PURITY

𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧

(Shawn's point of view)

I sigh as I put the fire extinguisher back where it goes and wipe the sweat off my forehead. Sid is always getting us into unnecessary trouble.
I walk over to the sink and wash my hands, counting twenty seconds in my head before turning off the tap.
I walk back into the kitchen and notice the guys sitting at the breakfast nook. They pass toaster waffles between each other.
I take my seat at the table and Paul hands me a plate of waffles. I thank him as I tuck in.
I sit there quietly as the guys talk amongst themselves, my mouth too full to join them.

"Joey sure takes a long time to shower," Sid chuckles as she looks down the hall.

My eyes go wide and I stop chewing. I swallow quickly and stare at Sid.

"Wait what?" I ask him, hoping that I heard him incorrectly.

"I let Joey take a shower because he smells like a trash can that hasn't been taken out in a week," Sid chuckles as he stabs his fork into a waffle.

Corey snickers and Paul laughs.

I feel my heart sink into my stomach as I realize what Sid has done.

"Sid," I gasp as I stare at him in disbelief.

"What?" Sid questions as he smiles at me.

"You left Joey, my prisoner, unsupervised, in a bathroom with a window!" I panic as is stand up, my chair flying back in the process.

Sid's eyes go wide and he suddenly looks down.

"You don't think he escaped, did he?" Sid asks as he taps his nails on the table.

With out reply I rush down the hall and stop in front of the door. I jimmy the handle and soon realize he locked it.
Smart bastard.
I stand back and run at full speed, smashing my body weight into the door. The lock clicks and the door swings open causing me to fly into the wall inside the bathroom. I groan as I reach up to hold my throbbing head. I feel a wet substance coat my hand so I bring my hand down to inspect it. My crimson blood coats my fingers and I can feel blood trickling from the wound.
I shake my head and look at myself in the mirror, blood streams down my face and slowly towards my eyes.
I shake my head, I don't have time for this.
My hands reach for the shower curtain and I rip it back. Just as I suspected the water is running but no one is showering underneath it.

"That little-," I grumble as I stomp out of the bathroom and towards the front door.

I speed walk through the house and past the guys.

"Shawn! You're bleeding!" Jim shouts, his voice laced with concern.

"Yeah, yeah. It's just a little blood. We've got bigger problems," I groan as I pull my boots on and tie the laces.

"I've got to go find Joey!" I shout as I open the door and slam it.

I rush down the path not bothering to grab my truck. I'm filled with rage and that fuels my steps.
Now all I have to do is find Joey, he couldn't have gotten far due to his injured legs.
I head into the woods. Stupid people in horror movies always run into the woods thinking that it's a safe place to hide. When I was stalking Joey I saw him watch many horror movies. He would watch them during the slow hours of work or at night before he went to bed. I bet he went into the woods.
I smirk to myself at the thought of Joey cowering in fear a he hides up a tree or in a small cave. Joey is smart but not as smart as he thinks. I know these woods inside and out so I take a left turn and start heading towards a nearby stream that has several caves off to the side. Joey's going to get tired really quick since I've only been treating his injuries for a day or so. A cave would be the perfect place to lay down and wait things out.
I smile as I hear the water from the stream flowing gently. I run my hands through my hair. Sweat and blood coats my face as I near the stream.
I stop in front of the water and look both ways. There's two caves to the right and two to the left. I hop over the small stream and walk to the right so I can start with the farthest caves. My boots crunch against the grass and leaves as I chuckle quietly to myself. I'm sure I look insane with blood pouring from my skull, sweat dripping from my face, and a grin tugging at my lips as I enter one of the caves.

"Joey! Come out!!! Come say hi to me!" I cackle as I look around the cave. My voice bounces off the walls.

I look behind a couple of rocks as I venture deeper into the cave.

"Don't be shy Joey. We both know you're in deep trouble for what you've done," I say as I walk to the back of the cave.

I don't see Joey anywhere so I walk out of the cave and rush over to the next one.
The next one is smaller in size but has many nooks and crannies, perfect for Joey to hide in.

"Joey! I'm going to find you! There's no point in hiding," I chuckle. I find this way too amusing.

I can't tell if it's because of the blood loss or if searching for Joey is genuinely this amusing. I wipe some blood from my eyes as I look into a crevice.

"Joey! You're probably in here! You might as well come out! I won't hurt you if you come out but if you make me find you I'm going to break something of yours!" I threaten as a smile tugs at my lips.

Full psychotic hysteria.

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(A/N): Written by me!!! Thanks for reading!!!
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