Stu Macher X Serena Loomis (Edited)

Chapter 11

I'm going to start writing in first person, just a btw and I'm going to switch povs because it's kinda boring only being third persona ND might get annoying only being Serena

Stu had taken the group to a small diner that his 'girlfriend' suggested.I always knew that Stu wasn't normal, he'd always seemed to have a new girlfriend but it never lasted long. I was convinced that Stu was more fucked up than Billy and I, far as I'd known my brother only ever dated two girls. Sydney and Marianne, some petite black head during middle school it only lasted about seven months but he never really cared for her or loved her. He dated her because - and I quote - "I was bored." Billy was never really a emotional person, never making connections with people if he connected with you it would be a miracle. Such said for Stu and myself. I was guilty of thinking that Stu would always look at me weirdly, sort of as how a starved man would stare at food. Like he could destroy me and everything I ever cared for in seconds, of course I never looked to much into it knowing I needed to ignore it if I'd ever hope to have a chance with Stu.

Many of Stu's ex's would leave the small town of Woodsboro or, so he would tell me. Honestly it became hard to believe after the third girl he had in less then eight months. I mean come on three girls in eight months and they all left the school, that didn't make much sense to me. Let's be honest, I'd never accuse Stu of doing anything stupid or crazy but if I had to assume I'd say that there were things challenging behind closed doors, completely hidden from the world. Stu and Billy have been friends since grade school, I'd started to like Stu when I turned ten he'd never seen me the same way which was perfectly fine by me I had made a life long friend and that made me happy. I had no right to judge Stu or want anything from him but, I did, I wanted stu to notice me. I wanted him to treat me how he did when our plan was in action, how he'd kiss me and I could feel his slick long arms wrap around me.

That was just a fantasy, I watched as Stu pawned over the petite blond that sat beside him while Billy indulged in his burger. I wasn't exactly hungry but my stomach still craved food, I had ordered a small breakfast, that consists of two eggs and one piece of toast but under the mash of food on my plate hid a sliver of fried tomato.

(STU)

I watched Serena as she stared at her food with a mortified look on her face. She hadn't even touched the food, meaning it couldn't taste bad I also know that Serena loved that meal everything we came here she would always get it. Serena seemed to not like Carrie and the feeling seemed to be mutual because Carrie kept staring at Serena and she was acting very clingy which she never does. "Stu, baby?" A high pitched voice rung in my ear bringing me away from my thoughts I looked over at Carrie and she was carrying a very unpleasant look on her face. Oh how I hated her, I just wanted to ditch her and completely break her face, but I couldn't it hadn't been enough time yet. I loved having victims toying with them and having fun watching as the blood drips down their face and stains their - usually nice clothing.

I had a good feeling about Carrie and what I would do to her when the time was right - its funny how Serena and Billy asked me to help them kill Sydney and all her friends - when I was already a killer. I'd killed about three out of my seven girlfriends I'd only started last year, the first one was a mistake but it gave me such a rush that I did it again and again. People found it strange that people disappeared after daring me that's why I left three of them alive, it wouldn't seem suspicious that way. I looked back at Serena before acknowledging Carrie, "Yes baby. What's the matter?" I said giving her a fake worried look, she had a sad expression on her face probably because I kept staring at Serena but who cared. Obviously Carrie thought I didn't answer her in time because she huffed and turned towards the window, she was such a baby but my planning wasn't done yet and killing her now would get me caught. I always thought about the things I could do to Serena, since the day I met her. I always knew I wasn't healthy, when I was little I would kill little dogs and sometimes birds or rats, mainly ones I brought home from pet stores or found on the road.

I would have fun cutting their wings or removing their limbs, for the dogs I was very creative but I couldn't think about that now, I looked at Serena and I thought about how I could cut her skin off in sections keeping them separated and making sure her skin doesn't close. How I could easily strangle the life out if her but that was to fast I wanted her to scream and I wanted her to beg, beg for life and fight to survive knowing that she never would, but maybe she was just as fucked up as me. That would be a creative turn of events if she turned around and was able to fight back almost killing me in the process. Just the thought of Serena bleeding and almost dying made me crazed, I didn't know what I would do or how I would do it and that frustrated me because I craved the sound of Serena begging for her life, but I needed Serena in my life, not having her. I couldn't even think about her not being in my life, fron the first day I met her I knew she was mine and I was hers. She could never have any one else, she belonged to me.

9 May 2024