In which Kylie and Nick are on their way to a college football game with their friends and end up stranded in a ghost town in the end. <3
Nick Jones X OC
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"Stay close" Nick whispered as they walked around to the back of the large house.
Carly bent down quietly, grabbing a wooden bat that was lying on the ground.
Nick turned away from the door to them with a serious face before it turned to one of amusement seeing the bat in his sisters hands.
All she did was nod for him to open the door.
He peeked his head in before gesturing for them to follow him in.
"It smells like the people who live here don't shower." Kylie sighs as she scrunches her face up.
"They probably don't." Carly followed behind her.
"Nick.. Nick!" Kylie called out quietly as she stopped near a small caged in case of guns.
"There's guns." Carly told him.
He grabbed the bat from Carly, wrapping it with a towel, before roughly slamming it against the glass, shattering it.
"God damnit. It won't open." Kylie sighed tiredly.
"It's bolted to the wall." Carly looked at them.
"Alright." Nick licked his bottom lip.
"There's gotta be a key around here somewhere." Kylie walked away and looked around.
Nick walked a little away from the two girls as they looked for a key to the cage.
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A loud bang interrupted their search for the key as Bo threw open the front door.
"Shit." Kylie silently said to herself as she hid behind a desk in the dining room. (If you could even call it that anymore with how much stuff had piled up)
She watched as Nick hid beside/behind the fridge and Carly hid under/beside the pool table in the other room.
Hi grunted as he stumbled through the house and into the kitchen.
Kylie watched from afar as he started to pull one of the arrows out of his arm, yelling out as he did so.
She swallowed thickly at the sight of blood gushing and squirting out of the wound. (This lowkey sounds dirty 💀)
As Bo walked away from the kitchen and over to the window when a car pulled up, Kylie quietly ran out of the dining room and up the stairs.
"Shit..." she mumbled. "Carly." She turned around, ready to go back down before a hand grabbed her, pulling her behind the wall.
"Shhh, shhh." Nicks voice calmed her. "It's me. It's just me." She sighed in relief, turning to look at him.
"Why'd you have to grab me like that? Jesus." She rubbed her head.
"Sorry. Where's Carly?" He asked.
"Downstairs. He was right near her. She couldn't get away from her spot."
Just then, Carly came rushing up the stairs.
"Carly!" Kylie whispers, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her to where they were.
"I saw Paige and Blakes bodies. They're dead." Carly breathed harshly.
"Shit. We gotta go." Nick grabbed both girls hands and started pulling them along.
"I can't see anything." Nick told them over the loud sounds coming from something near them. "There's gotta be a light somewhere."
He started flicking all the switches until a light finally cut on.
They walked farther into the area, all walking close together.
"What the hell is this place?" Kylie asked as they walked into a room lit up by fire and covered in wax and tools.
"What's wrong, baby?" She asked Nick concerned as she saw the ill looking look on his face as if he was nauseous.
He slowly held up a red hat. Daltons hat.
"Dalton..." her eyes teared up.
"Nick..." Carly trailed off as he walked over to a person, most likely make, shaped figure that was covered in wax.
Kylie quickly realized it must have been Dalton and rushed over to Nick.
"Hey, we don't know what could happen if you take him off of that thing." She stepped in front of him with her hands on his chest.
"I've gotta try." He gently pushed her behind him with Carly as he walked closer to the figure, making contact with its blue eyes. His blue eyes.
Nick reached his hand up, carefully touching his wax covered face. "Oh..." he mumbled softly, on the verge of tears. "I'll getcha out of there." He started carefully pulling on the metal around his head, trying to get it off.
Daltons head snapped off of his body as Nick quickly let go, turning away as if he was about to throw up, tears slowly falling down his face.
"No!" Kylies hand went over mouth as Carly cried.
"Nick, Nick, please." Kylie whimpered, pulling him away as she choked a sob. "Come on, Carly. Come on, let's go." She gently cooed, grabbing Carlys hand and pulling her along.
