Taste for Terror (Ghostface x Reader)

Chapter 11

“Surprised aren't you? Well now that you know it’s..well..me, you swear on your life that you won’t tell anyone, because I can still kill you, promise?” you stare, appalled.
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“I Promise…”

Billy clasps his hands together, pleased, “Now that we’ve got that settled, I guess we could get something to eat-” the door clicks, and you both turn your heads to the door, seeing it open, Stu walks in, seemingly on the phone with someone, not noticing you two he shuts the door and turns to you two, and stops before speaking to the person on the other end “I’ll call you back later..-” he hangs up the phone “Look who it is! Guess you figured out who the masked killer was! Funny thing! I was Billy’s right hand man helping in the murders..~” Stu proudly states.

“We get it Stu, you helped, but now isn’t the time, we have a new roommate, I’m sure you’ve already met Y/N?” Billy shortly introduces you to Stu, even though you two have had short conversations in school before, you wave and give a small smile, “It’s nice to finally talk to you without it being a question!” He smiled and took your hand, gently kissing the back of your hand, causing you to giggle, yet on the other hand, Billy seemed annoyed.

“Alright! Now that you two have talked, let’s get something to eat! And Y/N, I think you’ll have to stay here for now since..well..you’ve been kidnapped, and to have you outside with us is bad” you nod with a sigh “Well what could we eat? Pizza maybe?” You ask and the other two seem to agree, and after a short time, you all agree on 1 thin crust pepperoni, and 1 Chicago deep-dish.

The 2 boys leave you to go buy the pizzas, you hum as you wander around their house, going to what was your room, it was well decorated with a light blue wall, a medium size wood vanity with a mirror, it was dainty yet pretty. There was a bedside table with a clock, and next to the table was a large brown clothed drawer and a closet on the other side next to the door.

After a while, the boys came home with both pizzas and a few bottles of pop, you walk into the kitchen as the two set the pizzas on the counter and open the boxes, they take out the few pizzas they want and you take one of each before sitting down at the table, and you 3 eat in silence, no conversations were exchanged, the aura from the dining room was calm, and everything seemed fine for the time being.