𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕

Four

You stood there, in shock. No. No. No, this can't be happening! You heard about the attack and what happened to Sidney, but you didn't expect yourself to be next. It can't end like this.

"Why can't you just leave me alone?! I did nothing to you!"



"I know you didn't. But its fun teasing little girls like you~"

You shivered at the word little girl. It's what your harasser called you when he was upset. Why? Was it actually him? Was he doing it to everyone? You just wanted to escape the hell you were currently stuck, and trapped in.

"I'll give you 10 seconds to run, then I'm coming after you."



You drop the phone and run into a different room, assuming the stalker knew you were in your room, and locked the door. You were hyperventilating. This couldn't be happening. You didn't want it to end this way.



Someone .. come save me ..

BANG


BANG


BANG

"I know your in there! Come on out so we can play a little game!"

You started crying as the banging got louder, and louder, and louder. 



"Just go away for Christ sakes! I didn't ask for you here!"

And like that, the door was off the hinges, and your stalker walked inside.



It was wearing a black robe, and some sort of .. ghost looking mask. You obviously couldn't tell by looks who was attacking you, but it didn't matter, as the knife was inserted into your gut.



You cough out blood as you kick the person, and run off, clutching onto your gut to stop the blood from going everywhere. You grab the phone, along with a knife, and run outside.




Beep .. Beep .. Beep ..

"Hello, this is 911, what seems to be the emergency?"



"He-Help! I'm being attacked in my own house! I was just stabbed in the gu-"



You drop the phone and cough out more blood as you watch the knife jab itself into your back. You collapse to the ground, the blood going everywhere. Crawling away slowly, your able to grab the phone, and get away from the stalker.




"Miss, is everything okay?"




"H..e..lp... I can..t.. brea..the.."

Dead silence as the knife is reinserted back into your back. You groan as your opposed stalker walks away, thinking it's job was done. Your vision started going blurry.  Is this really the end..? You think to yourself as your vision goes black.




~Small Time skip, Randy's POV~

He watched as his friend was rolled into an ambulance, being driven off to the hospital to get medical treatment.



I could of been there damn it..

"Sir, do you have a moment to be questioned?"



He turned around to see a cop standing next to him.



"Oh yeah .. I have a minute."



The cop nodded as he walked onto the porch of the house. He followed, sitting down by the officer. Sweat dripped down his face. I hope they don't accuse me of attacking her for finding her.. He thought to himself, although he probably already looked suspicious.

"May I ask how you found the person?"




"They weren't picking up the phone, so I got worried. I was supposed to be resting since I'm still sick, but I managed to convince my mom to let me go investigate. When I came here they were on the ground, a knife in their back and bleeding to death. You guys were here shortly after, liek they called before hand."

"Yes, we did receive a phone call prior to showing up. We know your innocent Mr. Meeks. We just want some details, that's all."

"Alright .. do you mind if I go visit them in the hospital to make sure their okay?"




"Yes, your excused Mr. Meeks. Thank you for confirming this."

He nodded and waved goodbye to the police officer, stealing his moms car and heading to the hospital they brought (Your name) to. He prayed and hoped they would make it out okay.



He couldn't bear the thought of losing them. Not now, and not ever.

As soon as he arrived, he slammed the door shut and ran inside.




"Sir, calm down, whats the problem?"




"I need to see my friend, they're staying here at the hospital right now."




"I'm afraid unless your family, you cannot go back, so I ask you stay out here for now."




He'd grumble and sit down in a chair, becoming inpatient. He just wanted to make sure his friend was okay, and they weren't even letting him see them.




Time passed by. Some points it would speed up. Other times it was slower than a sloth. He quietly waited, reading a random magazine to pass by the time. He was more just staring at the words though, since his brain was to busy running with thoughts. What if they don't make it? What if they get stuck in a coma? He just hoped they made it out okay.





"Sir? Are you here for (Your First name) (Your last name)"



He looked up, "Oh yes I am! Are they okay?! Will they live?!"

"Yes, they are completely okay. They will have some scars from the stab wounds, but other than that they will be okay. Would you like to go see them?"

He nodded as the doctor lead him to the room (Your name) was in. They were asleep peacefully, minus the night gown they were wearing and the bandages around their back and stomach.The sight of their state made him sick, but at least he knew they were safe and sound here.

"Do you mind if I spend the night here with them?"




"Nope, we do not mind. I'll leave you with them."



The doctor waved and walked out. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to the bed, staring at their face. His eyes filled up, as he was about ready to cry.

"I'm sorry I wasn't able to save you .. or protect you .."




"I wish I was there to protect you .. maybe this whole thing would have been avoided.."



He started crying as he muttered apology after apology. He regretted everything, not being there to save them. If only he had been .. would they still be up, and okay? Watching Horror Movies with him?



He laid his head against the bed, just watching her chest rise and fall. At least he knew they were okay in the end. He smiled as he closed his eyes, falling asleep.