Billy Loomis Novels & Stories

The incessant ringing not only gave them a headache, but also killed the mood. In the end, it was Liam who gave up first. He put on his clothes and cursed, "I'll see who it is!" Regardless of who it was, Liam just wanted them to knock them out. Worried that something bad had happened, Lana quickly followed behind him. When the door opened, Billy ran in, hugging the person who opened the door in tears. "Boss, save me!" After crying for a while, Billy realized that the person he was hugging was a man standing stiff and tall.

Billy walked closer to us, his eyes darting from one person to the next. “We were watching a horror movie before you walked in,” I explained. “Which one?” Billy’s lips rose in a smile. The tense look replaced by laugh lines. “The Hills Have Eyes, we watched both of them.” He laughed and sat on the table facing us. “That scared Joe pretty good too. The first one isn’t as bad as the second.” “What’s so funny?” Joe walked into the room and threw Billy a shirt. “They watched your favorite movie,” Billy said between laughs. He pulled the shirt over his head and picked up the bottle of whiskey on the table and gulped down some of it.

Billy nodded once and walked out of the bar without looking back. The truth was simple, Billy had a ban in LA.He could not enter the city, well not without triggering consequences he had worked too hard to avoid. He stepped outside into the cold night air and pulled out his phone. Then he dialed a number. The line connected quickly. “Yeah?” a voice answered. “I want you to do something for me,” Billy said calmly. “There’s someone in LA.” He gave no more details out loud. Just enough.Then he hung up. —

“Back it all up. We’re blowing the rest.” Soon, Reyes’ voice came through the comms. “Control’s ours. No reinforcements.” Then Liam again, this time with urgency: “Mia!” I ran. There they were. Billy and Forrest Vagaz. Cornered. Billy raised his weapon, his hand trembling. “Don’t come closer!” Forrest didn’t even lift his eyes. He looked defeated. Empty. I raised my gun. Dylan and Liam flanked me. “It’s over,” I said. Billy laughed—bitter, broken. “You think this changes anything?”

So what kind of game was Rory playing at? Billy would figure it out, even if he didn't like the motive. Once all of the weapons were confiscated, Billy had the car towed and they hauled mister attitude down to the station. Billy turned his gaze to the willow tree and marched up there and yelled at Finn to get his ass out. From the look on Billy's face, Finn knew that he was in trouble. "What the hell was that? This is the last thing Lili needs. She doesn't need to be derailed in her recovery by having to live through more trauma! What other creatures are going to pour out from your past and invade our small community?"

Tresh’s compliment did not do much to lift her self esteem either, these days she felt that he was just being polite when complimenting her. At Lilly town state department, Detectives Lucas More and Peter were working as fast as they could to compile a list of potential targets of Billy, the serial killer and psychopath prisoner who was convicted to life in prison for his crimes. Billy had escaped custody that morning after overcoming the prison guard and taking his weapon. In just an hour after his escape, Billy had broken into the judge’s home that convicted him, shot him on the head, killing him instantly. Now out in the wind, the Detectives had to find him before he killed more people.

I stared at the ceiling, "I can talk to him for hours about literally nothing and not get bored. His laugh that he doesn't show a lot, it's deep and beautiful and his eyes light up when he's genuinely laughing. He calls me Bloom like it's my real name and it makes me feel special to him because he's the only one who can call me that otherwise it won't feel right. Every time he stands so close to me and I just feel like I'm going to melt. He cares about me so much, he'll hardly let me drive alone and will give me a ride even if I have my car. He always makes sure I get home safe. When he gets bored while I'm trying to tutor him and starts throwing random things like erasers or pillows or chip