Heather Duke x Reader

9

I wake up with a start. My head is pounding. I try to sit up I look around my surroundings and realize I'm tied up on my side in the trunk of a car. Wait, what?! The car rumbles to a stop and everything is silent for a moment. Then, the trunk door suddenly opens and I yelp in fear. My eyes meet to see Heather Chandler once again. She laughs. "The drugs really fucked you up, didn't they? You look like you woke up from a nightmare." "Well, I am tied up in the back of a car!" I thrash around. Heather abruptly grabs some of the rope tied to me and says, "Squirming is useless, you know." I huff in anger and fear. I rest the side of my face on the floor of the trunk. "What are you going to do to me, then? Leave me on the side of the road?" Heather laughs. "You know," She grabs the rope that's against my shoulders and drags me out of the trunk and drops me on the side of the gravel road. "I just might." My heart drops. "I'm just kidding, you fucking freak," she says and I continue to hold my breath. "I'm gonna send you off on a train. All tied up. Across state lines." My eyes feel like they could pop out of my skull. "WHAT?" I exclaim and start thrashing around again. "You can't fucking do this, you're crazy!" She smirks and squats down to look at me on the ground. "Oh. I'll show you crazy." My heart stops. She straddles me to the ground and pulls something out of her pocket: a pocketknife. I start yelling. "No! No! Don't! Please!" I start crying. She starts laughing hysterically. "So now you're a pussy? I thought you were all big. Guess not." Heather swipes at my forearm. I yell in pain. "Get the fuck off of me!" I try to roll her off. She just slams my head to the ground. She grabs my hand and points the blade into my palm. Then, slowly, she drags the knife down my hand. I scream, her laughing over me. Finally, the blade stops, and I'm left with throbbing pain. She gets off of me leans on her car. She rubs her face with the back of her hand, some of my blood getting on her face. Another car arrives and stops on the side of the road. Out of the car comes Kurt. No. "Finally, I've been waiting for too long." Kurt grunts in annoyance. "Had to deal with Heather first." "Which Heather?" I ask. "Oh will you shut up about Heather Duke!" Heather Chandler roars. Heather grabs Kurt by the arm and shoves him in my general direction. "Now do what I asked you to. Get her off state lines. I don't want to see her fucking face again." Kurt walks over to me and picks me up. I thrash around again. "Don't you get it?" Heather Chandler says. "It's over. There's no point in trying. No one is coming for you. NO. ONE. Heather isn't coming for you." She smirks at her last sentence. Tears prick at my eyes. "Fuck. You," I say to Heather, before I'm shoved into Kurt's trunk.

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