Killer Kings

Chapter 9: She's Perfect

3RD POV

Stu sits in his car outside Billy's house, bouncing his leg nervously. He had gotten caught up in sex and forgotten all about having to make the phone call, but someone else did it for him. He's got a theory as to who did it, but he isn't sure.

He knows Maxine has a few screws loose upstairs like him and Billy do, but he doesn't know if she'd actually be willing to join them on their killings and tormenting games. He knows that she said she'd been there for anything they needed, but he's worried that asking her to join them would be too much.

Playing games with each other is just that, playing games. Playing it with other people is different because those people end up gutted and dead. He doesn't know if she could handle it like him and Billy do, and even though he believes that she can, he doesn't want to push her into it. He doesn't want to pressure her or anything, especially since she seems so willing to do anything to please them.

He vaguely wonders why that is, though.

The car door opening makes Stu jerk his head to look over at Billy, who gets in the car and slams the door behind him. He's sporting a new shiner on his cheek, most likely a gift from his shit father for all the trouble he's caused without actually being the cause.

"I didn't make that call Saturday night. Someone else did." Stu blurts out before Billy could say anything, making the more tempered boy snap to look over at his boyfriend.

"Stu, what do you mean, you didn't make the call? Who else would've done it?" Billy asks Stu, trying to keep him temper at bay. He knows he's got a temper, and he doesn't want to let it out on Stu, the one person that has been with him through everything and who he loves more than he can ever say.

"Billy, I got caught up in screwing Tatum, losing track of time. Next thing I know, Sidney is downstairs shouting into the phone about someone leaving her alone. Billy, someone else made the fucking call." Stu says as he starts the drive to school, and Billy scowls as he glares at the dashboard.

"Stu, no one else knows we're-" He cuts himself off, snapping his eyes to look at Stu, seeing that the boy is nodding his head slowly. "You don't think Maxine would actually do it, do you? She wouldn't get involved with us like that."

"Actually, she's already involved. She was worried that she was just a fling to us to, you know, pass time with. I told her that we wanted her, and if she wanted us too, then we'd have her. She agreed. She's our Ghostbaby, and she calls us her killers. Her Ghostdaddy's, more accurately, and I'm pretty sure she made that call Saturday night."

"She's ours? Fuck, I always miss the good shit. Did you try to talk to her?" Billy asks, still reeling from the fact that Maxine actually wanted to be with them. That she wanted to be theirs as much as they wanted her to. They wanted her so badly that it hurt when they see her in the halls. That they can't just walk over and claim her in front of everyone like they want to.

"I tried, but she didn't answer her phone. I tried again yesterday and this morning, but no answer. What if she's overwhelmed? What if she realized that she's not cut out for us? What if we pushed her too far? Billy, I really don't want to lose her. Fuck, she's perfect for us." Stu says nervously, ranting as they pull into the school parking lot but stay in the car. Billy grabs his hand to help calm him down, and Stu squeezes it in thanks.

"You think I don't know that babe? Fuck, she plays along with our games, she loves all things horror, she's respectful that we have dark pasts we aren't ready to talk about yet, she's cute as hell, and adorable as all get out. She's got a wicked sense of humor, and she's just as crazy as we are, maybe even crazier. She challenges us and teases us even though she knows what happens when she does. She's like the perfect piece to our puzzle."

"But I don't want her getting hurt, Billy. I don't want to hurt her." Stu says, and Billy chews on his lip in thought. He knows that she's got her own demons that run wild in that beautiful head of hers. He can see them dance in her wild eyes, and he can see it in the way she acts.

She never walks normal, always has a slight skip of insanity in her step. She doesn't act normal, always laughing when a victim dies in the horror movies or when they told her the dirty, gory details about how Stu killed Chelse and River.

Even her laugh isn't like the average, normal teenage girl. Her laugh is as wild as she is with insanity and dark playfulness mixed in. She's like their dark female counterpart, and just thinking about her giving him that maddening smile while covered in blood makes him so hard it's painful. It's the same way when Stu gives him that goofy smile with blood dripping from his face.

The sound of tires squealing, and a loud rumble catches their attention, and they both watch as Maxine swerves recklessly around cars and students before haphazardly pulling into a free space. Fuck, even her driving and parking skills are as reckless as she is, fitting her personality perfectly.

They watch as Maxine hops out of her car, her usual giddy smile on her face when she thinks of something amusing. Usually, it's something that's morbidly dark and would only be amusing to them. She leans down and grabs her bag from the back seat, before locking her car up.

They watch as she bounces on her toes, excitedly looking around the lot before spotting Stu's car, and her smile practically glows with playful madness and a hint of something darker. She's always had a hint of darkness around her, but this was different. This made Stu and Billy realize that she did, in fact, make that call Saturday night.

And yet, she's still smiling at Stu's car like it's her holy grail. Like it's the most wonderous thing she's ever seen. This gives the boys hope, knowing that they haven't chased her away, but they still need to talk to her. About a lot of things if she's going to start joining in on their favorite hobby and pass time.

Then, her face goes so dark with homicidal rage that it makes the boy's dicks twitch to life. If they thought she looked stunningly beautiful as her usual insane self, this look made them feel like they'd died and gone to their own personal hellish heaven with her as their own personal goddess. It knocked the breath from their lungs, and they look to see what the hell made that look come across her face.

Sidney Prescott is walking next to Tatum, both of them whispering quietly amongst themselves. The sight of Sidney had made her flood once more with white-hot rage and caused that look to come across her stunningly beautiful face. They watched with a thrill of anticipation, wondering just what their perfect killer girlfriend would do, though slightly worried she'd ruin everything.

They didn't need to worry as they watch Maxine roll her head slowly, watching as her face scrunched up in frustrated anger. The swore they could hear the growl fall from her lips before she pasted on the megawatt smile, appearing friendly to everyone that looks at her. They boys knew, however, that it was all an act.

"Fuck, babe, she's fucking perfect. She's so fucking perfect. Our perfect little Ghostbaby." Billy says, as they watch her play the nice friendly, supportive girl towards Sydney. They watched her act her part perfectly, and when Sydney wasn't looking, Maxine turned to look at them. She blew them a playful kiss and gave them a teasing wink before she went back to her act.

"Fuck, we're screwed, aren't we Billy?" Stu asks, but Billy doesn't answer as all he can think about is how they'd found the perfect Queen to fit with their Kings.