Ghostface Billy Novels & Stories

I can’t contain myself from agitating in excitement right now. When the car parks in the front yard, I hopped out quick and rushed running to the living room. Billy. My trusted personal investigator, slash my bodyguard, is a reliable man that I can count on whenever I need something—some sort of information or the deeper context about someone’s life. And now, I will be hosting the truth about my life. “Billy!” I called. He was sitting on the couch as he patiently waits for me. We both smiled at each other. I don’t know why but as I sat on the sofa in front of Billy, the living room’s air came thick.

There’s nothing special about his striking blue eyes, almost perfect thin chiseled face all packed up in an impressive six foot-ish athletic body… Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. “You look like you swallowed a dildo.” Billy said showing a fair amount of concern in her voice that didn’t match the mischievous look on her face. I snickered. As messed up as it was, Billy seemed to be enjoying the whole thing. “It’s not funny.” I winced. “There's no part of this that’s funny.” Billy snorted. “You're just being a Grinch because it’s happening to you.” She was right. In order to save the little sanity I had left, I took the coward's way out by running away to the safety of my room.