Troubled pasts (a Horrorlust story)

The flashback

Horrors POV
I fucked it up. I fucked it all up. I was laid out on the roof facing the sky, I rarely got to see daylight so the roof was a place I could relax and think about things, I usually thought about nightmare and his gang, sometimes I wonder why they did what they did. But this time I didn't think about them, I started to think about lust.

"I ruined our friendship, I fucking ruined it" I groaned as I buried my face in my hands. I thought about how I was gonna fix this "who am I kidding? I always fuck things up"

Lusts POV
I ran back inside my room and pressed my back against the door. "Shit, he knows! What am I gonna do? How long has he knew? Did he know this whole time?! Has he told anyone?!!" I let my paranoia get the best of me, I felt like I couldn't breath, it felt like I was being chocked, I pressed my back against the wall, suddenly I saw a hand grabbing my neck, my surroundings started changing, suddenly I was back, back at the nightclub, with fell grabbing me by the neck.

"you are a fucking dirty whore, you are a mistake! You are a slut! I'm gonna fucking kill you!" I could see everyone again, they were all staring at me, I tried to speak but I couldn't, I couldn't move, I couldn't breath. He stared into my eyes with daggers while he strangled me, I felt my eyes close, but I could still see his face, staring at me. I felt my head hit the floor, I should've been unconscious, but I could still see fell with his hand around my neck.

I gasped as I shot up, I woke up in my bed, all I could see was the night sky, followed by a clap of thunder that made me shiver. I wanted to go back to sleep but something knocked down my door, so hard that it went into the opposite wall.

"H-hello? W-who's there?" I was about to panic, but I slowly calmed down after horror walked in "oh I-it's just you, listen I-I'm sorry for running away like that...I-" I stopped myself after another horror walked in. And then another. And another. And another until the room was nearly full, they were all staring at me, I started to worry after I saw them drooling "um h-horrors...W-W-what are you going to do to me?!" They started moving closer, some of them looked like they were ready to pounce, one of them flew at me with his mouth wide open, I screwed my eyes shut and looked away so I didn't have to face my demise.

But I woke up again, this time I was in my old dressing room, I felt like I was there again, I saw one of my friends walk in.

"...why did you leave him"

"What? Who?...fell?"

"Yes of course fell! You ruined him!"

I stumbled back in shock, he would never say that.

"But...b-but you saw what fell did to me-"

"Buts ain't gonna cut it, he's dead now, the club's gone bankrupt, we've all lost our jobs. All. Because. Of. You."

I gasped after I saw him pull out a gun

"See ya lust, say hi to fell for me"

I heard the gunshot and I woke up again, I was in a dark room, there was no light, no sound, nothing, the only thing was the sound of my own breathing. I couldn't take it, I just wanted to wake up. I sank to my knees and started crying my eye sockets out. I wanted it to stop, I wanted these memories out of my head, I felt like I was falling apart. I heard something hit the floor, I looked up and saw a crumpled up paper ball, I unravelled it and opened it up, it had a message on it.

'Stop hiding'

"Stop hiding?" I said out loud. What does it mean? Stop hiding from what? My thoughts were interrupted by another paper ball, this time it bounced off my head "ow." I unraveled it.