UNKNOWN CALL -
Billy Loomis x Transfer Student!Reader
summary: billy stalking the transfer student who moved in Woodsboro at the wrong time.
Warning: stalking, vouyerism, smut, blood kink, violence, blood, p in v sex, oral fixation, spying, possessive, roughness, mild manhandling, mild degradation, unprotected vaginal sex, oral sex, masturbation, cheating, dark content
a/n: IM BACK! i went AWOL for so long. I missed you guys! I know it’s been a while. I’ve been obsessed watching Scream and Billy Loomis is my new fictional crush. I hope you all enjoy!
Casey’s death spread in throughout the town, even in Woodsboro High School. Girls and boys alike went straight to their homes, while the reporters and cameramen scattered around the grounds.
People were getting scared. Reporters interviewed and intervened as the police men began to search and investigate, hoping to get more evidence. Due to the murder, all stores were shut down in a strict curfew.
When you got transferred into Woodsboro High, you introduced yourself into the class. Everyone gave the same boring expression, except for one guy, Billy Loomis, with a glum expression in his eyes gained a little sparked when he first saw you, the transfer student, who’s bright and ambitious.
His bored posture straightened, and his pout turned into a subtle smirk.
Little did you know you came here at the wrong time.
Casey’s death was still cold. By the end of the class, the group went and discussed by the fountain—all five. While Randy was making theories about the death, Tatum theorized regarding to the killer being a female. Stu carelessly throwing words here and there as Billy was mindlessly focusing elsewhere, almost bored.
“Stu was with me last night,” Tatum defended, and someone else was with us, too that night—oh there she is. Y/N!” Tatum stood up and waved.
You were walking around the ground, in a call with someone. When you look up, you waved back at Tatum in excitement, rushing towards the group.
“Y/N, really?” Stu looked at Tatum in disbelief.
“She’s been a great help when it comes to homework and knows what goes well with the hangout.”
As you approached, Billy held a soft gasp, taking a long examination of you clad in sleek outfit in turtleneck in pastel violet and frilly skirt with white kitten heels.
The first time Billy saw you beforehand, he thought you looked perfect in cherry red and black with ribbon on your neck. From head to toe, you were immaculate. From head to toe, you we’re innocent, in a way you’re oblivious to your surroundings.
You’re a transfer student, who came in at the wrong time—a day before Casey’s death.
“Speaking of hanging out, Stu was with us last night. Do you recall that?” Tatum asked you.
“He’s there with us last night,” I said to Randy, then facing them, which Tatum slapped Stu and Randy simultaneously as a victory. “I was watching a movie while you guys were too busy making out.”
“We’re too busy making out because it’s a Disney movie,” Stu protested, whining.
“A Disney movie!” you said incredulously. “Nothing wrong with the cartoon classics! And I want something light but you kept on insisting with horror thriller! And Tatum want an action movie.”
As you find yourself giggling, Billy’s eyes lingered onto your figure, hoping Sidney wouldn’t notice.
Hearing the sound of your laughter, it was…authentic. Other girls would approach him in a ditzy laughter, no fun, but, with yours it’s real, not a poser.
“Aren’t Disney movies, like for children? We’re adults now,” Stu was pumped up.
“Um, we’re still in our teens. Nothing wrong with that,” you said. “Besides, I’d rather watch something that’s light.”
The moment your eyes met Billy’s, it created a spark once more in his heart, his mind reeling on a more…bloodier aspect of you.
His eyes darkened, and thought you looked better in red.
Billy gave a small smile at you, hoping you’d notice and smile in return.
As you did, it was a glimpse.
Billy knew you’re way innocent.
“Anyway, I gotta go now. Do some homework and watch tv. I’ll see you all later,” you said, approaching Tatum for a hug, and waved goodbye as you leave.
Billy deeply glanced the way you sashayed with your hips with confidence, something his poor, another innocent girl, Sidney lacks.
The way he flinched after Sidney gave him a goodbye kiss and left after Randy and Stu were making poor puns of a corpse while eating their food.
“Liver alone,” Stu said, cackling like a howled monkey.
Billy looked at the sight to where you’ve gone, your figure disappeared in the sight under daylight, and felt a heavy sigh heaving from his chest, and released a softer version from his lips.
He’d never want you to leave.
In fact, he’ll make your mind change.
+++
In the next few days, people were still talking of the murder, and Randy worked at the store, stacking new VHS tapes of the rom-com genre, when Randy rambled on and on about how everyone could be suspect, it caught everyone’s attention as well as Stu mocked Randy. And when Randy expressed his likes for Sidney, Stu told him he doesn’t stand a chance, despite Billy was busy talking to other girls, eyeing on him while he’s eating a gummy candy he bought from the candy store.
When Randy went ballistic, Billy and Stu cornered him, commenting about how Randy used the word “millennium” wisely before Billy heading back to his usual routine, watching anyone who might suspected him.
And in his hopes, hoping they were none.
Entering, you returned a Disney film and went into another section to grab another flick to watch—rather use as a background noise for homework and cleaning.
At the aisle, you looked for a film, Interview With A Vampire. You read the book seven times and your curiosity peaked when there’s a film version, starring Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt. You’re so occupied in your world, you didn’t realize Billy was standing behind you.
“Oh—hey watch where you—” realizing it was Billy, who flicked his brow up at you, you said, “sorry about that.”
Billy slicked his greasy hair back. “No worries. I was in the way…” His eyes darkened, monitoring your figure and saw a peek of your cleavage when you grab the last copy of the Interview with a Vampire. Billy examined your attire, it was all black—leather and short, with your cropped shirt studded with spikes, and a leather mini skirt with fishnets. You were wearing a choker with studded spikes and roses, with a ruby stone placed intact at the center.
You tucked a strand behind your ear. “What movie are you looking for?”
Billy couldn’t function for a moment. “I was busy looking for…”
Your brow quirked. “For?”
“A film, like that,” he said, pointing at the copy you’re holding.
“Oh this?” you lifted the flick. “Yeah, I want to switch it up for tonight. I thought about what Stu said. I must be so lame, watching Disney films,” you giggled, shying away.
“Are you into vampires?”
“Yes. And werewolves and witches,” your smile gleamed. “Gothic movies are my thing.”
“We could try watching a slasher film. In fact, I was about to get one,” Billy insisted.
“Sure, I have to watch this movie first,” you said, despite not liking slasher or supernatural movies.
Billy nodded hesitantly. “I see. Have fun with your film.” He chewed on a chewy candy.
You stared at the gummy candy he was holding as soon as he plucked the last piece.
Billy noticed.
“You want it?” he asked.
He liked the tasted of the gummy flavored candy due to the sweetness of corn syrup.
“No, it’s okay,” you said, your hand waving it off.
Billy placed it on your hand while clasping your wrist with the other. “You can have it. I got full and tired from trying to search a movie. I’ll see you later.”
“Yeah…See ya.”
You stood there, looking dazed as he walked away, not realizing Stu and Randy were watching both of you.
+++
After settling your homework, you gone out into the kitchen and made some light snacks—two packs of Lay’s potato chips, gummy candy you recently got, and a grabbed a drink—Sprite, and a leftover chocolate cake to speed up the process in homework and extra credit.
At home, it was slightly humid, but you turned on the AC, cranked it down to level 70, as you changed your girlish clothes to a tight-fitted clothing. A white cropped shirt with mini black sports shorts with two white stripes on the sides. You locked all the doors, and turned on the lights—inside and out.
Setting the VHS tape of Interview with a Vampire, the phone rang.
After placing the remote down from turning the volume on, you answered the phone call.
“Hello,” you greeted with a smile.
“Hello, (Y/N),” an unknown voice answered.
Your heart stopped. And turned around. Your parents weren’t there yet.
“May I ask who’s calling?” you said with confidence.
“Someone who’s interested in talking to you.”
“Uh-huh. I’m sorry I’m actually busy doing something right now. I have no time for idle chat.”
“Watching a movie, I assume?”
Your heart stopped again. “Yes...I was..”
“So what movie are you watching?”
“I’m watching a movie, one with Brad Pitt in it.”
“Ahh, so you’re into hot older men,” the unknown caller intrigued.
“Well, actually I was more into vampire-looking men,” you remarked. “I liked watching movies that particularly interesting to me.”
“Sounds…interesting.”
You cleared your throat. “I’m sorry, my movie’s about to start.”
“Are you with your boyfriend?”
“I don’t have one.”
“You wouldn’t happen to be watching…Interview with a Vampire?”
Your heart dropped again. You were about to scream.
You stepped into the living room, covering the TV. “Um, seriously, dude, this isn’t funny. I haven’t had a cup of coffee since this morning. I’m in a caffeine addiction. I need myself to keep up all night and I’m super-duper hungry. Don’t fucking test me when I’m not on caffeine mode.”
“My, my,” the unknown caller mocked, clicking his tongue. “Aren’t you the feisty one?”
“What do you expect? Me screaming? Or calling the police? I know you don’t want that shit. Nobody wants to get a permanent record.”
“Ah, smart girl. I was starting to think you’re like any other girls,” he bemused.
“What do you want? Do you want money? Jewels? Drugs? You want my dad’s expensive watch that costs $1000? Fine, I can offer you those. Although not drugs because drugs are bad and I don’t think it’s healthy to use drugs.”
The unknown caller howled in laughter. “I want none of that. I want to play a game with you.”
You paused, weirded out.
“Is this some kind of a—”
“Question one. What’s the name of the infamous killer in the film Halloween?”
“What? I never even watch horror movies!”
The unknown caller. “Uh-oh! Somebody’s in trouble~” he said in a sing-song voice.
“I’ll give you money,” you insisted, urgent.
“I told you, you stupid slut. I don’t want your money. Answer my question.”
“Um…” you tried to think, hand pounded at the back of my head. “Michael…Michael something…Michael Myers! I know he killed his sister, Judith Myers.”
“Good, very good,” he said. “For someone who doesn’t watch horror films, you knew about him.”
“I’ll give you everything you want, you can live in a rich life—you can travel to Aruba or Jamaica, just please let me go—”
“‘Next question,” he interrupted. “What’s the name of the main character in the Nightmare of Elm Street?”
Panicked, I said, “I thought anyone would’ve love money.”
“Answer the damn question,” he snarled.
“Um…it’s the one with Johnny Depp in it, right?”
You haven’t watched the original horror film. But maybe you did just a bit.
“Ahh, older men again,” he bemused. “As expected from you.”
“Come on, dude, let’s talk this out. I can give you my snacks and soda.”
He howled again. “You’re a funny girl, offering a stranger with food, hoping for my belly to be sated. But you’re not going to get away with it tonight, I’m afraid.”
Shit.
“Um, is it…Nancy Thompson?” you guessed.
“Correct. See? I knew you had it in you.”
“Can we just—”
“Final question. If you get this answer correct, I’ll be gone. If you get this answer wrong, you’ll suffer the same fate as poor Casey.”
Your heart thundered.
“Are you fucking serious?”
He chuckled. “I’m serious. I never let my victims go off so easily. Say a word to the police, I’ll fucking rip your guts out—”
Pain seared into your head. “I’ll give you my virginity.”
The phone call went silent.
“What?”
“You heard me. I’ll give you my body. And if you’re satisfied with my offer, then that’s great. Who knows, I might be naked, right now. And I don’t have a boyfriend. Besides, I don’t think anyone is interested in me.” your voice saddened at the thought of you being bored.
The unknown caller didn’t answer.
“But then again, you might be dissuaded with me and—”
“Take your clothes off.”
Huh?
“Take off your damn clothes,” he demanded.
“You can see me?”
He chuckled. “Take it off now, or this offer of yours might expire in a second.”
You shook your head. “Okay.”
Stepping in the middle of living room, you took off your shirt, lifting it, you heard an intake of breath when he saw your underboobs, and when tossed over, he couldn’t believe what his eyes see.
Perfection.
“Good. Good girl,” he praised, he undo his pants, revealing his enlarged cock, jerking.
When you took off of your shorts and thongs, his hand went in fast motion, moaning through the phone.
“Keep going, sweetheart,” Billy encouraged.
Over by the sofa, you spread your legs, unveiling the vibrated toy—after you retrieved it nearby and inserted into your hymen as you circled your clit with the other hand. Head threw back, you moaned aloud, and Billy’s climax was getting near. He didn’t expect a good girl like you to be…bad.
“Keep going,” he said, hand already tired, but his dick was in the closure.
With a final insert, you came in your vibrated dildo.
So did he.
“Ah, that was beautiful,” he commented, his breath ragged. “I never had girls do this kind of performance.”
“Whoever you are, I hope you enjoyed it.”
You hope he wouldn’t spread your explicit show.
“I’ll let you off the hook. For now.”
And then he hang up, leaving you in a total mess.
What will you say when your parents about to go home in the next four hours?
+++
Taking off of his mask, hiding in your downstairs closet, Billy wished he could’ve stayed forever. With a girl like you, he wouldn’t mind keeping you around. But with his plan—his revenge to Sidney, he wanted to kill her so he could be with you, the transfer student.
He’s willing to make you as his for eternity.
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