The room was silent. No one spoke. We all just processed all the information. "We'll deal with this in the morning. Oh and, Stu, that blonde chick said to go to room 263," Billy said. "Oh shit! I totally forgot about her!" Stu laughed. He headed towards the door but stopped when Billy called out for him. "Take your key. I don't want to have to get up to let your ass back in," he told him. Stu reached over onto his bedside table and grabbed his key. "Peace out losers," he said, walking out of the room. I shook my head and turned back to the window. "Wait!" I snapped my head to look at the door where Stu was taking long strides towards me. He stood in front of me and looked down. "Are you going to be okay?" He asked. I looked up at him and nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine. Go be whore," I told him with a laugh. "Awesome! Love you, sis," he said, kissing my forehead and ran out of the room.
I laughed and rolled my eyes. Turning to the window I looked out to where I saw the figure standing. I felt arms wrap around my waist as Billy set his chin on my shoulder. "Don't worry about it. Let's go to bed," he whispered. I was still very upset with him. None of this would be happening if it would have just let Sidney go. I moved out his grasp and walked towards Stu's bed. Not like he was going to need it tonight. "Come on, babe. I said sorry," Billy said, grabbing my wrist. I looked down to where his fingers wrapped around my arm and then looked up at him. "Let go of me," I whispered. He let his arm fall with a sigh. "Do you hang out with her often, Billy? She your little side piece?" I asked. "What the fuck are you talking about?" He asked. "You know damn well what I'm talking about!" I yelled. "You can't be fucking serious! You really think after all we went through, I would cheat on you?!" He yelled back.
I really shouldn't push him seeing as I know what he's capable of. "You could be tired of me. Could be pissed because I asked for you not to go all psycho again. Hell, for all I know you could be the killer," I said. Wrong choice. His face was red. He was beyond pissed now. He stalked towards me, backing me against the wall. His hands on either side of my head, trapping me there. "I'm not killing anyone. I made a promise to you because I fucking love you. You're mine and no one else just like I'm yours. I won't lie and say I don't have a list of people I'd love to fucking kill but it's just a fantsy at this point," he whispered in a low growl.
One of his hands came to my cheek and rubbed the pad of his thumb across my cheekbone. "I would do anything for you," he whispered. He leaned down towards me and connected his lips to mine. His other arm going around my waist pulling me closer to his body. He mumbled a jump and I jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist. His hands were holding onto my thighs. Before we could go any further there was a scream that came from outside in the hall. Billy dropped me and walked over to the door and opened it. I stood beside him and looked down the hall. Ashland was running towards us covered in blood.
My heart stopped and pushed past Billy. "What happened! What happened!" I grabbed her by the shoulders. She was sobbing, fear clear in her eyes. "He-- he-- came out of the closet," she sobbed. "Who?" I asked. "The killer!" She yelled. I pushed her to the side and ran down the hallway to her door. I came to a stop and slowly walked into her room. There on the floor covered in blood was my brother. Everything slowed down, a loud ringing buzzed in my ears. My knees buckled and I dropped to the floor. Someone ran past me and was knelt down by Stu. "Call 911!" They shouted but it was muffled do me.
I don't know how long I sat there just staring when someone finally pulled me up off the floor. "Y/N! Baby, look at me," nothing but muffled sound. Medics had come and rushed Stu to the hospital so didn't know if he was dead or alive. "Baby, come on. Look at me. He'll be fine," I finally snapped out of the state I was in and looked up at Billy. "There she is. Come on. Let's go to the hospital," he said. He helped me stand up and walked me back to his room. "We need to get you shows before we go," he said. I sat down on Stu's bed as Billy grabbed my sneakers and put them on. I was still in some kind of shock. He pulled me up and pulled his jacket around me before grabbing his keys and walking me out into the hall.
I sat in the waiting room curled up against Billy as we waited for the doctor or nurse to come and twll us any news on Stu. Billy had called our parents to let them know what had happened. They had told him they would be on the first flight here. The police were interviewing people to see if anyone saw anything and of course questioned Ashland. "Miss. Macher," I looked up at the doctor as soon as I heard my name. "Your brother is awake," he said. As soon as he said that I was up and walking towards the room.
I stepped into the room to see Stu laying in the bed looking up at the ceiling. He must have heard me because he opened his arms. I ran over to him and carefully climbed in beside him. This is what we did as kids, when one of us was sick we wouldn't leave each other's side. "I'm like a human pin cushion with how many times I've been stabbed," Stu tried to joke. "This isn't funny, Stu. You could have died!" I said. "But I didn't," he said. I rolled my eyes and said. "Mom and dad are coming." He was silent for a little while. "Why?" He finally asked. "You were stabbed, Stu!" I yelled and sat up to look at him.
I lowered my voice and sighed. "Remember they think we're innocent victims from the murders back home. Well, I kinda was before I decided to protect your stupid ass. And now it's all happening here. They aren't just going to let their only children stay here while a killer is running loose." This shit is so messed up. How did the killer even know where Stu would be?