I run and run. My friends are way ahead of me, the flickering lights hovering above our heads. I can barely see their shadows. I look behind, and see him. A fucking ax murderer. I scream, and my friends reach the exit, screaming for their lives.
I hear the door shut in front of me, locking me with the murderer.
I hear footsteps coming from behind, as I frantically try to open the door. Shit. I turn around slowly, preparing for my demise.
"Damn man, that was cruel. Wanna get revenge?"
...The fuck? Why haven't I died yet? I look up, to see a hand out in front of me. I see his face. He's smiling. I tear up, and reach for his hand.
"Y-yes, I do..." I whisper through my trembling and crying.
He drops his ax, signalling to me that he wouldn't hurt me. I smile at him, and he smiles wider. What kinda bullshit was pulled to get me here with an ax murderer?
"My name's Ezra, what's yours?" He says.
"The name's Sage." I reply, sniffling.
He motions me aside, and kicks down the door. He takes my hand and leads me outside, into the pitch black night, evergreen trees looming above. He walks through the forest, his loud footsteps overpowering mine. Why am I putting so much trust into someone who just tried to murder my friends? Well, "friends."
I'm lead to what looks like an abandoned tree-house, and I look up at Ezra. He's honestly pretty... hot.
WHAT THE FUCK I MIGHT CATCH FEELINGS FOR A MURDERER
He leads me to the entrance of the tree house, and hands me a dagger. I poke the tip of it, and I start bleeding almost immediately. This is legit.
"Climb up the ladder, I'll take you to my little home."
(author note: yes im starting a new rom-com story, there are gonna be some graphic details later on so uh just prep urself okie
i'll still be working on 10. but it'll take longer for everything to settle in because a lot of heavy topics are included in that, and i need to work on my mental health. so here's this for now, enjoy :))
