Billy loomis x Stu Macher One shots || Book Six

His Billy

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BILLY LOOMIS NEVER REALLY GOT DRUNK. Billy drinks a lot, but he doesn't get drunk. Beer doesn't get him drunk. He needed something stronger to get drunk.

He didn't know why he drank one of those stronger drinks. Maybe he was just pissed or sad. He didn't know what he was feeling at that moment.

He just didn't stop drinking after the first drink.

He didn't remember showing up at Stu's house drunk as fuck.

Stu remembers everything. Stu Macher loved drinking. He loved drinking beer and getting drunk to forget about the pain and the stupid memories.

Stu was a happy drunk. He allowed himself to feel free and happy when's he's drunk.

He never thought that Billy was a mean drunk. He had never seen Billy drunk before, but then he saw him drunk.

Billy made his way into his home. He stumbled a bit and stu reached out to help him.

Billy let out an angry laugh. "Billy, are you okay?" Stu questioned, and Billy looked at him.

Stu could smell the alcohol in Billy's breath. "Are you drunk?"

"What? Do you have a problem with that?" Billy questioned , his eyes darkening with anger

"No. It's just that you never get drunk, Billy." Stu told him, "You can talk to me, Billy."

Billy laughed, "Aw, you worried about me? Isn't that so fucking cute!"

"I always worry about you, I love you." Stu said, and Billy smirked before pining stu to the wall.

"You love me, huh? Then why don't you take off your clothes and spread those pretty legs for me? Let me fuck you like the whore you are." He spat out

"You're a jackass when you're drunk!" Stu said, pushing Billy away from him.

Billy scoffed, "did you just fucking push me!?" Before stu could react, Billy punched him.

Billy roughly grabbed his chin, making him face him. "Don't fucking push me, baby."

"Billy, let me go!" Billy shook his head ,"No. I think I need to teach you a lesson,"

Billy leaned in close, stu could feel his hot breath in his ear. "I'm the man in this relationship, Stu. You obey me! I don't obey you, do you understand me?" He whispered

"If I tell you to take off your clothes and spread your legs for me, then you fucking do it!"

Stu let out a small whimper as Billy grip tightened.

"That really turns me on, darlin' " Billy whispered, kissing under stu's ear before he ran his tongue over stu's neck.

"B- Billy, don't! You're drunk!" Billy's hand removed stu's chin and went to stu's neck, Billy pulled back a bit, looking at stu.

Brown eyes met blue eyes , "what the fuck did I just say?"

"Billy..i..i..can't breathe.." Billy punched stu in the stomach before throwing into the ground.

"Now, I have to teach you a fucking lesson!" Billy kicked him in the stomach.

Tears streamed down stu's face, and he let out a sob. Billy kicked him again and again.

Stu heard something crack before he let out a scream. It was probably a rib.

Stu was turned on his back, and Billy got on top of him.

"I love you, stu." Billy connected his lips with stu, tasting the blood that spilled from his mouth.

Billy's hands went to stu's pants, and he pulled down down. He unbuckled his own pants before he roughly spread stu's legs.

Stu let out a muffled scream as Billy slammed inside of him without any prep, and it was rough.

His body was aching, and he didn't like this Billy at all. This wasn't his Billy. No, this was someone else.

His Billy wouldn't hurt him. His Billy would ask for consent, and he would be gentle with him, and he wouldn't lay a hand on him ever.

It felt like hours until Billy was finished with him. He just pulled out and pulled up his pants before stumbling over to the couch and dropping himself on it, and falling asleep.

Stu whimpered as he pulled his pants up, and he cried as he went over to the phone.

He shakily dialed a familiar number and brought the phone up to his ear.

"Hello?"

"T- Tatum, I need help."

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Word count - 712

Part two is coming soon!

Hope you enjoy!