This was requested on Wattpad under slashersloot. I don`t own scream or billy loomis only the plot of the imagine.
THIS PARTY WAS a bust. No one was being interesting and people were just watching horror movies on the tv. It made me roll my eyes and helped me make up my mind to leave. I came here to see if I could make friends, but everyone was so absorbed in everything else that it was hard.
A soft sigh left my lips. Maybe week number four will be better? I thought to myself hating that my parents moved me to this Godforsaken town.
I went to the bathroom first pausing when I went to leave. It was oddly quiet. I could hear the movie still playing, but I couldn't hear any talking anymore.
My hands trembled as I pressed my ear up against the door only to hear someone yell. "Oh, SIDNEEYYY."
I clamped my hand over my mouth to stop my heavy breathing before cracking the door open just a bit. A man stood in the hallway in a dark robe with a mask that seemed to be in a permanent state of sadness, his mouth drooping down in a silent scream. A glint showed that he had a knife in his hand.
"Oh, Sidneeyyyyyyyy," he cried out, his voice being changed.
There was a scream before he grabbed the girl by her hair. I couldn't see where she was hiding, but he pinned her against the wall. He trailed the silver knife down her wet cheek before pressing it to her lips.
"Shh, we have an audience," he said tilting his head slightly. He didn't look at me, but I knew he knew I was peeking out from the door.
Sidney choked out a sob as the tip of the knife into her cheek. "I was going to draw this out, buuttt-" he said dragging out the word before putting the knife into the center of her chest. "I have someone else that I need to attend to. Someone that's way closer to my heart," he whispered before shoving the knife into her chest with force.
He ripped the knife down as her scream cut through me. Tears streamed down my face as I watched him gut her brutally. I shut the door and locked it before scrambling into the bathtub.
Sobs wracked through my body as a gentle knock sounded on the door. "(Y/N)?" the voice modulator called. "I'm not going to hurt you," he sang. I could hear the knife dragging down the wood of the door.
"Go away," I cried out before pulling my knees close to me.
He tutted at me. "I could never leave you alone."
The door slammed making me scream out. He began cackling as he continuously slammed himself against the door. In a moment of bravery, I slipped out of the tub and stood next to the door, grabbing the odd paperweight that was in the room. People had a weird thing for decorations.
Finally, the door gave and the killer stepped into the bathroom making a b-line straight for the tub. He yanked the curtain back giving me the time to smash it over his head. He grunted and fell into the tub as I took the opportunity to rush out.
I slipped on the blood and guts of Sidney Prescott, but thankfully didn't fall. The door was just in my sights as he chased after me, slipping on the blood as well.
Just as I was about to reach the door, he slammed me into the wall using the blood to propel him forward. My head slammed against the concrete, a groan of pain slipping past my face. He flipped me over as he put his knee on my leg to hold me in place, the knife kissing my throat.
"Oh, (Y/N)," He purred dragging the knife in circles. "We're going to be so happy together."
I furrowed my eyebrows at his statement and had no time to react as he slammed my head into the wall. His leather-clothed hand was put over my mouth, a white cloth in his grasp.
It smelled funny and he titled his head in examination as my eyelids drooped. I tried to fight but my body became weak as my head rolled to the side.
When I woke up, I was chained to a wall. The walls and floor were stones and I was laying on a dirty mattress. I gripped the blanket close to me as I took in my surroundings.
I almost missed the person hiding in the shadows. "Who are you?" I cried out before backing myself into a corner. Tears began slipping down my face as the boy stepped forward with a dark glint in his eyes.
He knelt down in front of me and caressed my face as my tears fell freely. "You don't have to cry, babydoll. I will take good care of you," he whispered making me cry out.
He pushed some of my greasy hair back. "Because I love you and you are never, ever going to leave me. Once I know you won't try to escape I'll let you shower."
Billy leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my cheek, lingering for a bit longer than normal. "You're going to be very happy here, I promise."
Then he left me alone with only one lantern for light. I pulled my knees to my chest and began to rock back and forth as the tears spilled out of my eyes.
Billy Loomis was the hottest and most desirable guy in school. Everyone wanted him and here I am chained to his basement wall. Oh My God, did he kill everyone at the party too?
"I wasn't planning on kidnapping you," he said making me jump. I hadn't heard him come back in. "But then you saw me kill her and if you would have told it could have ruined everything. And then there's the fact that I've been in love with you since you walked through those school doors."
"I've been here for only three weeks!" I cried out tugging on the metal chains.
He knelt down in front of me and used the pad of his thumb to wipe the tears. "Yeah, but have you seen yourself? You're gorgeous, sweet, and caring. You are everything I have ever wanted," he whispered before trailing a finger over my lips. "One day you'll understand, babydoll, but for now I'll get you dinner. What would you like?"
My bottom lip trembled at his words, his finger igniting a fire over my skin. "(Your favorite food), please."
"Anything for you," he said before pressing a kiss to my cheek and leaving the basement whistling a tune that was going to haunt me.
TWO WEEKS LATER, he finally allowed me to get out of the chains and gave me a bedroom. I found that we were in a cottage out in the middle of nowhere, our deaths being faked since he lit Stu's house up like a Christmas tree.
For being someone so psychotic, he was extremely sweet to me. Only if I don't bring up leaving the cottage, that is.
At least I'll be able to take a shower by myself and without the chains now. It was extremely awkward with him sitting on the toilet the entire time making conversation with me.
Currently, we were eating dinner while watching the first Halloween, his leg intertwined me. I had to admit, it was hard not to catch a case of Stockholm Syndrome with him. Everything he did was so nice for me, but then again, I had to remember that he kidnapped me.
Billy leaned over to the table to put his plate down before scooting closer to me and putting his arm around my shoulders. I tried to suppress the blush that rose on my cheeks but it was hard when he was playing with my hair.
A sigh left my lips as I put my plate down on the table as well before snuggling into him. I could feel the surprise on his face as I rested my head on his shoulder and relaxed into him.
This certainly was a new development for us.
Stockholm Syndrome or not, I do like being with him. Even before this all happened the few times I spent with him at school was enjoyable. Although, when I say few I truly mean few.
He nuzzled his nose into my hair and sighed happily. I grabbed his other hand and intertwined them together. I could feel his smile and the happiness radiating off of him.
Billy released my hand and used his pointer finger to tilt my head up. Those dark eyes that normally held no emotion were shining right now before he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my lips.
At first, I was shocked before I melted into it. I shifted so I could deepen the kiss, my heart racing. This was the first time he had attempted to kiss me, but I enjoyed it.
My heart began to race at the interaction because I was so confused about my feelings. He pulled away and smiled down at me. "I love you."
I gave him a bright smile because this moment was all I needed. With him looking at me like that it just made my heart race and my body tingle.
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