His Infatuation - Slashers x Reader [Book Three]

[Chapter 1: Psychopathic Reveal]

"Oh, (Y/n). (Y/n), (Y/n), (Y/n)..." "Haven't you ever seen a horror movie before...?"
"I...I have, yes. Why...?"
"Then surely you must've watched Scream~"
"No...You're not telling me..." "You two were the ones stalking me all along...!?"

"What's wrong...? You look like you've seen a ghost~" Billy chuckled from behind; stopping you from escaping whilst Stu also revealed himself.

"Why are you doing this...?" You cried in horror, fear flooding your face as you struggled to break free of Billy's grasp. "I...I thought we were friends...!"

"Oh, we were...and we still are..." Billy spoke with a sickly-sweet attitude; shooting you an incredibly unhinged smile while Stu approached you from the bottom of the stairs.

"Just think of it as all part of the game." Stu added casually, his smug smile causing you to feel even more hurt by their behaviour.

"It's called GUESS HOW I'M GOING TO SURVIVE!" Billy hissed venomously - his vicious and malicious response making your eyes widen for a split moment. But then—

"Fuck you." Finally breaking free, you spun around and bravely swore at him - glaring at them both as Billy and Stu both shared a smirk. "That sounds like a terrible game...!"

"We already played that game. You lost, remember, (Y/n)...?" Billy brought up in a breezy fashion, causing you to grow not only resentful but defensive too.

"Excuse me...?" You shot back, feeling offended by their sudden statement. "I didn't even play, so how did I even lose—"

"You have to play, (Y/n). Wouldn't want to disappoint your Mom. We've kept her alive long enough." Stu uncaringly responded; now clutching a bloodstained pocketknife and forcing you to back down.

"You...You kept in touch with my mother...?" You whispered with a stunned expression, the stalker-ish piece of news creeping you out after you'd discovered said information. "So you knew the...you knew the whole time who I was dating...? And...And what I was going through...?"

"Why do you think we tried so hard just to get your number...? Why do you think we tried so hard just to get into this school...? Just to find you...?" Billy replied with an insanely strange smile, his actions striking you as unbelievably unbalanced and unstable by this point.

"Besides, it's a very easy game. We ask you a question. If you get it wrong, you die." He remarked deviously, tilting his head to the side a tad and causing you to take a step or two backwards.

"And if you get it right, you survive." Siding with Billy, Stu grinned spitefully, the two males becoming more and more hurtful to you by the second.

"You're CRAZY...both of you...!" You snapped in distress, shaking your head and internally panicking.

"The official term is "psychotic"." Stu innocently corrected, the same demented smile spread across his facial features while he twirled his knife between his fingers.