25. Explosion of Happiness

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You raced out of that school and ran right past Dewey who yelled your name. Sidney, Tatum, and Stu came running out the school too. "Where'd she go?!" Tatum yelled towards Dewey. "Just leave her be for now!" Dewey yelled back. "Don't tell me what to do- Y/N! WHAT THE HELL!" Tatum yelled. You didn't listen, you just ran and ran till you were far from the school. I need to go home, home where I'm away from this mess...
But what about Billy? GET HIM OUT OF YOUR FUCKING HEAD! YOU PROMISED EACH OTHER YOU DIDN'T MEAN A THING! But did we...?

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Stu watched as you ran off and he had a worried look on his face. Not for you, but for him. He knew that Billy was going to snap at him for letting you go before asking you to come to his fiesta tonight. Fuck. "Always me, man, I swear..." he mumbled to himself as he dramatically sighed.

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Billy was in the upstairs bathroom putting on the black robe and ghost mask instead of the downstairs since that's where the crime scene was happening in the bathroom down there of the guy he murdered. Oh well, should've thought about the direction his eyes pointed if he didn't want his life to flash before his eyes. The house phone Billy had stolen from his dad that was in his pocket began ringing and he quickly took it out, not wanting to be so damn loud. "Hello?" "Shit problem, man..." it was Stu.

"I let her go." His voice sounded shaky over the line. Billy froze and his eyes widened. "No you didn't." "I did, I didn't mean to..." "shut the fuck up, you didn't." "She just went out running and didn't stop when Tatum tried calling her name-" "FUCKING CALL HER, YOU STUPID FUCKING PRICK!" Billy screamed. "I can't! I don't have her number!" "THEN GET YOUR DUMB WHORE OF A SLUTTY GIRLFRIEND TO CALL HER! I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD, I'LL HANG YOUR ASS WITH THAT BITCH CASEY IF YOU DON'T-..." he just raged out into a scream making Stu scared and immediately hang up.

Billy smashed the house phone down onto the bathroom floor making it crash into pieces and he screamed at the top of his lungs in rage. He stopped after a few seconds without taking any deep breaths and instead, breathed heavily. "This has to work...it has to. Fuck..." he whispered to himself as he put on the ghost mask and kicked away the cellular device pieces on the ground and pulled out his knife.

Principal Himbry was the first of the day to go. Succeeded. Now just add a little something more...perfect.

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Later that day, he had taken the swipe. Left over blood on his knife from Principal Himbry? Wiped and ready for the next swipe. He walked, not carefully, but hiddenly down the streets, following those two girls who had ruined your day in just a second. He knew it was his pleasure to not only teach them a lesson, but to please you. He twisted his knife in his right hand and played with the blade, a smirk plastered on that handsome face of his under that ghost mask.

"God, it smells like dog shit out here!" "No duh! Dogs come walkin' around and shittin'!" "You are so fucking gross!" "Then keep the topic out your mouth!" "Shut up!" The girls laughed as they entered a house which Billy had assumed was one of theirs. He didn't hesitate and opened the back window and climbed into it. He quickly hid into a closet. He looked down at his robe pockets where there sat his lighter, sparklers, sky rockets, and firecrackers. This is for my girl...tonight, they'll all be gone. For her.

The girls kicked off their shoes and jumped onto the couch, their ugly ass laughter annoyed the shit out of Billy. Once they were faced the TV, not paying any attention, he got out from the closet and took out his knife and ran over, jumped high, then smashed both of their heads down onto the coffee table, their last gasps could be heard. The table shattered and he stomped on their heads, a loud crack could be heard.

He took out the sparklers, lit them, and shoved the sparkling sticks down their throats. Blood came crashing up as a firework and their bodies began shaking. He then continued stomping on their heads, loud cracking sounds continued, and he forced his hands into tearing their sculpts open, then he took out the firecrackers, lit them, and placed them inside their heads. The last bits of their head began exploding. He looked down at their bones disgusted and stomped on their bones. He then pulled out the sky rockets, stabbed each one through their bodies, lit them, and immediately stood far back from the living room.

Their bodies immediately exploded, every bits and pieces of their bodies flying everywhere like popcorn. He watched with a satisfied face under that mask. Their bodies exploded all over the walls, ceiling, and ground. Billy looked over and saw a wallet. He took it, opened it, and there sat 50 bucks. He smirked as he took it out and threw the wallet somewhere and quickly climbed back out the back window and ran.

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