𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒍! || A slasher applyfic

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮! 𝑮𝑶𝑹𝑬 𝑰𝑵𝑽𝑶𝑽𝑳𝑬𝑫٫ 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯٫ 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑺. 𝑺𝑲𝑰𝑷 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑰𝑭 𝑵𝑬𝑬𝑫𝑬𝑫!!

Mariana was currently home, alone though. Ash Jackson, as everyone knew him, and one of her close friends, was hosting an 'end of summer party' and usually Ash's parties were HUGE hits, so she was pretty excited. Though often his parties went all night so if she was late she wouldn't really care much.

She grabbed her tablet and FaceTimed her best friend, Riley Rodriguez. With a small container of lipgloss in between her teeth she accepted the FaceTime call, giggling at her best friend, who rolled off her bed lazily to get a hairbrush.

With her tablet propped up on her mirror, she started with her makeup first, the two brunette girls chatting, laughing, and watching a horror movie on screen share as well. Riley could see Mariana flinch every now and then, she tilted her head to the side but remained quiet. Mariana wasn't a HUGE fan of horror movies, yeah she watched them with Riley but she like Romcoms more, horror always got into her head.

"Tap..Tap." The faint tapping sound Mariana could hear at her window was quiet, but it was definitely there. It was enough to send shivers down her spine, being that she was TERRIFIED of things like that. She sighed and walked over to her window, peeking through the blinds. Nothing. There was nothing there.

"Mari? Are you alright?" Riley's calm voice spoke, seeing her best friend leave the frame of the video call. Mariana spoke soon after "I'm fine! I heard some weird tapping on the window. Probably the wind." Mariana hummed, beginning to continue her act of doing make up from earlier.

"Á̷̡̲̜͈͍͙̱̽͆̎͘̕͘ṙ̴̝̜̜͙̜̮̦̫ẻ̷̢͓͔͖͍̝̜̘̋͆̾͐ͅ y̵͖̪̥̹̺̳̅̎̀̌͒̅̔͘͘͝ǫ̶̬͍͇̠̙̫͛͗͜ͅu̶̦͕͖͉̤͔͖͌͋͛̃̒̽̾̃̕͝ ṣ̷̱͌̈̍̅̇̚͜u̶̦͕͖͉̤͔͖͌͋͛̃̒̽̾̃̕͝ṙ̴̝̜̜͙̜̮̦̫ẻ̷̢͓͔͖͍̝̜̘̋͆̾͐ͅ?" Mariana groaned in response of course the video call decides to start breaking up when she needs to talk to Riley the most! "Riles..? Rye, your breaking up." Mariana attempted to tell her best friend about the problems her internet was having, but the call disconnected. "Shit! Shit shit shit!" Mariana whisper yelled to herself, sighing, she turned off her laptop fully.

"I'll get ready later..I just have to get over the scare the window thing gave me. That's all.." Mariana whispered to herself, setting the make up brush she was currently holding, down. She sighed. And then she heard it again.. "TAP..TAP.." The tapping was louder, and this time it made Mariana visibly flinch. "If this is Anthony or Riley trying to fuck with me it's not fucking funny!" If someone was listening, they could tell the teen was obviously terrified.

Mariana barley EVER cursed, anyone who knew her would know that this is serious if they heard the words coming out of her mouth. Standing up she made her way out of the room, and into the kitchen. Maybe this was just her mind! Yeah! She just needed a glass of water, then she'd just drink some water and this would all be put behind her! And then she could go to the party and 'have fun' or, take care of a drunk Riley, which is usually what happened.

Carefully she took a glass cup out of the cupboard, the glass making a noise when placed on the marble counter, pouring some water from the water filter, she placed the glass to her lips. "RING!" The door bell ringing made Mariana drop the glass, it shattered on impact. She carefully stepped over the broken glass, sighing at the fact that she would have to clean it up later.

Of course SOMEONE had to come to the door when Mariana was scared and Paranoid out of her mind, this was GREAT. Just GREAT! Sarcasm filled Mariana's mind as she opened the door, no one was there, it was just a paper. She picked it up carefully, turning it over so she could read the words on it. It was a report from one of the most recent killings, she rolled her eyes before she read the bottom of it..

On the bottom of it was all capital letters, spelling out the words "YOUR NEXT" in blood read text, just that alone sent shivers down her spine. She dropped the paper onto the floor, slamming the door. She took a couple steps back, trying not to fall from how much she was shaking.

And then it went pitch black "God damn it..Fuck.." She muttered to herself, running to her room she held her small phone in her hands, ten percent left, she'd try to make it last. She turned on her phones flashlight, and pointed it around her room, slowly leaving it, just in case.

It was dead, terrifying silence for about five minutes, Until the pattering of footsteps was all Mariana could hear. The color practically drained from her face "Oh my god..Anthony! You little fuck! I swear to god if your fucking messing with me it's not fucking funny this time!" She called out to her brother, though he wasn't home, so it was unlikely to be him, but at the moment she only hoped for it to be her little brother.

The footsteps got closer, and closer, and closer, and closer..Until she could hear a distorted voice "H̵̨̭̥̟̩̹̦͎͊̆̒̉̌̄͂̈́ẻ̷̢͓͔͖͍̝̜̘̋͆̾͐ͅḻ̵̠̼͖͗̀͆̀̊̓͂̆͘ḻ̵̠̼͖͗̀͆̀̊̓͂̆͘ǫ̶̬͍͇̠̙̫͛͗͜ͅ٫ M̸̹͐̀̆͗͌͘͘̕a̴̫͔̗̦͒̋̃͌̒̏ṙ̴̝̜̜͙̜̮̦̫î̵̻̜̠̙̙̘̖̻͋̍̑̇͘͝a̴̫͔̗̦͒̋̃͌̒̏n̴̺̩̓̓̎̚͠a̴̫͔̗̦͒̋̃͌̒̏." The voice, and the way it knew her name sent chills down her spine, she held her phone tightly until her knuckles turned a light white "No..No..This is a dream..It's gotta be a dream.." she muttered softly, walking backwards, until her back hit the wall of the living room.

And the Masked person followed, until they were standing right in front of the rather short girl. "It's a shame.. a lot of people liked you.." The distorted voice continued, their voice was crisp, unrecognizable. "Unfortunately I do not. So your gonna have to go." It's like Mariana could almost hear the smirk off the masked persons voice, it sickened her.

The knife in the masked persons hand glistened in the light, and then it finally hit Mariana. She was going to die..This person, they were going to kill her. She'd never see her brother, Riley, Ash, Amelie, Maeve..Or any of her other friends ever again. But Mariana Perez would never go down that Easily. "You can't kill me..I'm- Im gonna call the police! They'll come save me you bitch..!" The usually sweet, and kind girl couldn't contain her anger.

Marianas shaky hands held her phone in them, she dialed 9-1- She couldn't even dial the second '1' before the mask person harshly hit her wrist with their fist. The short girl automatically dropped her phone, it most likely shattered on the ground. "Aw~ I'm sorry, Mars, but we can't have any of that. I think it's time for the REAL show, yeah~?" The masked person hummed.

"No..I'm not letting you kill me-!" The teen spat out with a shaky voice. "Oh? But you will! See I have much more power in this situation than you, and you.." The masked Killer started, the knife they were holding still glistened in the little bit of street light that shone through the windows. And with their words they plunged the knife they were holding into Mariana's stomach.

The girl screamed in pain, whimpers and cries of pain, sadness, and defeat escaped the girls mouth as she fell to the floor. The killer had a sick grin on their face as they lifted their mask, they wanted Mariana to see who they were before she died. The shock on Mariana's face was almost indescribable, it seemed to make even more tears roll down her cheeks "You sick fuck..I—" she couldn't finish her sentence before the killer stabbed her stomach a second time.

Blood seeped through Mariana's clothing, and made the knife glisten even more than it did as the killer twisted it and harshly pulled it out of her skin. They pushed their mask down to cover their whole face again. Mariana looked up at them, nothing but pure hatred that had once been fear, in her eyes as she struggled to keep them open.

In one swift motion, the now masked killer slit the teenage girl's throat. "It had to be this way, mars." Their distorted voice spoke, yet before the left the crime scene they carved a heart into her forearm, the Heart killers signature. And with that, they spun on their heel, walking away from the body like nothing had happened, a bright smile under their mask.