𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 (𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬 & 𝐒𝐭𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫)

𝐎 𝐧 𝐞

⚠ This book contains senstive topics that might be disturbing to others⚠

Billy's 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

Head Over Heels
Tears For Fears
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The intoxicating stench of blood burned my nostrils, causing my face to slightly scrunch up. Spots of the warm substance coated my icy skin with a thin layer. My face mostly. My chest raised up and down at a rapid rate, glancing down I saw the now deceased body slowly decaying. The life was draining from they're eyes within each second that slowly passed by. I grinned at the sight, my heart fluttered causing little statistics of electricity to bolt within my skin. I shivered due to the feeling of electric waves sliding down my spine.

I wanted to be with you alone-

I can still hear every little crack and pop as my axe made contact with his body. The way his bones popped in different angles, shards of bone fragments flying everywhere, and oh, his such beautiful face. His cries of despair as blood squirtied out when I hit a vital artery..hm..what bliss..his fresh blood still coats my fingertips.

And talk about the weather.

My head felt foggy along with my muscles feeling weightless. Sighing, I took ahold of the body. I dragged him to the inside of my cars of trunk. He was a heavy motherfucker. When I placed his body in the trunk it made a 'splat' sound. I took ahold of the axe I used to commit the sinful act I just did and put it beside me once I entered the car. My feet were now in a small pool of vital fluid due to the axe leaking. My mind flashed with the images of his bloodied fearful face as he screamed for help...how cute..

But traditions I can trace against the child in your face-

I drove through the abandoned woods, the wind caused the trees to dance gracefully with its symphony. The wind cried softly, the sounds of the nature around me put me at ease. The rocks underneath my tires made a soft crunching sound. It reminded me of the sound of bones breaking. As I drove I heard the body shuffle around. As soon as I reached my destination I turned off the engine.

Won't escape my attention-

Getting out the car I opened the trunk to face the dead body. I will admit, I did do a number on him. His face was bashed in, some of his teeth were ether missing or twisted in different angles. Chunks of his flesh were torn off, and parts of his skull were visible. But his fucking blood was smeared all over the trunk. Ugh, that's gonna be a bitch to clean. Sighing, I took ahold of his body and dragged him out to the the field of dull, dead, grass.

You keep your distance with system of touch-

I went back to my car to achieve my items which consisted of gasoline and a box of matches. I poured the liquid on the body and got the box of matches. As I lit the match I stared down at the lifeless body. I did this, his death is something I now claim title to. A single tear escaped my eye, the warm liquid rolling down my face. I shivered, it was the only warmth my body was provided. I'm not sad, nowhere near that in fact. I'm angry...furious. I did a sinful act, yes, but I feel no remorse. Not for this...thing.

And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much?

His name was Trevor Smith, he was everyone's ideal guy. Blonde golden hair, glistening sapphire eyes, perfectly sun kissed skin, and lips that were flushed. But he had something within his possession that was mine. Alison Stone. The two had met the end of Junior year and became official four months after that. I'll never understand what Alison saw in that bastard. He is..was a dick, and that says something since it's coming from me, a psychotic serial killer.

Oh you're wasting my time
You're just, just, just wasting time-

That poor excuse of a human being was disloyal to poor Alison. He did it behind her back, fucking any girl his dick would get hard for. It was disgusting. Knowing that he'd do such a horrendous act towards my baby. He never cared for her, loved her, cherished her. He did none of that. But Alison was too gullible, too pure, too tender. Whenever he'd say he'd love her she'd melt underneath his grasp. But little did she know that bastard didn't mean it. They were empty words, words that held no meaning, no emotion.

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out 'til I'm head over heels-

Fuck, I'd literally worship the ground
Alison walks on. I'd do anything for her, I'd steal, rob...even kill for her. I'd do anything for her to be in arms. I'm not embarrassed to admit that I dream of her for countless hours, my minds flooded with her. Oh, my beautiful Alison.

Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart

My blood boils knowing that he had breathed the same air Alison breathed. How dare he even lay his repellent eyes upon her beautiful form. Just thinking about that fuckers lips against Alison's makes my insides burn to the depth of my bones.

Don't, don't, don't throw it away
Throw it away, throw it away-

I was taken out of my thoughts to the remembrance of the conquest I have yet to complete. I lit the match an took one last glance at the boy. Smirking, I dropped the match on the pile of decaying flesh and watched the beautiful scene unfold before my eyes. Fire began to dance upon the body and claim it as it's own. The orange red flames roared in contact to the wind. Expanding in both length and height. The smell of burning flesh began to form its way in the air. It put me at ease, giving sense of satisfaction.

I made a fire, I'm watching it burn (Yeah)

Turning around, I got into my car and drove as I hummed along to the music on the radio. Head Over Heels, ah..what a amazing song. Nothing felt real at the moment, my head felt as though it was being held under water. Unable to function nor think straight. That was the drive that I loved. I loved feeling the knotts of my mind untangle from its grasp and come lose. I could be my true self. The only thing on my mind is Alison Stone, my beautiful angel. She was the only thing that kept my corrupted mind sane. Her and I might not be together...for now, but I know one thing. She's mine, and anyone who gets in my way will scream due to my knife being plunged in their then decasded corpse.

Thought of your future
With one foot in the past, now, just how long will it last?

Her soft cherry blossomed lips..

Now ,now, now, have you no ambitions?

Her angelic face taints my dreams..

My mother and my brothers used to breathing clean air
And dreaming I'm a doctor

Her scent lingers within my nose, driving me mad..

It's hard to be a ma when there's a gun in your hand
Oh, I feel so

I'm a prisoner of her love..

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out until I'm head over heels

Oh..how my love for her drives me crazy..

Something happens and I'm hears over heels
Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart

I'll do anything to make her mine..

Don't, don't, don't throw it away

My beautiful Alison..