Peter/YB X Female Reader //Highschool Drama//

Chapter 60: Hide & Seek

Y/N POV

Work flew by fast. There was about 15 minutes left of my shift. I was currently in the back, washing dishes.
  "Hey, Y/N. I need you to bring that tray of drinks to table 11. Please and thank you?" TK said, walking into the back and setting more plates and cups into the sink.
  "Will do." I said, drying my hands off.
I then grabbed the tray, walking into the front. I walked over to table 11. I decided to scan the outside through the windows, checking to see if Peter was following or watching me. I saw nothing, so maybe he's actually gonna leave me alone. I set the drinks at table 11 and then went back into the kitchen. TK had taken over doing the dishes.
  "You wanna head out now? There's only like 8 minutes left." TK asked.
  "Oh sure. Thanks also." I said.
  "Of course. And hey, if you need anything, call me." TK said.
I smiled and nodded. I then took off my apron and grabbed my bag. I walked out of the diner and headed towards the police station. I pulled out my phone and texted Lucy that I wasn't gonna be home for a bit. She just sent back a thumbs up emoji. As usaul. I sighed, shoving my phone back into my pocket.
  "Heya Y/N." I heard a voice say.
I turned around and saw Peter standing there. He smiled shyly.
  "Oh uh... Hey." I mumbled.
  "So... Where you heading? Are you busy or...?" He asked.
  "Yes. I'm busy. Now please, leave me alone. And don't even think about following me. Ok?" I said, frowning.
Peter gave me a hurt expression.
  "Are you still mad at me?" He asked.
  "Look I don't wanna talk about this right now. I gotta go. Cya." I said, turning and walking away.
  "It's TK. They're getting to you again. I fucking knew it." Peter said.
I stopped, glancing over my shoulder. Peter seemed irritated.
  "No. They're not." I said.
  "Ok then. Where are you headed. Usaully you head home after work today. Now you're headed in the direction of the police station. You know they aren't gonna do anything Y/N. I haven't done anything... Yet." Peter said.
  "What?! No! I'm not.... Fine! You win! Yes, I was going to the police. And what the hell do you mean by yet?" I asked, fearfully.
  "It's none of your concern, darling. And why? Didn't you say last night we could still talk and hang out? I thought you were gonna give me another chance." Peter said.
  "Yeah! But then it'll be a replay of high-school! I don't want that happening! I just want you to leave! Go away! Get out of my life, damn it! You already ruined my life enough." I shouted.
  "You're really starting to piss me off Y/N. I didn't ruin your life! They fucking did!" Peter yelled, stepping forward.
My first response was to take off running. Who knows where? Maybe the police station still. No, I can't out run him. I turned left into an alleyway. I could hear him yelling for me to stop and listen to him. But no. I turned a sharp left and then right. I glanced behind me. Peter had seemed to lost me. I turned right and hid behind a trash bin. I tried to calm my breathing. I could hear my heart beat in my ears. From running and fear.
  "Oh so you wanna play hide and seek, darling!? I'm all game! But I must admit I'm a VERY good seeker! So you better hope and pray you found a good spot, my love!" He yelled, laughing a little.
Shit shit shit. You're dead. He's gonna fucking kill you! Why me for fuck sake?! I pulled my legs closer to me, trembling in fear. I used one hand to cover my mouth as I began to sob.
  "Oh darling~" Peter's voice seemed to echo in the alleyway.
He was getting closer. I closed my eyes and buried my face into my knees. Tears were streaming down my face in fear. My breathing was becoming frantic. Was this a nightmare? I wanna wake up!
  "Darling. Sweetheart. I can hear you breathing." Peter said.
Wake up wake up wake up! Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder. My breath was caught in my throat and I froze.
  "I found you~" Peter purred.
I began to cry harder.
  "Go away! Leave!" I blurted, not looking up.
  "Oh sweety. Are you crying? Look up at me, please? I'm only wanting to help." Peter said.
I shook my head.
  "Fuck off!" I growled.
  "Darling, let's not get angry now. Please, just look up." He said.
He sounded sincere. I slowly looked up, being met with his blue eyes. He had a caring smile on his face.
  "Oh honey, calm down. I didn't mean to scare you." He said, using one of his hands to wipe the tears off my cheeks.
After that he placed it behind my head.
  "Feeling better? Would you like to go home?" He asked.
I nodded. His caring smile turned into a sinister grin. Just then his other hand came up and he placed it over my mouth and nose. He was holding a rag. I tried to scream but it was muffled. He pulled me into his arms, keeping the rag on my mouth and nose. I struggled but soon everything seemed to get fuzzy and I felt tired.
  "Shh calm down. We're gonna go home darling. I promise I'll take good care of you." He whispered into my ear.
I stopped struggling and went limp. Last thing I remembered was him placing a soft kiss on my cheek. Then everything went black.

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