"I'm Not A Toy"//Billy Loomis (Part 2)

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   It had been months since the incident with Billy occurred. You hadn't seen nor heard from him in those months. Maybe he and Sydney finally decided to stay together or maybe you yelling at him knocked some sense into him. You weren't sure, but a part of you missed that brown eyed boy.

   It was around 2 in the morning when you were sitting in the living room on the couch, watching random horror movies. It was at a boring part so you scrolled through social media on your laptop. You saw a picture that shattered your poor heart even further.

  It was Billy, but he wasn't with you, nor Sydney. It was another girl. She had gorgeous e/c eyes, smooth looking s/c (Skin Color) skin, a bright smile on her lips as Billy had his arms wrapped around her waist. Her haircut and length of her h/c (Hair Color) hair resembled yours. She looked just like you.

  She was looking at him in the picture with a huge smile. He looked right back at her with the same expression. Your heart ached at the sight. You frowned as you quickly liked the photo and scrolled past, never wanting to see or think about it again.

  Sadly, going against your own wishes, your mind went back to that girl. Her features. Almost everything about her resembled you. Why would he be with a girl like that? That looks like you? Does he see the resemblance? What happened to him and Sydney? Does he ever think about you? Questions raced through your mind as you quickly closed the laptop, shaking your head.

  The phone ringing was heard throughout the house causing you to sigh, but walk over to the phone and pick it up, answering the caller with a quiet 'hello'.

  "Hey Y/n!" The voice of Billy's bestfriend was heard through the phone. Your eyebrows creased at the sound. Why would he be calling you? The two of you hardly ever spoke and weren't close whatsoever. "What are you doing right now?" He asked. You began to wonder how he even got your number, but ignored it as you searched for the right words to say.

  "Uh nothing. Watching Friday The 13th." You told him as you shrugged to yourself, taking a small glance at the television. You heard him hum from the other side.

  "Can I come over?"

  Your heart raced and your mind wonder off whenever he asked that question. Billy had always called and asked you that after asking if your parents were home. Was he going to be the next guy to torment you and make your life almost miserable?

  Ever since the events with Billy occurred, your trust in men slowly began to fade away after each incident. You haven't met a good one yet.

  "Y/n?" He spoke again, snapping you out of your little trance. You cleared your throat before nodding and telling him that was fine. He told you that he'd be over in about fifteen minutes.

  Once the two of you hung up, you quickly raced upstairs to put on some less revealing clothes than the small pair of shorts and tank top that were your pajamas. You threw on a pair of sweatpants and just decided to leave your f/c tank top alone.

As you sat down and began to wait for Stu's arrival, your mind began to wonder.

What if he's just like billy? Why is he suddenly wanting to hang out with me? Is there something he wants to get out of this?

Questions ran through your mind faster than lightning. Your head began to hurt as you thought about everything. The sound of your doorbell ringing pushed all of those horrid thoughts out of your brain.

You slowly stood up from the couch and walked over to the door, your hand reaching out to the doorknob. You twisted it and pulled it towards you to reveal a grinning Stu.

You couldn't help but smile back at the sight of him. His smile has always been contagious.

"Hey, Y/n!" He greeted with a smile as he gazed into your e/c orbs. "I brought some stuff!" He cheerfully told you as he held up a bag. You nodded and stepped aside, letting him inside of your home.

You both made your way to the living room and you eyed the bag, wondering what it was that he brought. The two of you sat down on the couch and he began pulling things out of the bag.

Some movies, some f/c (favorite candy), a bag of your favorite chips, and some other things. You couldn't help but smile whenever you saw the items.

"This is great and all, but Stu... why are you doing this?" You questioned him. The smile that was on his face instantly dropped at your words.

He sighed before speaking to you. "I feel bad for all the things Billy has done." He slightly shrugged.

"But Stu, none of that is your fa-"

"I know that, Y/n. But I still feel bad and I'm trying to show you that you could do better. I-I'm not saying me, but better." He paused for a minute, trying to find the right words. "Billy is a great guy to have as a friend, but not a boyfriend."

You gave him a grateful smile and put a hand on his shoulder. "Thank you, Stu." Your smile slowly fell as you continued. "But, I have strong feelings for Billy so it's going to take some time for me to get over that."

Stu couldn't help, but let the small smile he had on his face fall. "I know. But you'll move on eventually and find someone better, who treats you better." His smile slowly reappeared on his lips. "Anyways, let's watch these movies!"

He let you pick out the first movie, which was f/h/m (favorite horror movie). You watched the movie with a smile on your face as you two snacked on the chips he brought.

Your smile dropped as you began to think of the time that Billy and you had done this. How he put his arm around you, held you closely, would whisper things in your ear every now and then, and most importantly, how he made you feel.

This went on the whole night. You and Stu would do simple things like making popcorn and you would remember the popcorn fight you and Billy once had. You really couldn't get Billy Loomis out of your mind.

Stu noticed this. The frown on your face and you zoning out. He could tell you were probably thinking of Billy. He didn't know what to do you how to help, but one way or another, he was going to help you get over Billy.

(A/N: Does this need a part 3? And yes guys, I'm still alive. So my list of requests got deleted so if you ever made a request that I haven't done, please let me know. As always, stay beautiful💙)

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