𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔯 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 Your Boyfriend Game Peter × Reader

In the Dark of the night

*******CW: Violence and Blood********

I waited all day for Lucy to come back home so I could apologize for what PJ said. I wanted to explain to her how I never said a thing about that stuff to him. But the words she spat at me made me think back over the last few days with PJ. He just knew too much for someone I'd literally only just met... He knew where I worked, he knew where I go to get away from everybody, he knew about Lucy's late night 'study sessions' he also knew she hadn't been paying rent, which he could have gathered from the Landlord but still...that doesn't explain the rest.
I should go get a plan B....just in case we didn't use protection last night.
The last thing i need is an oopsy-baby with a guy who seems more like a stalker the more I think about him.
I need to get out of this apartment anyway, there's just a negativity hanging around right now.
I sigh resigning myself to what's left of this very tiring day.
I'll get some Fudgey Pops too,
I think to myself grabbing my keys and wallet from my room. I stop still in my tracks noticing how clean and tidy my room is, a chill creeping up my spine thinking about a possible stalker having access to all my personal items.
You're worried about your crummy books and clothes? You literally got drunk and let him have his way with you.
I scolded myself remembering all the bruises and bite marks and scratches that littered my body making me look like a victim of domestic violence.
Well at least if he wanted to kill me he would have already done it...
I shot back before throwing on a hoodie and heading out making sure to lock the door behind me.

Mal Wart Mart wasn't too far from my apartment just about a 40 minute walk. But the sun was once again beaming against me causing the remnants of the hangover to really sock it to me.
I'm never drinking like that again.
I groan inwardly as I finally reach the parking lot, my head absolutely throbbing.
Maybe I'll get a bath bomb while im here, a nice bath ought to help.
Thoughts of PJ holding me against the wall pervaded my mind.
...maybe not...

I gathered my super important items and checked out as quickly as possible
$50 for plan B?! Highway robbery I tell you! Im walking out the door when I catch eyes with someone I almost recognize, they had a hat on that obscured most of their face but when they looked up and I saw the tail tell signs of a brawl splotched across their face I realized instantly it was the man who was in my room.
Oh God, please don't see me...
I didn't have such luck as he locked eyes with me glaring as he walked in the store, I calmly continue my exit losing the urge to look back only to see him fully stopped and turned starring me down even still.
My heart shot into my throat as I walked away as quickly as I could without looking deranged. It was definitely going to be dark before I got home I wasted so much time waiting on Lucy. I tucked my bag into the crook of my elbow and tried to jog home.
Now I'm no track star but I'd rather lose a lung than take my time in the dark after that.

I was wheezing as I came up to my apartment, I tried catching my breath but it just wouldn't come to me.
This...is how... I die...
I think to myself ready to completely hack up a lung. My wheezing is so loud I almost didn't hear the sound of footsteps coming from the direction I had jogged from. They were slow and sounded deliberately loud as they grew closer. I felt a chill run down my spine as I quickly fumbled for the keys in my pocket as I started up the stairs to my apartment complex. The footsteps weren't far behind me as I yanked on the door that would not budge. These doors arent even supposed to lock!!
I scream in my head yanking again trying so desperately to get inside and away from the ominous sounds of someone walking up behind right behind me.
I freeze, unable to move to face the possible nightmare behind me. There's a moment of silence before a loud CRACK splits upside my head as a blunt object make impact against the side of my skull. I cant muster more than a pathetic whimper as my body falls against the wall. All I see are lights dancing in my vision as another loud CRACK strikes atop my head, I can feel hot blood spilling down my face stinging my eyes filling my field of vision with nothing but red and pain. There's a loud thudding sound as the object smashes against my stomach, The force of it pushing an acidic bile up my throat, the bitter taste filling my senses. I instinctively throw my hands up to protect my face and head only to feel the bones in my right arm break as the attacker Swings to hit my head again. All I can do is try to scream against the pain, but no sound would escape my throat. I sobbed at the searing pain in my head and arm as I desperately tried to scoot away. All i could see was a dark outline through the darkness and blood. I shook my head trying to beg for mercy as I used my legs to push myself farther away. The figure brought their tool down hard against my knee. I writhed wailing in pain as I started getting dizzy.
I'm going to die here!
My brain was screaming
"PJ please help me...I don't want to die..."
The figure stopped mid-swing, standing over me dropping what sounded like a metal bat to the ground. I felt my eyes roll back as I started to lose consciousness, in what I thought were my last moment I could almost swear I heard PJ's voice.

"It's okay Darling I got you..."

The pain subsides as everything goes black.