We suddenly came to a stop.

"Billy," Stu whispered. He sounded a little worried. Billy did not answer. "Billy.... Billy..." Stu continued to whisper with only mere seconds between each word. It was too dark, I couldn't see anything, except for the two outlines of Billy and Stu. Billy was still, almost statue like but Stu was moving around like crazy. Suddenly Stu's body halted. He stopped moving and breathed heavy.

"UAGH," he shouted, it sounded like he was choking on something.

And then I saw it. The figure of Billy had just stabbed Stu in the stomach. The lights suddenly came on as if they were programmed and Stu was holding his stomach tightly. Billy was standing stable, breathing heavily and smiling slightly. I covered my mouth with my hands, so I didn't scream. This was like a filthy horror show.

Stu stumbled forward, blood falling out of his mouth. He struggled to talk. "What the fuck Billy?!" he managed to string together choking on blood.

"Stu. Stu. Stu. Your part of the movie is over. I don't need you anymore," he said, ripping off his black hoodie.

Stu looked over at me, he had this remorseful look in his face. He wanted my help. I didn't know what to do. It's not that I didn't like him, but I felt no urge to help him.

He spat out more blood, "I'm fucking dying! You're a demon, Billy. You're fucking evil!"

Billy nodded his head, looking a little insane. "Stu, you remember that time we watched The Exorcist?" he shrugged his shoulders moving the knife across his mouth. 'The demon is a liar. He will lie to confuse us. But, he will also mix lies with the truth to attack us," he quoted. "You just figured it out Stu. I lied to you and you believed me."

Stu looked lost. Apart from the fact that he was seconds away from dying, he still looked confused by Billy's words. It was obvious Billy was the smart one, he studied his movies well.

"You know, next time you watch a scary movie with me, you should pay attention and take a few notes. That's how I do it," Billy smiled.

"But Billy, what about Sidney?" he said. Before he could say another world, Billy stabbed him hard. He dragged the knife down his stomach line. I saw the flesh split quickly. The blood splattered all over Billy and all over me. If this didn't kill Stu for good, I don't know what would. Stu breathed heavier and heavier. He tried to scream. Nothing came out. He fell to the ground. He was shaking and gasping and abruptly it came to a stop. He was just lying there, in a puddle or dark red blood.

Billy's eyes moved from Stu to me. "I told you we were going to kill someone tonight. Don't look so shocked." He was so calm.

"Is this really happening?" I asked. A million different things were running through my mind.

"Are you scared, Ashley?" he moved closer, staring at me. I noticed his usually oily hair was bloody. "Are you scared?" he asked again with a harder tone.

I looked at him more. It was nice teasing him; I wanted to hear him say it in a deeper, stronger, scarier voice. "No, Billy... I'm not scared."

He came closer to me. His white shirt was smothered in red blood. His face was bloody, everything about him was blood covered. I'm sure I looked the same. In complete silence, he lifted the hooded sweatshirt off me. This meant a lot of the blood on me went with it, except for the blood on my hands and on my face. His hands moved down my bare stomach and over to my hands which were by my side. He wiped blood off it with his finger and stuck it in his mouth. Licking his lips, he smiled.

Any normal person would've thrown up right now but strangely, this was very turning on.

"Are you scared yet?"

"No."

He suddenly lifted me up and pushed me against the wall hard, his lips against mine. I could feel the pain in my back from that thump, it was aching. He was rough and painful with his kiss, but I didn't care. This is exactly how I imagined him to be. I then slipped from his hands and felt my feet back on the ground and he removed his mouth from mine.

"How about now?" he asked.

"No," I said softly, trying to catch my breath.

There was a sudden glow in his eyes. This was it for him. He lifted me up again and spun me around hard. I tugged at his shirt, pulling it off, feeling the wet blood rub up against my body. He moved us to a rigid table and dropped me on top it. He kissed my neck, leaving bruises and marks. I moaned softly. His hands were moving up and down my body, fast and rough. He moved to my mouth and kissed me hard again. He was pushing and biting. I felt a pinch on my lips. He had drawn blood. It was sweet and painful. This made him even more eager. I couldn't believe we were doing this next to Stu's dead body and the scarier part was I couldn't believe this was Billy Loomis.

Before I knew it, my pants were off and I felt his hands between my legs. I knew exactly what was going to happen next.