Chapter 1 part 2

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A year has passed since the incident in Woodsboro. I'd like to say that during that time things got better but they didn't. I pushed Billy away out of anger and said some horrible things the last time we spoke.

I immediately regretted it. I should've just told him I loved him but not long after that there was a fire, and Mr. Loomis's remains were found among the ashes. Billy was found unharmed which medics are calling a miracle until he wouldn't wake up.

I placed my anger aside visiting him and telling him about school and work. Amongst other things I should tell him but I wanted to wait until he was awake. I do see him in my dreams at least I thought they were dreams but lately, since I've started having more bruises than when I went to bed I knew something was wrong. Maybe he was trying to communicate with me.

It wasn't until I thought I saw his face in the mirror with deep blood-red eyes that I realized I must've been crazier than I thought, after that I immediately went to therapy like my dad requested. It's so weird to call Cotton my father but since the few months I've gotten to know him he's been good to me no matter how much I push him away. Though I feel a little sad for him when he tries to my mom she always slams the door in his face. Not that I blame her

"Stu and I are on speaking terms again but I'm keeping him at arm's length," I add telling my therapist as I get more comfortable he nods just scribbling in his little notepad that I hate. "Why are you keeping him at arm's length?" I don't answer and I probably never will. I'm not sure why I didn't tell the police about Billy and Stu. I know I needed to but I just couldn't do it.

"Amara, could it be possible you still have unresolved feelings for him?" I feel my face get hot as I look away from him. I've been ignoring that question ever since Billy asked it. I'm not sure how I feel and I don't wanna know.

"It's complicated, especially now that Roman is in the picture," I mumble but he hears it and scribbles it down. Me and Sidney's relationship has been a bit sour since I told her Cotton is my father, I told her I didn't blame her for him going to jail even though a big chunk is her fault. I became closer with her big brother, at first I hated him but I warmed up to him which Stu thinks is because he reminds me of Billy but that is...not true. I just feel we understand each other since we were both abandoned.

I ended the session early since I was getting a headache just talking about all that nonsense. As I head out of the building honking hits my ears as Stu pulls down in front of me smiling wildly.

I roll my eyes before continuing to walk down the sidewalk pretending he's not there. "Let me give you a ride to school," he offers, driving the car slowly next to me.

"I'd rather choke on glass," I reply, not looking at him, the engine stops as he hops out of the car jogging to my side.

"I've missed you, It's been months since we've last seen each other," he pouts trying to walk closer but I keep my distance.

"I've been busy," I defend, done with the conversation when I try to walk away but suddenly I'm in the air and thrown over his shoulder. "Stu put me down stop,"

My complaints go in one ear out the other as he shoves me into the car putting on my seatbelt. The drive is quiet and a little awkward as I feel his eyes on me every few seconds. Why do I feel hot?

"Your boobs got bigger," He states like it's normal I cross my arms but it only makes it worse. His eyes on me make me shift uncomfortably.

"Stop looking at me like that," He smirks but keeps his eyes on the road. How can someone so evil be so kind?

"I know you're angry about what happened last year but It's a new year and you've been at college a month now and this is the most time we've spent together," His eyes catch mine making my heart race. I quickly look away as we pull up to the dorms. I practically dashed out of the car but before I could get far Stu grabbed my arm pushing me against the car.

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