Two Sides of You

Familiar Faces

 MATTHEW'S POV

"He's coming." I heard him say.

..what?

Did I hear that correctly?

"He's coming, Matt." Nate said once again.

I turned to him, confused. Coming? Who's coming? Nate doesn't act like this.

"Nobody's coming, Nate." I turned my body to face him as we were sitting beside each other on the couch. 

He suddenly grabbed my shoulders and looked at me intensely.

"He's coming, run, now!"

"Nate, what are you-"

"NOW!"

I pushed his hands off and stood up, hesitantly running.

What the hell was he talking about?

Who's coming?

What's happening?

Is he alright-

My thoughts were cut off by a loud laughter.

A loud. High pitched. Laughter.

I stopped dead in my tracks and looked behind me.

"Hello." I jumped and fell on my back, letting out a pained groan.

"W-What-" I cut myself off as I looked up to him.

..that's Nate...wait, why is he wearing the makeup that he used during the music video we filmed together?

But, something..something's different.

His skin is paler than before, his eyes were..purple? I saw him smile and- are those fangs?

I panicked and crawled back in fear. He simply laughed and stepped closer.

"Why so scared? Didn't you miss me? Because I sure do love having this body back." He said.

"Get away from me!" I shouted.

"So rude." He kneeled in front of me.

I was about to crawl back but then he grabbed my arm. I quickly yanked my arm away.

"Do not touch me!" I kicked him and stood up, running away.

He fell back and growled, sitting back up.

"Come back, Matthew, the more you run, the more tired you'll get!" He said in a sing-song like tone.

I ran as fast as I could, running into a room in the house and locking the door. I looked around..it was Nate's.

"Matthew, where are you?" He asked.

I leaned on the door and softly sighed. I looked around his room.

This guy barely has things to defend himself with!

Wait, well, he has himself, he's pretty strong.

What am I even talking about?

I suddenly heard a bang on the door.

"Matthew~ you there?" 

My throat went dry as I heard the door knob rattle viciously.

"Oh, you're definitely in there." I heard him softly say.

shit.

shit.

SHIT.

I carefully stand up and and hid in a corner of the room, since there was nowhere I could hide.

Rattles and bangs echoed across the room. I was panicking more and more as the minutes passed by.

"Matthew, if you don't come out right now, I might break this damn door down." He said, snarling.

I looked nervously at the door. He was about to break the door down. 

I don't think he's joking.

"1."

"2."

What the hell do I do?!

Shit, Shit, where do I go-

"T̷̘̥̆͋H̵̙̯̓R̵̰̈Ĕ̶͔̗E̸̯̓̕!̴̠͒͝" 

Upon hearing his distorted voice..I saw the door break into pieces as he crashed into the room I was in.

The door that was the only thing protecting me at that moment.

He hasn't seen me yet. He stood up straight and looked at the broken pieces of wood, softly chuckling.

He glanced around the room, looking for any signs that I was there.

He let out a loud, annoyed snarl and I watched him leave the room.

Thinking I was safe, I let out a deep sigh of relief. But, you guessed it, I was dead wrong.

Suddenly, he went back into the room, walking towards me.

"So silly, so..careless." He smirked.

I was going to run out, but he grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room.

"Let- Let go!" I shouted.

He ignored me and kept walking.

I don't know where he was going, and that made it more frightening.

After many futile attempts of me trying to be freed from his firm grasp, he stood in front of the basement door, smiling.

He opened the door and said,

"The name's Mare."

Before I could process what was happening, I felt myself getting pushed from behind.

I let out a surprised yelp before my head collided with some of the stairs.

..and everything faded to black.