The Mind Electric (A Chester X Parker fic)

Chapter 37: Serial Killer

(Tw: Blood, Torture)

It's probably been hours since he started wandering around....
Well, at least that's what it felt like to him.

He's passed the grave about twelve times now, even though he's been walking in a straight line through the woods.

(God damn it...I'm not getting anywhere, am I?)

The wind started to blow harder and the rain continued to pour down....only this time, well, the water droplets started to feel rather....
rough?

"What the? AGH! OW, WHAT THE HELL?!" Parker yelps out, running underneath a tree for shelter.

The rain felt like tiny pebbles hitting his skin at superhuman speed, it also felt like he was bleeding now from it.

(Jesus...how the hell am I supposed to continue on now?) Parker huffs.

*CLANK!*

Parker's ears suddenly rang rather aggressively from a close metal object slamming itself down right next to his head.

The pain of his ears unable to handle the noise caused him to jolt away from the tree, putting both hands on them while hissing in agony.

"Oops, did that hurt? I'm sorry...." A familiar voice laughs.

Parker quickly turned around to see Chester, nightmarish as ever.

His hair was soaked in rain water and blood, along with it being all over the place. If Parker were to joke with him right now, he would probably say something about a bush living on Chester's head.
But...this was seriously not the time for jokes.

His clothes were still a mess as well, now even more holes were torn in them, along with fresh scars trailing down his arms and legs.

On the bright side, the rope of intestines were gone.

Parker quickly came back to his senses, immediately backing away from Chester, but still close enough to the tree so he doesn't get pummeled to death with rain bullets.

He noticed Chester slammed his pocket knife into the tree bark, it was probably the source of that horrible noise that flew through his ears merely seconds ago.

"God...what do YOU want? Just leave me alone, man!" Parker snarls, still rubbing his ears in pain.

Chester's insane smile turned into a sad frown, his shoulder leaning against the tree, "What's the matter? You don't like me anymore?" He mutters.

"I never liked you to begin with! Are you crazy?!" Parker yells, hissing at a water droplet hitting the back of his head.

Chester looked confused....as if what Parker was saying didn't add up to him....AT ALL.

"I don't get it, love...you imagine me to act like this...but once I'm actually in front of you, you want me gone?"

Parker's pissed off expression softens, raising his eyebrows, "....Huh?"

Chester smiles, swinging his body around the tree, "You ADORED the image of me killing someone for you, so why be mad now? You can do whatever you want here, and so can I~" he laughs, stopping once he's stood in front of Parker, grabbing his chin and slamming his body onto the tree.

"AGHHG!" Parker screams in pain as the tree bark enters the skin on his back, cutting him everywhere.

"Oooo, remember THIS feeling, darling? Remember how FUCKING SICK YOU WERE THAT NIGHT?!" Chester yells, pushing him harder onto the tree.

"AAAAGGH! FUCK OFF! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" Parker hollers out, trying to tug himself out of Chester's iron grip.

"GOD, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ANYMORE, DO YA?!?! YOU AND THAT SICK IMAGINATION OF YOURS~" Chester cackles, ripping the pocket knife out of the tree and holding it out in front of Parker's neck threateningly.

"How about this, love? Do you remember this moment?" Chester coos, gently holding the knife closer to his neck skin.

"T..That's enough...let go!" Parker orders, still kicking his feet around.

"You didn't answer the question, LOVE." Chester hisses, scraping a thin slab of skin off of Parker's neck.

"GHH!!!-" Parker chokes out, screaming through his teeth in agony as ounces of blood pours from his neck.

"Let's try again, do you REMEMBER?" Chester asks again, this time in a more threatening tone.

"Y-YES!! FUCKING...YES, I DO!" Parker yells, holding back tears so he doesn't look like a coward.

"Good! That's a good boy....now tell me, what do you want?" Chester smiles, wiping at Parker's fresh blood that's still trailing down his neck.

"What...? What do you MEAN what do I want?! I want you to let me go, damn it!!!" Parker begs, coughing from the lack of oxygen he's getting.

"Hmmm, wrong answer, love. Let's try again, okay?~" Chester purrs, holding the knife closer at Parker's already abused skin.

"What the fuck do you mean?! What more do you want me to say to you?!" Parker whines, giving up on escaping from his insane grip.

"C'mon, it's not THAT hard to remember! You can do it....." Chester laughs, cutting off more skin from Parker's throat.

Parker inhales sharply, but doesn't have the strength to scream again, it's like his lungs finally gave up on him.

"I'm not...fucking saying what you WANT me to say, asshole!" Parker spits.

Chester narrows his eyes, then his eyebrows in annoyance.
"Tsk..."

"Fine, then I guess we'll do this another time..." Chester huffs, slicing Parker's throat open in one quick swoop.

He didn't even have time to say anything before his entire vision grew blurry, along with everything going quiet.

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"Parker....PARKER!!"

"SHIT!" Parker yells, jolting up from where he was laying.
Chester jumps back from the others sudden movement, then quickly sighing in relief.

"Damn...you okay? Was it that dream again?" Chester asks, backing up to give Parker space.

Parker just nods frantically, getting up from the bed.
"I'm...gonna go get some water, I'll be right back...."

"Okay...take your time." Chester smiles softly, moving back to his original spot on the bed.