𝐶𝐴𝑁𝑇 𝐻𝐸𝐿𝑃 𝑀𝑌𝑆𝐸𝐿𝐹!(𝐵𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑌 𝐿. 𝑋 𝐹𝐸𝑀𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝑋 𝑆𝑇𝑈)

𝘋𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.

You sat with your friends eating lunch at the fountain. (Forewarning: Sidney and Billy aren't dating in my story.) "Stuuu~" Tatum cooed at him as she sat down on his lap. You were sitting in Randy's lap, as the two of you were dating. Billy flashed a glare at Stu as he looked slightly angry at Randy. "Did you hear about Casey Becker and her Boyfriend? They were gutted." Stu asked. "Wasnt she your ex girlfriend?" He frowned at Tatum. "Yeah." Then randy chimed in, "She dumped him." Tatum looked appauled. "I thought you broke uo with her for me!?" Stu nervously giggled. "I did! Hes a liar." Tatum sighed. Then you heard sidney mumble, "How do you... Gut someone?" Stu looked at her with an evil grin. "You cut from the chest to the sternum-", "Stop! Stop-" he threw his hands up. "What? She asked not me. Anyways me and Billy gotta go to class." You turned to Sidney. "Wanna walk to class? We have Biology and I need you as my partner." She let out a chuckle and a short "yes." She got up and you both walked away from everyone "There is something wrong with that boy." Sidney giggled. "Yeah."

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After school, Stu walked up to you. "Hey, Princess." You shoved his shoulder. "Don't call me those names. You have a girlfriend." He shrugged with a stupid smirk on his face. "Well, im hosting a party tonight. My parents are out of town, and I know yours are." You frowned. "I'll come to your stupid party, Stu." He smiled, moving his face closer to you. "Okay. See you there princess." You shoved him again, and he turned away, walking over to a smirking Billy. With the recent murders, you didn't want to go, but Stu would complain for weeks if you didn't. But you knew Randy would be there. Which made it slightly better. You headed over to Tatum, and she was waiting in front of her car. "Where were you y/n!?" You giggled. "Stu invited me to his stupid ass party he's hosting tonight." She sighed. "Yeah.. im so excited! There's gonna be alcohol, and I'm about to get fucked up." A small line formed on your mouth, which turned into a frown. "Yeah.." You slipped into the backseat of her car, and she started driving to your house. "Party starts at 9. I'll be here at 8:45! Be ready." You nodded, getting out of the car and closing the door. She sped off as soon as you did. You went into your house, setting down your backpack and walking upstairs to your room. You laid into your bee, cuddling one of your pillows. Then you heard your phone buzz. You had a text. 'You look so pretty cuddling that pillow. You'd look even cuter holding it naked while i fuck you.' The text was from an unknown number. You got up, looking around your room nervously. Then another text popped up. 'You won't be able to see me, Doll.' You put your phone down. If he said you couldn't find him, then you were gonna give up. You laid back down on your bed. Then looked at the time. It was 8. You needed to get ready. You looked in your closet, finding a sleek black mini dress and dark heels to match. Once you were finished, you realized it was 8:45. Tatum was impatiently waiting for you outside. "I was waiting for like an hour." You sighed. "It was 3 minutes, Tatum." She chuckled and gave you a deceiving look. You hopped into her car. "Let's go. Also, Sidney isn't coming with. She's not the party type." You nodded solemnly. "I get it I guess." She giggled. "Im gonna get blackout drunk!" You laughed. The dumb blonde is always killed eventually, but you tried to keep your mind off it. This party was bad news in one way or another, and you could feel it. Then your phone buzzed in your pocket. Another message from the unknown number. 'Remember to lock your doors when you get home...' You shuddered at the thought. After Casey and her boyfriend, you were terrified. "Y/N, were here." You turned to open the door, but before you could, Billy did. "Hey Princess." You sighed, annoyed. "You and Stu need to stop. I have a boyfriend, and Stu has a girlfriend-" He pulled you out of the car and into Stu's house. Randy was on the couch, blackout drunk. "Oh my God, Randy. Stu, did the party start early." He nodded with a stupid smile on his face. "I need to take him home. I'll be back in 15, Tatum." She giggled, already full of alcohol after the 15 minutes they'd been there. You pulled Randy up, and held him up under the shoulders. "I'm taking you home." He frowned. "Why? I wanted to stay~" his words were slurred. "You know what, your kind of a buzzkill. You do this every time." You tried to push his words off as drunk words. But as most know. Drunk word's are sober thoughts. Then he slightly angrily spat, "Take me home. But I'm breaking up with you." You nodded sadly, trying to keep it in. Once at his house, you texted Tatum. 'He just broke up with me. I took him home. Can you pick me up and take me home?' It said read, then she started messaging. 'I'm busy with Stu. But I told Billy to come get you.' You sat sobbing infront of Randy's house, when Billy's car pulled up infront of you. The cold air sent a shiver down your back. Billy rushed out and stood beside you. "Uuh. I'm sorry Princess. Come get in the car and I'll take you home. I can stay, if you want." You didn't say anything, but got up and slipped into the front seat. He went to the driver's side and got in. You were still crying, your eyes red and puffy, your tears slowly starting to dry. Billy touched your hand over his. In his mind *I'm telling Stu to kill that mother fucker. He hurt our princess.* he'd been madly obsessed with you, as well as Stu. And Tatum was an obstacle they had to get rid of. That can wait. But Billy couldn't. He needed her body, his hands to run up and down her soft skin. But on the other hand he wanted to see blood running down her legs as he carved his name into her. He would never go through with those 2nd thoughts though. He knew he couldn't hurt her. Other than small cuts. He knew he or Stu would have to attack her to make no one suspicious of her. They needed her safe. "Y/N we're here." He realized, and snapped out of his thought. "Can you come and keep me company?" He nodded. "Thank you, Billy." She got out, and Billy parked soon following after. She opened the door and let Billy in. "Y/N. Apparently they had to end the party because Tatum got too drunk. Can he come over and watch movies with us?" You nodded. "That sounds okay.." He gave an evil smirk. "I'll put Halloween in the VHS." Your face was tear stained, and once you put the movie in Billy sat beside you. "I just realized... with a killer on the loose we shouldn't be doing this.." Billy frowned. "What? Don't think I can protect you Princess?" You laughed a tiny bit. "We'll be fine, I guess. When Is Stu gonna be here?" Billy smiled. "Soon." Right after that, there was a knock on the door. It was Stu. He was grinning from ear to ear. You opened the door. "Hey Stu. I have Halloween on." He smirked at you. "Hey Doll." He touched your waist lightly. "Stu, Stop. You have a girlfriend." He giggled. "Mhmm." He walked into your living room and sat away from Billy. Leaving you to sit inbetween them. You were blushing a bit. Because although you liked Randy alot, Billy's dreaminess was getting to you. You sat down, and you watched the movie. But about halfway through, Billy put his hand on your thigh. You laid your head on his shoulder. Stu looked at Billy smugly. "What Stu? Jealous?" He chuckled. "No. Of course not." His voice was still happy, with a slightly threatening tone underneath. When the movie was over. They looked at eachother, almost talking through their eyes. "Were gonna head out." They both nodded In agreement and left through your front door. You were tired, and went up to your bed to sleep. You were in a light silk night gown. You layed down, leg slightly up to get comfortable. Then another text. 'As a killer, I shouldn't be saying this... but I wish I was laying under you as you sleep.' It terrified you to know he was watching, but there was a light sweetness you felt to the message. You were paranoid, but were able to fall asleep. Then you got a call. "Hey Doll." She shuddered. "Who is this? You have the wrong number."

"No, you don't. I'm outside."

"What?"

"I'm outside your door."

"No, don't hurt me! Please!"

"Hehehe- how about we play hide and go seek? I'll give you 10... 9..." She hung up and started ran downstairs, hiding under her kitchen Island. Then she heard the door bust open. "Come out, Come out, sweet
Y/N. I won't hurt you if you just come out... atleast not that much~" his voice scared you. You heard boots tromp into the kitchen, then stop infront of you. Until you hit your head. He pulled the cabinet door open, taking you out and throwing you on to the ground. He crawled over top of you so you couldn't move. He dragged his knife over your chin, cutting your legs every once in awhile. You screamed and yelped in pain, trying to crawl away. He heard sirens. Your neighbors heard you screaming and called the police. Red and blue lights flashed. He got off of you and ran. You tried crawling to the door, but the cuts on your legs made it too painful to move. Police burst through the open door. Immediately seeing you sprawled out and bleeding. One picked you up and carried you out to the ambulance. "She's bleeding out of her legs!" One of the paramedics grabbed you out of his arms and bandaged you. "You don't need to be hospitalized, but I would stay at a friend's house so they can clean up the scene." You nodded, pulling your phone out and calling Tatum. She answered. "Hey y/n. Sorry about the party. Did Billy keep you company?" You started crying. "Yes.. but I just got attacked. Can I come stay at yours?" Tatum made a sigh. "Of course y/n. Stu took me home. Just go through my window. My parents won't question it." A policeman took you a block away from her house and dropped you off. You ran to her house and snuck through her window. She was waiting with an air mattress and pillows. "Are you okay?" Tatum asked, looking down at your bloodied bandages. "I will be.. eventually I'm still pained at the fact Randy broke up with me while drunk. But everyone knows! Drunk words are sober thoughts! It's just... he's so different at parties. He called me a buzzkill for being worried." Tears started rolling down your already red cheeks. Tatum rubbed your back. "I'm sorry y/n... I don't really know how you feel.. but... we've got your back. You could totally pull somebody else. Hey! Billy is single! Your so hot he'd fall for you. You could get him! He's always calling you princess anyways..." She mumbled, trying to make you feel better. "Anyway, we should get some sleep. Goodnight y/n." You laid your head down on the pillow, and as soon as you knew it your eyes were closed and you were dead asleep.