In your Blood

🔪Chapter Eight🔪

I completely forgot about this story and it's time I finished it (because there is not long left). I watched "the Black phone" yesterday with my dad and dayum that was something! That'll be another time but I really want to write something for this movie, the sooner the better.

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Sidney was laying on the sofa, worried. It's not that she didn't believe her friend could take care of you. He had multiple scars but he knew how to fight, not that she didn't as well. She just grew paranoid since the events. Her phone rang and she grabbed it as her knuckles turned white.

"Y/N?!"

She knew something wasn't right when she heard Dewey panicked voice over the device.

"Sidney, something happened...."

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You parked Dewey's car at the front before putting the keys in your pockets. You knew you were at the right house after checking the adress again. It was big, that's for sure and despite the lack of any other cars or living presence, the lights were on. Max and Sasha were probably already there. The thought on where your boy friend's car was didn't cross your mind at the moment unfortunately. You walked up the steps silently and opened the door to be meet with a small chandelier. The light was blooming over the hall and the stairs. The rest looked strangely dark, like the only light turned on was where you were.

You paced in circle a little, thinking either of your friends would finally come to greet you and explain what they found that was so interesting...

But none did and you drew slightly impatient. You reached for your phone and dialed Max number.

"Hey, Y/N! What's up? Did you get any funny visions after we parted ways?"

His words confused you. "Max, are you serious?" You looked around the room without going too far from where the light shine. "You texted me to meet you both at this house and neither of you are ever there!"

Silence grew on the other end. "What are you talking about, Y/N? I haven't text you since the dog video trying to catch his tail—"

Your eyebrows met eachothers. "That's not funny, Max! I had to sneak outside and take Dewey's key to drive there."

"You what?!" He sounded surprised. "Look, I don't know what is happening but I haven't send you anything since!"

Another call rang at the same time and looking up, the contact of your mother appeared on your phone. "My mom is calling me, I'll talk to you later." Max tried to speak but you ended his sentence short, taking the other caller. "Hey mom...sorry for sneaking out, I had a text and—"

She cut you off, sounding out of breath like the woman had run miles. "Y/N, get out of this house!"

"What? How do you know?"

You could sense your mother's irritation on her face without seeing her in person. "I'll explain later but you need to get out of this house, Y/N....NOW!"

"Mom, will you tell me what's going on?!" You explained with growing anxiety, not liking the suspense at all.

"You're in Stu Macher house! That's where the last kills happened!" Sidney tried to forget the image of Tatum body stuck in the garage door and Randy limp body at the entrance. "That's....where I thought I killed them. Get out please!"

You rushed through the door and squeezed the doorknob, but nothing happened. "It won't open!"

Your cellphone turned off, the light in the hall meeting the same fate not long after that. The action made you cried out in the darkness. "Hello?"

The ringtone of your device sang, instantly reaching for it. "Mom! I can't leave and everything is so dark. I'm scared!"

You heard chuckles and you knew that it wasn't her. "Poor, poor, Y/N."

Your eyes gazed around for any movement. "I know you're there, somewhere. Come out instead of hiding, asshole!"

The distorted voice grew louder. "Is that any way to talk to your dad? Especially in the predicament you are in right now..."

You stayed quiet. "Y/N..." The voice didn't come from the phone this time. You turned toward the end of the hallway and gasped at the ghostly mask. The darkness creeping around it was giving the impression the object was floating, which was scarier.

You stared with wide eyes before running up the steps. Anything was better than staying here, but knowing he was catching up to you, you weren't confident. You slammed the door behind you, grabbing anything to block it. The man on the other side was knocking his body to open it, making you whimpered each time it collide.

You backed away, back to the wall and slide on the ground with your hands in your hair. "Someone please help me..."

The form of someone running to your right catched your attention. At first you thought it was him, but it was a female figure trying to pry the window open. She looked just as scared as you were. The woman turned in your direction a moment, her eyes looking to the door you came at.

"Mom?"

Of course she didn't hear you, it was only another vision. You walked to where she was seconds ago and try to open the glass with all your force. It worked the second try, making you stumble back...

To a clothed chest. "Found you."

You hadn't the time to scream that a hand grabbed your hands together, the other placing a knife to your troat. You gasped at the cold metal on your skin. "Are you going to behave now, Y/N?"
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EDIT MARCH 16, 2023: It's being a week I'm trying to finish this story. It is missing one last chapter but I have no ideas. I'm really grateful for the people enjoying it, I'll do my best to figure something to write. ☺️