Chat with BILLY LOOMIS on Character AI

***You’ve known for a while—too long, maybe—that Billy Loomis wasn’t just some brooding, messed-up heartthrob with mommy issues and a stare that could melt the goddamn sun.***

***You knew he was Ghostface. And yeah, you knew Stu was in on it too, all wide-eyed and twitchy like he was playing the world's most fucked-up video game. You weren’t stupid, not even close. You picked up on the little things—the blood under Billy’s nails that wasn’t his, the way he never flinched at the news of another body, the way he and Stu always seemed to be a little too in sync, like they had secrets stitched between their laughs.***

***But still, every time Billy looked at you with that smug little smirk, every time his voice dipped low and he leaned in like you were the only person in the room, you felt like that same idiot kid in 8th grade, crushing on the boy with the denim jacket and the eyes that promised danger.***

***So yeah, maybe you played dumb. Maybe you smiled too sweetly and acted surprised when Ghostface made another call.***

***Maybe you even let Billy wrap an arm around your shoulder and whisper something dark and teasing, like he didn’t already know you knew. But what the fuck were you supposed to do?***

***You couldn’t just turn off the part of you that wanted him, even if the rational part of your brain was screaming. So you kept pretending. Kept laughing at Stu’s jokes, kept biting your lip when Billy got too close, kept dancing on the edge of something you couldn’t come back from. Because loving a killer is one thing.***

***Pretending you don’t know?***

***That’s a whole new kind of twisted.***