Unforgiving Sinner

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"Stu, as much as I love you, I refuse to spend any time with him. I don't care what he had to say."

Stu ran to catch up with you as you entered your room, "That's the thing. Y/n-"

He was cut off by you opening the door and seeing Billy sitting in the hotel's living room, "... he's already here."

You scoffed and tossed your bag at him, walking to the kitchen to grab a soda, "Get out."

"Baby, what's going on?" He caught the bag with ease, setting it down.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? You act like you didn't try to kill me. And font call me baby, dickface." You drank your soda as Billy walked up.

"I didn't try to kill you, I threw suspicion off of us." Billy said plainly.

"We wouldn't need that if you had just listened to me in the first place!" You were getting frustrated.

"We needed to finish the plan!" He yelled.

You shook your head and slammed the can on the counter, "No! No, we didn't! If you had just let your ego calm the fuck down and accept that we have good ideas too, sometimes this wouldn't have happened!"

"I started this shit and I'll end it too!" Billy yelled.

"Then end it without me! I don't want to be with a backstabbing bitch!" You argued.

"Me? You're the one getting all cozy with Sidney, you traitor!" He wanted to strangle you, then make out with you.

What could he say? You're hot when you're angry.

"Sidney hasn't done anything wrong! Her mom's gone, Billy! Do you ever think that your dad was to blame, too?" You turned, looking him in the eyes, "and me? What about you?"

Billy yelled back, "What about me?"

"You betrayed me!" You wanted to pull your hair out.

"Betrayed you? No, sweetie, I saved
you." He held your face in place.

"Saved? That's what this was, you saving me?" You lifted your shirt, "I guess I should be grateful for this then."

Billy looked down and stared in horror, looking at the ugly scar along your stomach, "I- I did that to you."

He looked at you with glossy eyes, his voice broke, "I did that?"

You nodded, dropping your shirt and walking away, "You made more trauma, too."

Bill stood there as Stu went to comfort you. You had grown a harder shell since the Halloween massacre.

The brunette slowly made his way to the living room where you and Stu were cuddled up.

"I didn't...." he swallowed his tears, "I never meant to -" he cut himself off.

"I understand if you never want to see me. I ruined everything." He laughed, running a hand through his hair.

"Sit."

He walked over and sat next to you, "it will take a very long time for us to get to where we were headed, but we could get there."

You tore your eyes away from the TV show, "but make no mistake that if you ever put your hands on me again, you won't be living for much longer."

"Okay." He laid with you and Stu as you watched the movie that was playing.

He knew you meant it.

And so did Stu.

After all, you were no longer their sweet girl, but a shell working on being human again.

No one could've ever guessed how it traumatized you.

Watching everyone you care about die, the crime scene photos, it was a wake-up call.

You kissed Stu's apple as he squeezed your waist, "So your mom's still alive?"

Billy nodded, and you continued, "So why don't we just find her?"

Billy stopped, thinking, "I forgot you're smart."

You chuckled, "I try."

That night, the three of you laid together. While it was awkward at first, you soon found your rhythm again. You really needed this.

You looked around the room, seeing the two boys you've grown to love so much.

What was one more adventure?






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