Psychopaths (SCREAM 1)

Chapter 4

Billy's POV

I couldn't believe my eyes looking at her but there she was sitting next to me, a smile so bright it could blind me. She was so captivating. When I saw her at Casey's house I couldn't believe she was back,

She wasn't the sweet shy girl that I knew before she left, I'm not sure what changed her or if it's my fault "Stop staring at me Billy," her eyes focused on the road but you could tell by her tone she was annoyed.

"Last time I checked that's not a crime," I lean back not taking my eyes off her, I'm at a loss the voice in my head keeps telling me to punish her for leaving me but since she's been back I've pushed that voice as far down as I could.

We finally pull up to Amara's house. It was still the same, I practically visited her mother every day since Amara left, I guess her mom became my parental figure.

Flashback

'Just kill him.'

'He thinks your weak, let's turn around and give that piece of shit what he deserves.'

I'm almost completely out of breath as I run, not knowing where I'm going I just keep running. It wasn't until I stumbled upon her familiar street I knew where I was headed. My face aches as a new bruise appears adding to the many collections I was now keeping in my head. Bruise forty-nine and counting.

'It wouldn't be this way if you just slit his fucking throat.'

I ignored the voice in my head. Pretending as if it wasn't there like I always did. I knocked on the familiar door knowing she was not there but this was the only place I felt at peace.

I knock on the door hard and fast before stuffing my hands in my pockets to get my hands to stop shaking. Only a few moments go by before the door is opened. Her deep brown hair slid off her shoulders as she wrapped her arms around herself. She was a mature version of her daughter except with brown eyes instead of the hazel I grew to be obsessed with. She gives me a small smile before deeply frowning, I'm guessing she noticed my bruise. I wanted to say something... anything but before I could she pulled me into her warm arms.

"You are so strong," she whispers, cradling me as if I were her child. It should be my mom holding me. It should be my mom comforting me. I feel my anger spike. I clenched my fists so hard my nails sliced into the palm of my scar.

I pushed her away leaving the house. She calls my name but I don't turn back... it's better this way.

'You know what you have to do'

"I know what I have to do," I mumble repeating the voice whose laugh echoes in my head. That voice that's been in my head since that night.

My hands itched to kill again.

Flash-back

Amara shakes my shoulder bringing me out of my memory. "You okay?" I nod following her into the house with Stu. Amara leads us in throwing down her purse. "Where's your mom?" I ask.

"Working late shift, " she replies grabbing her landline phone. Stu gives me a smirk before walking next to her. "Yay we're getting pizza," Stu says excitedly trying to take the phone from Amara who's trying to order.

I try to hold back a laugh at how short she was compared to him. Stu now had the phone and was holding it over her head while trying to order the food.

I laugh out loud when she pouts then she turns her furious eyes to me. "You think this is funny?" grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs.

"Shit am I in trouble?" I ask teasing her, while staring at her ass. Yeah, I have no shame.

"Shut up you are helping me find a good scary movie," she says trying to push me in front of her but I plant my feet making it hard for her to push me.

"God Billy!" she groans letting me go, I laugh grabbing her waist and pushing her roughly against the wall. "Aww, you're cute when you're mad," she teases as her hands land on my chest. This feels right.

"Keep it up I'm about to get real adorable," I took her over a sly smile crossing my lips. It's so sexy when she tries to be serious.

I gaze at her pink lips getting the urge to kiss them, looking back at her eyes I catch her gazing at my lips too. "Mmm no," she warns pushing against me but I don't budge. Having her back is gonna make things difficult. I've never wanted anyone so bad in my life.

Her touch ignites a fire I've never felt before, I just wanted to take her to her room tie her up, and make her scream my name over and over.

"What are you guys doing?" Stu says teasingly coming up the stairs. She removes her hands and the fire is immediately distinguished. I feel my anger rise and immediately want to punch something. Damn you Stu.

"Nothing," Amara answers blushing red, stepping away from me. I tried not to let it hurt me but it did. I hate that.

Stu walks up next to me, taking my anger out on him I hit him when she's out of our sight. "Why?" he asks holding his shoulder confused.

"You know why," I say going in the direction Amara went.

When I went across the corner I realized I was in her room. It was the same as when she left. I figured it would be since her mom always kept this door locked. I looked over at her dresser to see a picture of us and picked it up we were so innocent then, we were ten Amara had her arms around my neck smiling big at the camera while I had a light blush trying to get her arms off me.

In the far back, you could see Stu hitting Randy in the head with a football.

"That's my favorite." her soft voice says behind me admiring the picture. I turn to see her standing with a tall stack of VHS tapes. "Those all horror?" I ask impressed.

"Some are Disney." I immediately give her a disapproving look already having second thoughts about being there. "Oh come on. I'm practically already in a horror movie." She says laughs but it's awkward.

You have no idea.

We spent a few minutes looking through the VHS tapes trying to pick one, for the first time in my life I didn't care for a scary movie, I couldn't keep my eyes off her. Was I obsessed? Is it crazy that I want to always be around her and kill anyone who even looks at her wrong?

"Pizza's here," Stu yells from downstairs. I go to walk out of her room but she stops me from putting the VHS tapes against my chest. "If you won't pick Disney, you pick the movie." She walks away joining Stu leaving me alone in her room.

I sat the tapes down and started going through her drawers, all her night clothes were satin or lace. I'm dying to see her in every last one. If I find out she's worn these for anyone else I'll hunt him down and rip his eyes out of his sockets. I couldn't let them live knowing they saw her.

Knowing I would visit her tonight. I picked out the one I wanted to see her in.

I started looking through the tapes before going downstairs, I was going to go with Child's play but I noticed Coraline sitting right under it. Coraline may have been her favorite scary movie as a kid but before she left it became Carrie. I honestly couldn't remember watching it.

I came down the stairs to see Stu and Amara already eating pizza and trying to hook up the VCR. I lift the tape indicating I picked out a film.

Stu picks up the pizza box trading it for the VHS tape in my hand. Amara peaks from behind Stu's back looking at the tape. "Coraline. You remembered,"

"I love this movie," Stu says excitedly going to put it in the VCR.

Amara gives me a look I can't quite figure out as she sits on the couch. I come to sit by her as close as possible inhaling her vanilla scent. She looks like she's about to say something but Stu lays sideways on top of both of us; His upper half on her lap and the bottom half on mine. Amara lets out a groan.

"Your fucking heavy. "I breathe out annoyed pushing him a little.

He turns to me with an offended look, "you calling me fat?" he asks.

"Yes," I answer with no hesitation. Stu makes a pouty face. "I would've never called you fat." He mumbles.

I rolled my eyes and tried to pay attention to the movie but all I could focus on was the girl next to me, I refused to look away afraid she would disappear at any second. She catches me staring and leans on my shoulder.

"You've changed." She points out, I feel Stu tense but his eyes stay focused on the TV.

I try not to show any emotion at her statement, "How?" I ask curious.

"I don't know... but there's something about you." She says the last part more to herself than to me. She snaps out of her thoughts and turns toward me.

"How's your dad?." She asks, which automatically makes my blood boil. "Maybe we should watch the movie." Stu points out nervously trying to change the subject. I take a deep breath in, before answering. "Still a man whore and a drunk."

She gives me a sad look before focusing back on the TV. Stu starts wiggling trying to get comfortable putting more weight on us. "Get off," I push him off us with no regrets.

Amara instantly starts laughing and hearing it made my chest grow lighter.

"Ow." Before Stu could get up, a bat that was leaning against the couch ended up falling right above his head.

He grabs it looking it over. "You secretly play baseball," trying to do tricks with the bat.

Amara quickly takes it from him, "Stop it before you hurt yourself, and no I don't play baseball; it's for protection."

I raise my eyebrow at that. I'm pretty sure I've killed all the people she needed protection from, but I had no problem adding more people to the list.

"Her name's Betsy." She says admiring it. Stu gives me a startled look.

"You ever use that on anyone," Stu asks nervously. I looked at her wanting to know too, but her whole aura changed, a darkness glided over her eyes as she stared at the bat as if remembering something.

That darkness...I want no I need a taste of it.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" She says, before pretending to hit Stu who over dramatically flinches. "Relax Stu, Betsy's not for you." She says patting his face trying to calm him down.

"This is supposed to be under my bed, be right back." I smile at her as she walks up the stairs, when she's fully out of hearing range I grab Stu by his collar. "Will you relax?" I pull him into the sofa but he twitches.

"I can't." He replies whispering, getting up back up. he paces a few times before shaking his head "She's different Billy we gotta call this thing off."

"Why the fuck would we do that?" I question trying to be quiet. "I don't know about you, but I don't want a bat to the nuts." He replies holding his area as if she hit him. I roll my eyes and hit him in the back of his head.

"Do you think she's like this because of Steve?" I question, feeling angry just saying his name. Stu sits down staring at the stairs before replying. "Wouldn't be surprised if she was." The first time I saw Amara when she came back wasn't when Stu was holding her in his arms it was hours before when Casey threw a party for Amara but she was hiding away from it in Casey's room where I hid in her closet. I had to watch as Steve's slimy disgusting hands touched her, the moment she stepped out of the room I grabbed him.

"Wish I could kill him all over again," I mumble more to myself than Stu. I love nothing more than to split him wide open again. I try to ignore the hunger I feel to kill in my chest, it happens whenever I think of my mom, my dad, Sidney.. honestly everyone but her.

Amara comes back down the stairs. Stu quickly gets up holding out his hand for her to take as she descends the stairs. "Madame," he says, she takes his hand laughing and I could've sworn I saw a light blush.

I tried not to feel jealous of someone else but me make her laugh. She lets go of his hand and sits by me. "You okay?" She asks looking up at me.

No... hell no "Yeah" I breathe out.

The rest of the movie we watched in silence or at least I tried to watch. Every bone in my body was telling me to screw the plan, kick Stu out, tell her I love her then make her mine. Whenever she's around I don't feel the hunger to kill and that scares me... It shouldn't but it does. She's a weakness.