Psychopaths (SCREAM 1)

Chapter 19

Amara's POV

It took me about an hour to finish getting ready, I locked myself in Stu's bathroom to make sure I didn't get distracted. I was wearing a lace white top, a Jean jacket, and a cute skirt that might've been a little too short. I had already spoken to Sidney and Tatum, they were picking up snacks for the party.

I exited the bathroom only to bump into my blue-eyed best friend. He looks me over licking his lips. "You look good enough to eat." He says making me do a full spin for him.

"Thank you," I reply lightly blushing, I've noticed the way he's looked at me lately and it's only gonna get him in trouble.

"Where's Billy?" I ask as I move to Stu's bed to grab my bag but Stu quickly grabs it. "Why?" I groan annoyed as he holds it above my head. "Because you're tiny." He teases me as he holds it up higher.

That's it. I quickly tackle him to the bed making him drop my purse, he holds onto me as I hit him repeatedly. I tried to wiggle free of his grasp, but he only held on tighter. We began to wrestle playfully, pushing all the blankets and sheets onto the floor, but our play was interrupted.

Stu suddenly yanked off me and slammed me into the wall. Billy stands shirtless wearing grey sweatpants. He groans gripping Billy's hand against his throat he was only using one yet was strong enough to keep him pinned.

"I'm sorry, we were just playing" he choked out

"Billy let him go!"

He smiled and laughed a bit, "Why? I wanna play too,"

"William," I say his name and immediately regret it when he turns to me, I almost fall back as he heads for me. He catches me gripping my chin tight.

"Don't ever fucking call me that again," For the first time in my life I felt afraid of him. I try to pull away from him but he turns my body pulling my back into his chest and gripping my hips tight

"Do you like him?" he asks low in my ear. I look at Stu who's already looking at me like he was waiting for an answer.

"Do you?!" he asked again a little louder, but I was so angry I didn't wanna talk to him. When he realizes I'm not gonna answer he points to Stu. "Don't leave until I tell you to,"

Stu hesitantly nods.

"let's see how long you can keep this silent treatment going," he chuckles before throwing me onto Stu's bed before I can protest he's on top of me ripping my shirt. I gasped shocked but he was already kissing me. I make eye contact with Stu and immediately feel guilty. He leans up against the wall

"You wanna look at your boy toy so badly?" Billy teases against my neck before tossing me to the end of the bed facing Stu before flipping me over he connects his lips back to mine but keeps his eyes on Stu I then realize this wasn't about me he was asserting his dominance.

He kissed me roughly, his hands gripped and massaged everything they could. I writhed with pleasure. Billy grips my thighs and starts lightly kissing, licking and sucking. It felt euphoric I didn't even feel Billy remove my skirt. He stares at my lace panties before ripping them off.

I suddenly remember Stu's in the room and start trying to push Billy away but he wouldn't budge.

"Are you seriously gonna do this in front of him?"

"I'm just proving that you are mine only.. unless you want him to watch?" I feel my face go red but before I can answer Stu chooses to leave the room

"You can be a real dick," I complain kicking his chest, he lets me laughing down at me but doesn't move. I glare up at him. Even if Stu did have a crush on me that's my business and for me to deal with.

"Don't give me that look, I told you the first time we slept together you were mine" he says flicking my nose. He helps me up as the doorbell rings. "Finish getting ready," he kisses my lips before leaving me in the room.

"I was ready," I mumble annoyed looking down at my torn clothes.

I figured if people were arriving I should start getting ready. I wrapped myself up in the sheet and started looking through my overnight bag for a new outfit.

I groan realizing I didn't bring my hairbrush. Not wanting to look a mess, I start looking through Stu's drawers to find a comb or brush.

What I found instead shook me to my core. I shakily raised my missing dagger out of the drawer. "No, no. God no." I hold my head holding back tears feeling so stupid. This dagger was stolen on the second night of my attack.

I set the dagger on the bed and quickly started getting dressed. I tried not to tear up as I started blaming myself, if I stayed would this still have happened?

The door quickly opens revealing Stu with a glass of water in his hand. I jump up quickly sitting in front of the knife. Breathe remain calm. I'd be embarrassed about what happened moments ago if I wasn't so freaked out.

"Thought you'd be thirsty, you look amazing." He says kissing my cheek making me flinch back.

"You okay? I know what Billy did was a bit much" He says awkwardly thinking that was the reason I pulled away "Yeah it was but I'm fine" I reply praying he doesn't see through the lie. His eyes looked like they held genuine concern which just made my heart ache more.

He holds the water up to me but I shake my head denying it. He goes to sit it on the dresser and in that moment I wished I just took the damn water.

I left the drawer open that the dagger was in. Stu pauses setting the drink down hard on the dresser making me flinch. He looks through it then roughly closes it making me grip my dagger tight in my hand.

He slowly turns to me, his aura dark his eyes sharp like a predator. I quickly stand up pointing the knife at him. "It's not what you think, A" he says holding his hands up.

"Typical thing for a killer to say" I scoff trying to hold back tears. I've known Stu most of my life. He gave me advice, gave me my first beer, and taught me how to egg houses. Now I don't know what he is.

"I would never hurt you," he suddenly lunges and I see red.

"stay away from me." I stab him in the shoulder he falls to his knees in pain grabbing the dagger taking advantage I grab his head and slamming it into the dresser knocking him out. Taking the dagger back I send him one last look of guilt I shouldn't feel as I try to leave the house without Billy noticing. There's no way Stu is doing this alone.

I sneaked out the backdoor sprinting through the woods after five minutes of running I was panting out of breath. I hated running.

I ended up coming about a creepy cabin and I would've pushed on but I heard someone asking for help. I'm no hero but I didn't want that type of weight on my conscience. As I got closer the groaning got louder someone was saying help.

I felt relief when the cabin was unlocked but when I opened the door I wish I hadn't. The stench of death and decay burned my nostrils as I looked at the horrible scene in front of me ritualistic runes covered the floor everywhere. In the middle sat Jacob tied up with tape over his mouth.

I creep over to him tried to slowly pull the tape off his mouth but the little punk keeps screaming and moving away in pain I can see why it was put on.

"Hey knock it off, If you want it off you need to stop moving and I am this close to leaving you," I warn he nods quickly mumbling out a sorry. Deciding to quicken things up I tell him I'm gonna rip it off on a count of three but instead rip it off at one.

Before he can scream I put a hand over his mouth. I pat the top of his head telling him he'll live as I go to untie him the door of the cabin is slammed open, startled I jump back almost dropping my knife when a Ghostface-masked figure walks through the door knife in hand and thought I couldn't see his face I could tell he was pissed. Which is insane because I should be the one pissed.

"I'm not sure which one of you it is under that mask but I am royally pissed." I point my dagger at him in anger and he just cocks his head at me like this is a fucking game. He starts to walk towards us Jacob starts rocking back and forth in the chair begging for his life.

I stand in front of Jacob before he can reach him and now that I get a closer look I can tell this is Billy. "Why are you trying to hurt him?" he doesn't answer he just watches me.

I try to pull his mask off but he grabs me quickly by the neck before slamming me against the wall my fingers remain hooked on the end of his mask while I feel a sharp point of a knife against my stomach.

"Do it," I dare, "Make me another meaningless and useless sacrifice," I taunt breathing hard his heavy breathing matching mine through the mask.

"At least have the balls to show your face as you do it," I whisper against his mask. He chuckles before moving his face close I shiver as his mask slides down my neck he pulls off his mask running a hand through his messy hair.

"You think I'd kill you?" he questions gripping my chin.

"I'm not sure what you're capable of," I whisper trying to pull my chin away from him but he feels stronger than usual. My face curls in disgust when I notice what I think is blood on his hand.

"Did you just invite everyone to that party to die?" I ask in disbelief

"Obviously," he says without blinking.

"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not," He shrugs I groan pushing him away hard getting a headache I point to the other side of the room. I take a look at Jacob to see he's passed out.

"Your existence gives me a headache go stand over there."

"Okay just hear me out," he obeys going to the other side of the room.

"Yeah sure I have all the time in the world to listen to a psychopath," I reply sarcastically making myself comfortable against the wall.

"Perfect. Do you remember the first time we met?"