Madness Ghostface x Reader

18. "Only you"

I stepped in the small house after him, the floor board creaking as I put my weight on it.  This house had to be old, I don't even know if you could call it a house.  It seemed more like a cabin.

There was a short hallway before we came to what looked to be the living room.  There was one chair facing a older looking Tv, a small bed in the corner of the room and one small lamp giving off just enough light.

"Is this the only room in the house?" I asked him still standing slightly behind him.

"basically.. There's this room and then the bathroom" He responding before pulling his mask off and looking at me.

The eye contact made a shiver run down my spine.

I yawned, I was getting tired.  It was understandable though because it was almost 3 am.

"Are you tired?" He asked smirking slightly.

"A little.." I responded

"Well stay here ok, I'm going to find you the thing we came here for.. don't touch anything" He said before turning and walking towards what looked to be the bathroom door.

As he walked into the small room and closed the door behind him I was alone in the main room.  I decided to take this time to look around. 

I walked over to the one chair facing the Tv,  It was a old leather chair.  it looked really worn out,  some of the leather was coming off on the arms of the chair.  It did look comfortable though.

I walked away from the chair and starting walking towards the small bed.  It looked barely used, Like it was only there for emergency's or something.  There was one pillow and a thin blanket that looked like it wouldn't do much. 

I started walking away from the bed when I kind of tripped on something sticking out from under the bed.  I looked down to see something that looked to be a small plastic box.  It had two clips of each side holding the lid on.  I looked at the bathroom door to make sure He wasn't watching me before I bent down to get a closer look.

I slid the box out from under the bed before I lifted it up to see how heavy it was. It wasn't a good idea but I decided to look inside.  It wasn't heavy and I didn't think there would be anything in it.  As I quietly undid the clips holding the lid on I saw there was something in it. 

There were about 5-6 pictures printed out of his victims.  Either them with their guys spilled out on the floor or Ghostface posing with the bodies.  It was sickening.  I tried getting the images out of my head as I noticed a few more pictures underneath the ones I had just looked at.

I picked one up to look at it.  It was a picture of me.  I made a confused look.  It was me getting in my car to go to work,  I couldn't tell what day this was taken but it was recently. 

Just then the bathroom door opened and Ghostface walked out.  I stopped him in his tracks.

"What the hell is this?!" I said with a slightly raised voice as I held the picture out to him.

"I thought I told you not to touch anything?!" He argued back as he stepped closer to me

"Don't come any closer!" I shouted tears forming in my eyes.

I wouldn't admit it but right now I was kind of afraid of him.

"Look.." he said looking down at his feet "I'm not going to argue with you."

I rolled my eyes,
"You take pictures of all your victims so does that mean Im the next one?!" I yelled

"No!" He replied stepping closer to be again

This time I didn't stop him,  My vision was blurred from all the tears building up in my eyes. 

Both his hands wrapped around my waist in a hug.  I hugged him back, I put my face in his shoulder and starting sobbing.  I didn't know why I starting crying it just happened.

After a few minutes he pulled away and I looked up at him.

"I took those pictures because I want you, Only you."