9. Tommy Slater

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Running down the school halls, in my blood splattered prom dress along with my friends, screaming as the killer chased us. We've been running left and right trying to hide and get out, but every corner you turn the killer us there in their horrific, blood-splattered mask.

We all stop for a second, thinking we've lost the killer , but hell we were wrong. At the end of the hall, they stood there menacingly, bouncing their axe in their hand.

"we need to buy time so we can run to the exit, it's right around the corner" one of my friends said

"you're right but how?" another questions.

Suddenly, my friends eyes light up, a clear idea. "they want to kill someone right?" the whole group agrees in unison. "then lets give them an easy victim" she says lowly.

We all look around confused, "and how do we do tha-" before i could answer, hands were placed onto my lower back and shoulder blades, pushing me towards the killer screaming.

"TAKE THEM! PLEASE YOU CAN HAVE THEM JUST DON'T KILL US" they take off running to the exit as I sit on the floor shocked and stunned. My friends had left me to die, sacrificed without a second thought, without any hesitation.

I didn't care to run, to fight, I was hurt. So unbelievably hurt by their vile betrayal.

I heard the murderers footsteps getting louder behind me. I waited for the final blow... but it never came?

"Some shitty friends you got there darling" the low voice says.

I sniffle and face them "yeah, they are" I humourlessly chuckle.

The murderer offered their hand and says "wanna hunt them down?" 

I stare at their hand dumbfounded. Why would they help me? did they know me? did they pity me? or was it something to use as bait to kill me?

"How can I trust you?" I choked

They chuckled and lifted their hand and reached for their mask, revealing their face, in an act of conveying their trust. My mouth hung low in astonishment. He was a man.  A sharp jawline, light blue eyes and dirty blond hair, every feature complimenting another. He smiled and gently pushed my lower jaw shut, blood slightly smearing my chin, i would never have guessed he looked like that.

"c'mon darling, they'll get away" he wrapped his free hand around my waist and hoisted me up. "my you are pretty aren't you?" he murmured to himself.

We both ran around the school, looking for the victims. He had told me that he had sealed the doors and windows, so there's no way they could escape.

Eventually, we found them, cowering away in the library.

"How pathetic" he murmured

They all began to cry and beg for their lives, again a pathetic act. One of my friends had spotted me and began screaming "HELP US! MAKE THEM STOP!" they begged.

I scoffed "Help you? HELP YOU? YOU ALL LEFT ME FOR DEAD! SACRIFICED ME TO SAVE YOUR OWN ASSES! FUCK YOU!" I screamed. I turned my head towards the killer and nodded "Do what you want with them, I couldn't give less of a fuck" I deadpanned.

They all stood there mortified and began to cry again. He looked back at the cowering group, shrugged and said "Business is business" and proceeded to do what he needed.

Business is business? what did he mean by that?

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Hey guys, I'm sorry I'm taking so long to update and that this isn't a teen wolf imagine but would it be more interesting if it was other tv shows and movies?

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