#but billy fucking loves when stu has to explain to his parents or tatum that he has bite mark all over his arms

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Billy loves leaving bite marks, especially in visible places. He likes making Stu squirm under him and he loves the fidgeting Stu does when coming up with an excuse for the bruises. He's all like that because of me, Billy smiles to himself, I made him mine.

[megantheestallion-ismypresident]

"Tag You're It!"

Billy loomis x Stu macher x Black!reader

Summary: You're new to Woodsboro but Billy and Stu take a liking in to you, they would do anything to have you even if it means killing anyone that's get to close of around you.

Y/n was new to Woodsboro since her parents got a new job here, but she later on got to her new school and made quite alot of friends when she moved here, Y/n first met Tatum in history class and that's when they become fast friends and she later on became friends with Sidney.

Y/n loved Tatum and Sidney they were like sisters Y/n never had. Y/n joined cheerleading and she became very well known and popular in school that she caught the attention of most of the boys in school, especially Billy Loomis and Stu Macher they both had girlfriends but they would easily kill them just to get close and have Y/n all to themselves.

Y/n first met Stu and Billy on her first day here, Y/n first met them in history class one thing Y/n could say they were very attractive but they both are dating her bestfriends Sidney and Tatum, so Y/n really never thought too much about them dating her best friends.

Billy and Stu were obsessed with her, when Y/n would get home from school and take a shower they would secretly look through her window and watch her get naked and stare at her body.

"She is so fucking hot." Stu said awestruck staring at Y/n's body.

Billy didn't respond back he was to focused on Y/n's boobs and ass to even form a sentence back at Stu.

"We need a plan to get Y/n, to be ours even if it means killing anyone, we'll scare her just a bit but we won't kill her she's to precious to be hurt. She's special." Billy said as he licks his lips watching Y/n walk away and getting inside her bathroom.

As Y/n takes a nice shower. She was kinda paranoid because there was killing spree, she was dating this one guy from the football team, but he was killed by the Ghostface killer. Y/n stopped going to Cheer practice and stopped going to Sidney and Tatum's house. Those letters were getting a bit creepy she got a letter with blood on it. Y/N was so freaked out she told her parents about it that told the police. Y/n was so freaked out by Ghostface she let Billy and Stu walk her home every single day. Billy was very skeptical about Billy, since he was arrested for being Ghostface but is a false alarm and he was actually innocent so Y/n didn't really think too much about it and just let it go. Y/n really liked Stu he made her laugh and made her feel less paranoid about the murders that's going on.

Y/n got out the shower and saw her window was unlocked, so she closed it back up. "I remember I close this window?" Y/n said questions. Y/n dried her body and took of the towel leaving her bare. She moisturized her body and put on a matching blue lacy panties and a blue bra. She put on a white crop top and some black sweatpnats

Y/n made it downstairs and turned the TV on, ber parents were at work and they would come back next morning. Y/n was getting very paranoid but she just thought it was her paranoia getting the best of her.

Y/n heard the phone rang so she picked it up. "Hello?" Y/n responded, all she could hear was breathing which freaked her out.

"Listen, who the fuck is this I don't have time for this." Y/n said growing irritated.

"Whats your favorite scary movie?" The voice responds, even though Y/n was irritated she couldn't lie the voice was very sexy that it turned her on.

"Can I tell you that I don't have a favorite scary movie." Y/n said as she rolls her eyes.

"Oh, Cmon everyone has a favorite scary movie, why don't you have a favorite scary movie?" The voice says questioning Y/n.

"I just don't find them scary, like the main character is a dumb basic blonde blue eyes chick who doesn't know any better and dies."Y/n said explaining why she doesn't have a favorite scary movie.

"Thats a bummer I really liked you and the way you look so sexy tonight in that white crop top." The voice said making Y/n's heart stop.

"What did you say?" Y/n said as her heart starts beating as she takes a little sneak peak at the window looking around closing the curtains quickly.

"I didn't say anything? Let's continue talking." The raspy voice said but Y/n was to scared to continue.

"Yeah I don't think so you fucking pervert." Y/n shouts over the phone as she was about to hang up the voice starts shouting.

"You hang up, I'll gut you just like I did to your boyfriend, you don't want your guts to be spread on your parents doorstep, do you?" The voice taunts Y/n, Y/n was so scared tears started to from in your eyes.

"What the fuck do you want from me?" Y/n shouts over the phone getting scared.

"Good girl, let's play a game, you like games do you?" The voice says over the phone.

"Yeah, whatever just tell me what game we're playing." Y/n said as she grows impatient, angry, and scared.

"Let's play Simon says." The voice says.

"Simon says... touch your knees." The voice says Y/n could tell he was smiling over the phone, this... sick fuck.

Y/n bends over touching her knees, even though Y/n couldn't see The killer doesn't mean he couldn't see her, As Y/n was bending down, Billy couldn't help but stare at her ass.

"How long is this gonna last?" Y/n says irritated.

"Until I say so, sweetheart." The voice chuckles, even though Y/n was fucking mad she couldn't get over how sexy his voice was.

"Simon says take off your crop top." The voice says over the phone. Y/n has never been this scared in her life.

Y/n does what he says and slowly takes off her crop leaving her in her blue lacy bra, Billy has a boner just by you wearing a bra, he really wanted to see what your tits look like without the bra.

"Simon says take off your bra." Billy says as Stu opens the window for Billy to get in. As Billy made it into Y/n's room he felt like he was in heaven. Billy gives Stu a confused look as he sees Stu opening Y/n's underwear drawer.

"What are you doing?" Billy whispers growing irritated as Stu smiles to himself.

"Chill out dude I'm just taking a little souvenir." Stu said in surrender taking a pair of Y/n's underwear as he shoves it in his pockets under his black robe of the Ghostface costume.

Y/n takes of her bra leaving her bare, Y/n felt the cool air on her tits.

"Simon says take of your sweatpants and underwear." Billy says as him and Stu makes it downstairs innthe living room quietly, thank God Y/n could see them since she was facing the window, giving time for Stu hide in the kitchen.

"Simon Says turn around." Billy says, Y/n heart stopped as the voice felt like it was right behind her, Y/n turn around seeing Ghostface right in front of her.

Y/n punches Ghostface in the face, giving Y/n enough time to run, Y/n runs to the kitchen to see another Ghostface right in front of her. "Surprise, Y/n." Ghostface says but Y/n felt like she heard that voice before.

Stue takes off the Ghostface mask making Y/n shock, Y/n wanted to cry but beat the shot out of them since they were the killers that killers her boyfriend and Casey and probably others.

"Oh, you should've seen you're it was priceless, but God your body is perfect." Stu said whispering in Y/n's ear giving her chills down her spine.

"You're such a fucking slut, Y/n taking off your clothes for us." Billy said coming closer to Y/n behind whispering in her ear.

"What the fuck are you sick fuck gonna do, kill me?" Y/n says.

"No, you're to precious for us to kill." Stu said cupping Y/n's face kissing her out of nowhere, as Billy smiles watching Stu kisses Y/n.

Y/n wanted to stop but she couldn't stop kissing him it was to good, Billy starts kissing Y/n's neck making her moan.

"Do you want to take this upstairs?" Billy whispers in Y/n's ear.

Theres a part of Y/n that wants to say 'no' and called the police but she didn't want to stop, she felt so fucking guilty

"Yeah." Y/n moans out which turn Billy and Stu on, the just couldn't keep their hands off of you.

Stu carries Y/n bridal style as he made it uo the stairs as Billy follows behind them

As they made it to Y/n's room Stu places Y/n on her bed, Stu stands infront of the bed unbuckling his belt leaving him bare, and that could y/n say it was... big.

Stu gets in bed with Y/n as he inserts himself in Y/n making her moan wrapping her legs around his waist as stu grunts as his thrusts were fast. Billy watches as he felts his dark getting hard. "Cmon... Billy I want you to join." Y/n says through moans as Stue thrusts her getting harder and harder.

"Flip her over stu, head hanging off of the bed." Billy instructs as he walks over to the bed as he unbuckles his pants.

Stu flips Y/n over where her head was hanging off of the bed as Billy stands right infront of her as stu pounds into her.

"Open wide, sweetheart." Bilky says as he shoves hisndick down Y/n's throat almost making her gag, Y/n sucks Billy off as Billy groans as he places his hand on Y/n's head making her go lower. Y/n felt so worn out.

"I'm almost about to cum." Billy said.

"Me too." Stu says as he pounds into Y/n.

Billy and Stu both groaned as they both came at the same time, Y/n moans as she came making her pant.

Billy lightly grabs Y/n chin kissing her making Y/n moans in the kiss.

"We should do this more often." Stu smiles as he puts his pants on.

"We should." Billy says still making out with Y/n.

"That was amazing." Y/n smiles looking back at Billy and Stu.

"Well we gotta go, princess we'll finish this nextime." Stue says as he kisses Y/n on the cheek.

"Maybe, next week we'll play Tag You're it." Billy says putting his pants on buckling is pants.

"I can't wait for that." Y/n says smirking.

"Bye, princess." Stu said as him and Billy walks out of Y/n's room,leaving Y/n alone in her room collecting her thoughts.

"What the fuck am I doing?" Y/n thought to herself knowing there was gonna be alot of drama coming her way.

[msookyspooky]

I am so glad you liked my blurb!! I love the stu-Billy-yn dynamic and Since we're all waiting for ray to find out....

:D

Here is a soft blurb before the ANGST enjoy 💗

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"Holy shit," you say. "You can't do it. Can you?"

Billy, who has you by your shirt says, "the fuck you mean?"

You push him away. "I mean, just like last time. You can't do it. You can't kill me."

"I have your gun, dumb shit! I said I was waiting for the perfect time!"

"Billy, man, not right-"

In sync, you and Billy shout "Shut up!" At Stu. He puts his hands up as he backs away, looking like a parent trying to stop their children from fighting like two year olds.

"What do you mean, I can kill you. I could kill you. I WILL kill you. It will be just on my terms."

You scuff. "Then do it." You motion toward his gun - or rather YOUR gun - "it's loaded. So do it."

Silence.

"What are you waiting for?"

"I told you! I will kill you!"

In a scarily calm voice, you say, "then do it."

Silence.

"See. You can't. If you wanted to kill me, you would have. Back at the party, at college backstage, the dozen times you or Stu had broke into my house, the last time you couldn't do it...and when you were in my room the other night."

Billy fought hard to keep a poker face. He knew you were asleep but...

"Yeah. I knew about it. If you really wanted me, I mean really wanted, me dead, you or Stu would have done it a long time ago."

Billy is about to start shouting again when your front door opens.

"Hey, you okay? I heard shouting."

It was Randy.

All three of you looked at each other. You were currently in the living-room and had no time to hide them.

I guess he was right. The pass would eventually bite you in the ass.

Randy comes in from the front hall and sees all three of you. Stu still trying to talk Billy down, you looking at Randy with a horrified look on your face, and Billy now still with his fist around the fabric of your shirt.

"Randy-I-" you start, "I can explain-"

While Randy might not have been the smartest in his class, he wasn't a complete idiot. He knew Billy and Stu's faces anywhere. And made even worse was that Stu no longer had piercings which made him look even more reconcilable to the all familiar Randy.

A chilling pause flows through the air as he processes on what he had walked into before he leaves, not saying anything.

You push away Billy again before chasing after Randy.

"Ray! Look-I- I know what it looks like and I can-"

He cuts you off. "Explain? Yeah, I sure as shit hope so."

You nod before taking in a deep breath. "The fire that burned down Stu's house? Billy and Stu survived it. Stu sent me a note before I had moved out for college but I thought it was a sick prank. I started seeing "Tim" and "James" at college and I thought I was going crazy...until they ambushed me backstage durning rehearsals for the play I was in."

All Randy could muster up is, "holy shit."

"Yeah....then after Mickey Me and Stu patched stuff up and we continued to talk...me and Billy? Not that much. And I pretty much knew they were alive."

"Wait- you knew they were alive?!"

You nod, not daring to make eye contact. "I wanted to tell you, I would have to put it on hold. I was almost sure they would have got caught back in L.A. especially Stu!"

Ray sighs before running his hands through his hair.

"Ray-I-"

"Don't. Don't even call me that. Not anymore."

"I-"

"Does Dewey know you are working with the men that killed Sid? That killed Tatum, his baby sister? Maureen? Casey? Steve? James?"

You don't respond, instead just nodding.

"Jesus christ."

"I know I fucked up-"

"Yeah, no shit."

"Look, I wanted to tell you and I-"

"And what? Huh? Would have told me? Its been almost sixteen years! When were you going to tell me!?"

"Please, Ray-" you stop yourself. "Randy, please. You have to believe me. I did wanted to tell you!"

He scuffs "right. When?"

No answer.

He coldly laughs. "Right. From here on out, don't text me. Don't call me. And don't talk to me."

"Randy-" your voice cracks.

"And I don't want you near my kids. Ever again."

He shoves past you as he leaves you stunned into silence on your own front porch.

I WAS SCREAMING AT YN TO ACT STUPID I WOULD HAVE STARTED YELLING IN MOCK SHOCK LIKE "OMG RAY! THEY'RE ALIVE!" 😱

But srsly I wonder how Billy and Stu feel I'm sure giddy that Ray's out of the picture but also seeing YN devastated is bitter sweet especially for Stu

Excellent writing babe thank you sm!!! 😭💘

[sp00kyjellybeans]

Why did it have to be you? (Randy Meeks x Reader)

Not gonna lie, I am a total sucker for angst. Something in me just ignites when I read/write a good angst fic.. so I apologize for this : D

Pronouns: Gender neutral, none mentioned Genre: Angst Warnings: Blood mention, death

Randy stared down at Billy’s dead body in a lowly manner. Sidney had just shot him in the head meaning it was over. The long night he had just faced was done. 

When Randy showed up to Stu’s party, this was the last thing he expected. To be living a real life slasher film. He showed up half-drunk and already wanting to go home; he almost did thirty minutes in but something stopped this urge.

Or rather, someone.

Randy had been awkwardly standing in the corner of Stu’s living room sipping on cheap beer when you walked in. As soon as you did he choked and the yellow liquid spilled all over his shirt. He wasn’t expecting you to show up, not at all. Yet there you were, looking insanely hot and standing in Stu’s packed living room. This made his heart skip a beat.

The geek had spent years admiring you from afar and only recently began to act on his feelings (that you seemed to reciprocate, according to Sidney and Tatum... but he wasn’t sure.) Whether it was the look in you ees or the alcohol running through his system, he received a sudden surge of confidence.

Randy marched his way over to you with a stiff grin, “Hey, y/n. What... uh... What are you doing here?” 

You shrugged, your eyes browsing the crowd, “I dunno. Stu told me he was having a party tonight, so I thought why not?” You met his eyes once more but this time, they trailed down to his chest. Randy watched as you stifled a laugh, “I see that you’ve been partying. You reek of beer, Meeks.”

He felt something in his chest flutter in embarrassment. Great. So much for a smooth start.

“Yeah,” chuckled Randy. “I- ... uh spilled some beer. I need to get a towel...” His eyes searched aimlessly for a possible door that led to a bathroom but the living room was packed, making it impossible to get to one. There was a clear path that led to the kitchen. Paper towels would have to do. “I’ll be right back...”

“Get me a drink, would you?” You tapped on his shoulder as he walked past, in which he nodded in understanding.

As he walked to the kitchen, Randy was rolling over your words in his head. You never come to parties. Stu has hosted a good number of bangers and Randy would always beg him to invite you, despite not getting along with Macher that much. The taller boy would comply and do so, but you never showed. Why tonight of all nights? He found it odd but decided to not overthink it. He was grateful to get his chance to finally make a move. Once he successfully shoved past the sea of drunk teens, Randy had found the paper towels. He swiped the thin napkins on his shirt but tiny remnants of the cleaning supplies stuck to the fabric of his shirt instead of soaking up the liquid.

“Great...” He muttered to himself, throwing the paper towels to the side. “Great start to the night, Meeks...”

Eventually Randy made it back to you with two bottles of beer. The more he drank, the more his confidence levels rose. The night went on and he noticed you were beginning to grow tired. The party was starting to die down, it had reached its climax a little while ago, so members of the crowd had either dispersed or left entirely. Randy found this a good time to speak.

“Hey... y/n” Randy slurred and you looked toward him with big eyes. You were always so attentive with what he had to say. He gulped, “I was wondering...”

“Yeah, Meeks?” You tilted your head at him, half-smiling, “Spit it out.”

“I...” He let out a sigh and stared straight ahead, clenching his eyes shut in fear of what you may say, “Do you wanna go out sometime? As in a date?”

He didn’t receive an answer right away. A part of him died a little inside over the fact that you didn’t eagerly reply with a yes. So he opened one eye and turned his head towards you.

“Yes...” You said, a smile growing wide on your face. “I was wondering when you’d ask.”

Randy breathed out in relief. The twinkle in your eye was all that he needed.

Later on, more people were leaving the party. All dancing and blaring music had ceased so Randy popped in a movie he brought from his work and had you leaned against him. Your head laid perfectly against his chest, the smell of your shampoo wafting up to his nose. He loved your smell and how your warm body laid on him, especially when you’d jump in fear from the movie. He would protect you, he thought. He’d make you feel safe... Even if it was just a scary movie. He smiled to himself while you nestled into him; placing a protective arm around you.

A little into the movie, you left the room to go do something. Use the bathroom?He wasn’t sure. Most of the partiers had left by then and there was only a small group watching the movie. While waiting for you, he drunk himself silly and explained the many rules and concepts of horror movies. You would love to hear this, he thought. He continued to wonder where you were.

Then he got the news of Principal Himbry. At that point, the entire group that sat in Stu’s living room left to see their previous Principal’s remains. The geek, of course, was far more invested in the movie so he stayed on the couch, continuing to wait. Had he been a bit more sober, there’d have been a thought as to where you were. All he knew was that he was waiting. But he didn’t think about who he was waiting for.

Not until now.

Where are you? Where are you??

He kept repeating this in his mind. How could he have forgotten about you? Sure, being drunk and the adrenaline from trying to stay alive could have been distracting but he had been waiting for you. No amount of alcohol could have made him forget about you. He should have been worried about you. He was supposed to protect you. There was a murderer out for chrissakes.

Randy zipped through the hallways with his hand on his head. “No, no, no...” He muttered to himself. “Where are you?”

Maybe you left the party. Your parents wanted you home because of the curfew and you left early... But... He would have seen you. You would have told him? Right? A sinking feeling came to his gut as he walked outside. Across the large front yard he could see something in the distance. He squinted his eyes but it was to no avail, he needed to be closer. Randy continued to curse to himself as he pushed through the uncut grass. Every inch he came closer to whatever he saw, his pace quickened. 

It couldn’t be. No... it wasn’t.

His body froze, his legs coming to a halt. Randy’s wide eyes landed on a body that had been impaled and left on a jagged, upright fence post. The thick wooden stake was going straight through many important organs, blood oozing down the raw wood. Whoever’s head that belonged to this body was leaned back in an unnatural manner, the limb was limp from the fact of being dead.

Randy felt himself slowly creeping towards the dead body, refusing to accept anything until he knew for sure. Maybe it wasn’t you? What were you wearing? It couldn’t be you. His feet were heavy with each step. Dread laced through his veins as he leaned over the fence but he stumbled backwards upon seeing a face.

Your face.

He tripped over his feet and fell backwards. Tears blurred his vision.

“No!” choked Randy. He slammed a fist into the ground and stood up once more. His face twisted from disbelief to agony as he squeezed between fenceposts. He knelt down to your level, where your barren eyes stared out at him. There was no color in face when he reached out to touch it lightly, “No...” Randy croaked out. 

More tears spilled the longer he looked at you. This wasn’t you. It couldn’t have been. “Fuck...” he whispered, clenching his fist. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck, y/n!” Randy raised his fist and slammed it against a horizontal fence post several times. “GODDAMNIT!” he roared, crashing his fist against the wood until it was bloody.

“Goddamnit...” Randy said once more, burying his head into his bloody hands. He couldn’t bear to look at you. “I... I was supposed to protect you... Make you feel safe,” he sobbed. “You never go to parties, y/n! Never...”

“Why did it have to be you?”

[ongaku-ato-kakikomi]

Run Away

Author’s Note: This is a series! So if you don’t want to be lost, please check if you read all the precedent chapters! :)

Pairing: Billy x Reader, Stu x Reader, mention of Randy x Reader

Warning: Being captive; psychological violence

Word Count: 1682 words.

Summary: Now that you know that Randy’s not dead, you’re more determined to leave this place.

Masterlist

You thought he was dead. You thought Randy was dead. Every time you would cry out for him, they kept telling you that he was dead. That they killed him at a slow pace to punish him for being with you. And you believed them because they have already killed a lot of people in the past months. You’ve even started to get accustomed to your situation, slowly but surely becoming friendly with the two of them.

Until Tatum said he was alive, and that he was waiting for you to come back to him.

Now all Stu’s and Billy’s efforts are disintegrated, cause all you ever think about is how to get out of this place so you can hold Randy close to you. You’ve also been angrier with them, more aggressive. You’ve started screaming, hitting and kicking, and you’ve almost banged the door open once. You’ve noticed that being kind and submissive wouldn’t get you anywhere, and you prefer dying than never seeing Randy ever again.

Needless to say, your attitude hurts Stu and Billy a lot, especially the blond. He thought you two were getting closer, that he almost earned himself a good place in your heart, but Tatum ruined everything. He hates her for it, even more than before when she kept hitting him and insult him every time he would joke, and he only regrets not being the one to kill her, but at least she’s gone now. As for Billy, he feels betrayed, like Randy finding another way to yank you away from them. Why couldn’t you just accept them and love them? Can’t you see that Randy’s not good enough for you?

And frankly, he’s getting quite pissed off by your attitude.

“Okay, that’s it.” You scream in surprise when he grabs your wrist and yanks you towards the entrance of the house. “I’ll prove to you that he doesn’t love you anymore.”

Your eyes go wide, suddenly understanding he’s taking you outside.

“Stu!” The blond’s head pop out of the kitchen, red licorice sticking out of his mouth. “Let’s go.”

Stu frowns in confusion, then follows you and Billy outside in silence.

“Where are we going?” You ask that question just after Billy pushed you at the back of his car, but he doesn’t answer. “Where are we going!”

Billy turns to Stu. “Get in the back and stop her from doing something stupid.”

The blond nods and instantly sits down beside you, taking your wrist in his hand to prevent you from jumping out of the car later on. As for Billy, he sits behind the wheel, the sound of the car starting making your skin crawl.

“Um, dude, I get we’ll show her something, but...” Stu approaches his face to the dark-haired boy, still confused. “Where are we going?”

“To Randy’s house.”

Your heart stops at those words, and you feel it sink when Stu grins.

“Oooh, okay.” The blond finishes eating his licorice, turning his eyes back to you. “Prepare yourself, babe.”

You stay silent for the rest of the ride, almost crying in pain about how hard Stu’s holding your wrist. And you can’t help but worry a lot about what will come. What are they going to do when you arrive? Will they force you to watch Randy die? Or will they manipulate you into killing him yourself? No, you will not let that happen. You will fight them with every last strength that is left in your body, even if you die yourself in the end.

When they finally stop in front of Randy’s house, you try to take a run for it, but Stu pulls you back by your wrist pretty roughly and traps you between his arms.

“Still trying to run away, huh?” You try to wiggle your way out, but you can only hear Stu chuckle.

“Would have been a waste of time.” Billy turns his head back at you, an evil glint in his eyes. “The house is empty.”

You stop moving, giving him a shocked look.

“What?”

“As soon as you disappeared, Randy and his family left town.”

No… they’re lying…

“Don’t believe us?” Stu takes your chin between his fingers and moves your head so you can look at something specifically outside. “Read for yourself.”

The moving sign standing up still from the ground pushes the tears to come out of your eyes, Stu’s grin stretching out.

“We told you he left you.”

Billy stick his arm out so he can wipe away some of your tears, your mind too in shock for you to react.

“He’s not waiting for you to come back, sweetheart.” Billy smirks, caressing your cheek with his thumb. “He abandoned you. He never truly loved you the way you deserve it. Do you see that now?”

Stu sighs when he sees that you’re still not reacting, and he puts his head on top of yours.

“I think we might have broken her, Billy.”

“No, she just needs time.” The dark-haired boy turns back towards the front and turns on the engine of the car. “We’ll go back home now.”

Stu hums to answer, the blond still holding you tight as Billy drove you back to what has been your prison for weeks and weeks.

Randy left you. Randy left you. Randy left… you…?

No, he didn’t. He wouldn’t do that on purpose. Randy loves you. You know he loves you. Heck, he drove four hours straight in the middle of the night to get you your favorite rare movie at an antique store, there’s no way he didn’t love you.

So this… this must have been his parents. They’ve always been hyper-protective of their children, especially when the murder started. You know they’ve been wanting to leave as soon as they heard the news, but they probably stayed because Randy wanted to protect you too. And when you disappeared, there was no way to know if you got kidnapped or if you were actually killed off somewhere in the woods… so why stay in town and risk getting killed too?

You understand why he left. It fucking hurts, but you understand.

And if you manage to flee and get Stu and Billy arrested, you’ll still get to see him again.

You feel Stu kiss your cheek, and your eyes shut down in anger. You need to get out of this car. Now. Now. Now. Now. Now. Now-

“Ow- (Y/N), no!”

You’ve kicked Stu in the guts with your elbow, then plunged yourself into the car’s door. Next thing you know, you’re thrown into the middle of the road, full-on pain rushing through your body.

“Oh, shit.” You stand up with difficulties, noticing that it’s just trees and trees all around you. “Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!”

Your heart squeeze in panic when the car stops a couple of meters away. You don’t wait for a door to open before you run into a random path in the forest, your breath getting louder and louder the more time you spend on running.

“(Y/N)!” You feel the electricity run through your veins when you hear Billy’s voice, hoping that they can’t see you. “I swear, when I found you, you’ll get one of the worst punishment you could think about!”

You hiss when a branch scratches your arm, the smell of blood already coming into your nose.

“(Y/N), please come back!” Stu’s pleading voice makes you feel uneasy. “Can’t you just come back?”

You would almost feel bad for fleeing-

A car almost hits you over, the conductor managing to avoid you and stopping a few meters away. You fall unto the ground under the shock, noticing that you’ve ended up into another road.

A door opens, and you look up in time to see a young man wearing sunglasses walking towards you in panic.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

You grab his arms in a rush, using him to stand up.

“Woah, slow down. You must be in shock-”

“Get me out of here.”

He frowns in confusion. “Wait, what?”

“You need to get me out of here before they find me.”

“Wait, slow down-”

“Look, it’s too long to explain right now. You need to help me leave.” You start to shake, walking towards his car in a hurry. “Take me anywhere. The police station, the hospital, your house, I don’t care. But we need to leave now.”

“But-”

“Please.” You give him a desperate look, not liking that Billy or Stu could step out of the woods at any moment. “So many people have already died.”

He seems to understand how bad the situation is, and he nods.

“Alright, get in.”

You start to thank him over and over, sitting down beside him and closing the door right when he restarts the engine. You scream when you see both Billy and Stu getting out of the woods, their expressions turning to a panic one when they see you in the car.

“They’re here! Go, go, go, go!”

The man speeds up right when Stu’s about to take a hold of the back of the car, their silhouettes soon disappearing on the horizon. You sigh in relief, starting to cry and laugh at the same time.

“Oh, thank god.” You hide your face behind your hands, almost forgetting about the man beside you. “Thank god.”

“You must have been through a lot.”

You jump up at his voice, then breathe out shakily.

“Yeah… you have no idea.”

The man nods, not letting his eyes off the road.

“So… what’s your name?”

You smile a little, feeling really tired. “I’m (Y/N).”

His eyes go wide. “You’re the girl who went missing two months ago.”

Those words make you face how long you’ve been gone.

“Yeah… that’s me.” You hug yourself, then shake your head. “Anyway… I would like to know the name of my savior.”

He smiles when you say that, turning his eyes towards you for a split second as he answers.

“Roman.” You don’t see the evil glint that passes in his eyes. “Roman Bridger.”