Dear Em,
(L-LCVESTORIES)

I know it's been quite sometime since we've met or had a proper conversation. I understand your fears. The murders in the town are genuinely concerning. But I want you to know that I'm here for you. Like always, I'll be there no matter what.

Anyways, how have you been? I saw you pretty sad in the hallway the other day and I wanted to talk to you, but Stu told me that you had a test the next period, so I shouldn't disturb you. Indeed, I wanted to talk with you since you're the only girl in the town whom I've ever been close with, whether it's going out to the games corner at the carnival or sneaking out at night and driving to Stu's place. I've never felt the way, with anyone else, the feelings I get when I'm with you. It's just this subtle feeling of affection, of staying close to, of never letting go - when I'm with you. I know you might not feel the same about me, but trust me - you're way too different than the rest. You've been the only girl in Woodsboro who listened to me, laughed at my weird jokes, watched all my favourite horror movies and talked with me, as "more than a friend".

That's so heavenly, to be honest.

Every night, as my eyes close and I drift to my dreamland, I think of you, of us and all our moments. It's all such a cheesy thing to speak about, but such an aesthetic moment to live in. Your hugs, your smile, your cuddles, solving puzzles with you, your soft laughs. That's the purpose of life for me. I've always wanted to be with you, to never let you go and to make sure you took care of yourself, because you're precious, Em. You're so important to me. Everything about you just astonishes me. I'm always taken aback by how beautiful and gorgeous a girl can be, but then I see you.

I remember the first time we hung out. It was by the lakeside, underneath the stars. We had our bag full of Pringles and random snacks that I picked up from the kitchen, haha. Oh what a time. You know something? everytime I think of that day, I get a little emotional. But that's a huge joke, right? Billy Loomis, the horror lover becoming emotional? That's just some farcical comedy! But trust me, it's not. You've been there for and held me close. That's what I value.

I know the murders are brutal and they scare you. But honestly, I'm here. I am never gonna leave you. Whoever is doing this, will be punished and the police will take action against it. Don't be afraid. I know there's a million reasons to be afraid but again, you have me. You always do. If you ever feel scared, just dial the telephone and I'm here or maybe write to me? I love writing letters to you. They seem like a really good way to talk.

I hope you're taking care. I'm here for you, Em. You're gonna be fine. Just don't get panic-stricken. I hope everything goes back to normal and we can hang out again like we used to do.

Yours sincerely,
Billy Loomis.

I hope you liked it !

I'm sorry for being late, em! my school is such a pain in the head. i couldn't write it all. but i hope it turned out well !

Lots of love,
Anurima.