The thrill of a chase - 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖

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Hello everyone! In this chapter I did not mention the readers gender and I didn't mention pronouns. The following down below will have:

-Foul language
-Yandere themes
-Light mentions of blood
-Bone Cracking
-Kidnapping
-Shocking
-Slapping
-Degrading
-Other stuff somewhat like that

If any of those warnings make you uncomfortable, I do not recommend reading this chapter, with that being said, let's move on, happy reading, readers!


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"FUCK!" You yelped as you almost tripped over a branch, you were currently running through the forest behind your house, running away from a certain someone. "Hah... Hah... Ha- OUCH!" You started laughing a bit before you cut yourself off by something pulling against your scalp.

"Just give up already! You're worthless without me!" Scaramouche said, pulling you by your hair, making you collide with his chest. Groaning as your head hit his chin, back arching in discomfort. "LET GO OF ME! YOU'RE A FUCKING PYSCHOPATH!" You shouted, kicking him in the crotch. He let go of his grasp on your hair, groaning in pain watching as you swiftly ran further into the forest, attempting to find a place to hide.

"Oh Y/n...! Come on out and maybe we can talk things through, hey? ~" Scaramouche lied and you knew that. He may seem as if he was trying to make a deal with you but in reality, it was all just one big trick to fool you into believing him. You jumped out of the tree landing on Scaramouche as he shouted a little from the impact. "You sneaky bastard...." Scaramouche chuckled as he reached limply for your ankle, you were too busy to notice as you laughed cockily as you held you chin up high with your hands on your hips. "Hahaha- AH!" You screamed while you felt a shock of electricity run up your thigh. "SHIT!" You winced, grabbing onto your thigh in attempt to soothe the pain.

Scaramouche cooed at you, enjoying the sight of you suffering. "See what happens when you disobey? Now I have no choice but to- ASSHOLE!" He shouted at you while you stomped on his back, giving you the perfect chance to make a run for it. You turned your head while running to look back at Scaramouche, he was slowly but surely gaining more energy as he stood up, wiping the blood away from under his nose that was making a trail all the way to his chin. Turning your head back to look forward once more, your eyes widened as your head smacked against the floor of the forest, causing you to hear a crack in your wrist. Tears started forming at the corners of your eyes as your whimpered, curling up into a small ball. "M-my wrist..." You muttered to yourself, as you stared at your wrist, cradling it close to your chest.

"I can't let this slow me down..." You mutter to yourself under your breath as you stood up, running left, confusing Scaramouche who wasn't that far behind you. You made a turn back to your house, maybe you could reach your house to lock the door and hide somewhere safer, away from that crude man. "Get back here!" Scaramouche snarled as he followed you, gaining speed as he rushed towards you. He grabbed you by the back of your shirt, throwing you towards the ground behind him. Turning around to look at you he crouched down, cooing as he stroked your hair ever so gently.

"Sh, Sh, Sh... you're going to be just~ fine." He comforted, grabbing you by your chin as he stroked your cheek, wiping away your tears. He slapped you, you groaned as you cradled your cheek with your hand rubbing it, making the redness somewhat fade. You kicked him in the stomach, rapidly standing up as you began to run. Though it may end up with you being hurt most of the time, you enjoyed being chased by the man that kidnapped you. You thought of it as a game. Just a game. Though Scaramouche saw it as a way of you being difficult and unreasonable, little did he know you just wanted a reason to go run around the forest and enjoy the scenery.

Running back towards the house, you made your way towards the door, opening it and slamming it behind you as you locked the door, looking for some medical supplies or anything that could be used to patch up your possibly fractured wrist. "Fuck... where could it be..." You muttered quietly, running around the house, you found a cabinet full of bandages and medical supplies as you grabbed a couple of the supplies with your good hand, wrapping up the fractured wrist as best you could, you went to the bathroom for a mirror as you eyed yourself, cleaning up any wounds you had gotten from the chase.

"Y/n~ Open up~ Let me in!" Scaramouche demanded from outside the door, sighing as you finished up cleaning your wounds, you unlocked the door as Scaramouche opened the door and swiftly grabbing you by your neck. Choking as you glared at him you tried to kick him; however, Scaramouche had grabbed your leg by the ankle as he snapped the bone. You yelled a blood curdling as tears threatened to spill once again. "Now you can't kick me with the leg you love to harass me with so much." Scaramouche spat at you; his voice laced with venom. You started to black out, you were about to pass out. It all hurt too much. You couldn't last much longer. You fainted, the last thing you heard was the sound of Scaramouche laughing as he dropped you on the ground. 

Kicking you like you were nothing but a stone to step on. "Goodnight my precious darling, I'll punish you when you wake up. Be ready~" Scaramouche cooed at your sleeping form, picking you up bride-style as he carried you to your bed in the basement, chaining you up, he went to grab the medical kit to bandage your ankle as you slept. He may have locked you up in the cold and filthy basement of the house, but he still did love you so. As you slept uncomfortably your thoughts and dreams slowly traced back to the thrill of a chase.


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Wowie that took a while to write about 1 hour! But I'm happy with the result! I wrote a lot more then I normally do, I usually write about 400 words since I mainly make mini stories for some of my friends on discord. Also, I'm very sorry if you are bald, if you are please just pretend you have a fabulous wig or something. With that being said, thank you so much for reading, hope you enjoyed, Take care reader! Mwah

(About 1115 words !)

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