#tabloidtwit

Her threat made him chuckle but he held up his hands in innocence. "I wouldnt be out if i wasnt a changed man. Im not a teen anymore. People change, i've changed." He lied right through his teeth as he had lied to literally everyone but they all believed the man and here he was back out on the streets. "Its nice to see you too Gale." He winked and walked around her to order a drink at the bar. "Hows your career going?" He asked, taunting her a bit as he asked for a glass of whiskey. "Oh or should i be polite and ask how Dewey is? Sorry. Been awhile since i had to work on my social skills."

Billy blew out the smoke in his lungs from his cigarette and looked at Gale with a shrug of his shoulders. "Is it really company if im just here smoking?" He quipped but flashed a charming smile at her. "Glad to see you arent too upset i didnt want to do an interview." He brought the cigarette back to his lips and took a drag. "So who do you think this crazy killer is?"

he’d  just  taken  his  iv  out  ,  the  need  to  get  the  hell  out  of  this  hospital  overwhelmed  any  logical  reason  for  staying.  he’d  just  heard  from  sam  about  taras’  second  attack  .  .  .  &  dewey.  wes  barely  knew  him  but  the  loss  was  felt.  no  one  deserved  what  they  were  going  through.  &  now  gale  was  here  ,   eyes  try  to  hide  the  pity  within  them  as  he  stares  for  a  moment  longer.  thankfully  he’d  ditched  the  hospital  gown  a  while  ago  &  had  pulled  on  some  outside  clothes.  

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first time for everything ... did g.ale w.eathers have that thought in nineteen ninety-six? before she lost her cameraman, before she became bound to d.ewey r.iley and s.idney p.rescott for life? before she put a bullet in b.illy loomis? ... it never ends. life mirrors art mirrors life mirror art. no wonder these requel freaks think they can write their own script from blood. 

           ‘I guess you think I’m a huge fucking coward,’ and in many ways she was. She’d dragged herself back to Woodsboro the moment her sister was attacked, not taking a moment to conTemplate it. Yet she was now realising that the only sensible move would be to RUN AWAY. She didn’t regret going back, not as long as she could get her sister as far away from this horror town as possible. ‘it’s not that I don’t want to help or do the right thing but I gotta also do what’s right for Tara. You’ve been through this before, you know this feeling that’s going through my head right now. i get that you didn’t run away but don’t you ever think that maybe you’d be better off if you had? How many times have you been shot at or stabbed? I don’t want that for me and i definitely don’t want that for Tara. If that makes me a coward then I’ll own that,’ even if she was still seemingly trying to clear hr name. There was still a level of guilt lingering within, guilt that she was doing right for herself but not for anyone else.

Billy sighed to himself and put on a face before he turned to face Gale. God she was annoying and he didnt like that she was trying to dig so deep into the murders. His dark eyes looked her over before meeting her gaze. "What is it Gale? I told you, im not involved and the cops let me go. End of the story for you."