Unfair (EJ x Reader)

Chapter 4

(Y/N)'s heart started beating rapidly. What was she supposed to do in a situation like this. Her breathing got shallow and her vision became blurry as she felt tears threatening to fall. Before she could do anything she was forcefully spun around. She was met with the same blue mask that traumatized her that night. Her eyes widen as the figure simply raised one finger putting it over his mask where his mouth would be signaling her to be quiet. She tried her best to catch her breath as it felt like she had just ran a mile going up hill. She stared at him before she nodded telling him that she would keep quiet. It's not like she had much of a choice anyways. He finally let go taking a step back before looking around her room. How did he get in? She didn't know nor did she really care at the moment she just wanted him out of there. This wasn't supposed to happen. Things were supposed to go to normal. He was supposed to be gone and out of her life. They're encounter was only supposed to be that night and she survived why is he back?

She slightly jumped when she saw him take a step forward towards her. She stared at him, fear taking over his body as she waited for his next movement. He simply pointed towards a notebook and pen she had she had on her desk. She gave him a confused look before she got what he wanted. She slowly walked over to it still keeping an eye on him just to make sure he wouldn't hurt her. Once she got both the notebook and pen in her hands he stuck his hand out. She handed it to him even though her hand was shaking which he seemed to notice as he stared at her before taking it fully in his hand and taking a seat on the small rolling chair she had in her bedroom. (Y/N) decided to take a seat on her bed as her legs felt like jelly. She stared at him as he wrote down on the notebook. It felt like forever before he finally looked over at her then back at the notebook as if he was examining it and finally he picked it up and handed it to her. Slowly she looked down at the notebook and noticed messy cursive handwriting on the white lined sheets of paper.

You've caused me a bit of trouble, if I could I would've killed you by now but sadly you might've gotten yourself dragged in to a bigger mess then it was from the beginning plus you entertained me from the start and things just got better. It'll be fun for me but for you I'm not so sure. Get used to me because You'll be seeing me a lot more often.

Before she could speak up he rolled the chair closer to her and pointed towards the notebook handing her the pen. Oh...he didn't want her to speak. She just took the pen and began to write.
Who are you? What do you want?

She felt stupid writing those things down as she ad no idea who she was dealing with but nonetheless she handed him the notebook. He stared at her written massage before letting out a low chuckle shaking (Y/N) to her core. What was so funny? Why was he laughing at her? She was starting the get angry at the fact that he was just being an asshole. Before she could say anything though she got the notebook shoved in her face. A bit taken back she looked at the stranger in her room. She couldn't tell what he was think or what he wanted. His mask prevented that and in all honestly she wanted to avoid his mask as much as she could. It still made her uncomfortable. She only sighed and looked down at his messy cursive writing.