Ghostly Obsession (Ghostface X Fem!Reader)

Did You just Stab Me?

(Y/n)'s Pov:
I get a call from someone "Hello?" I question "Hi doll, just to let you know I'm coming over so have dinner ready." Ghostface of course who else should I have expected "Fuck off." I tell him before he hangs up, great so now I have to cook for two people. I barely even like cooking if anything baking is more my style since my mom used to have me help her for her business "Maybe I could make spaghetti?" I question myself "Yeah good enough." I shrug and begin my cooking. After a bit of waiting with my plate I hear a creak on the floorboards behind me, then a tap on my shoulder "Heya doll~" I turn around "Your food is cold, jerk and I didn't know how much you wanted." I shrug and walk from infront of him but he stops me forcing me to look up at the disturbing Ghostface "Why is there blood on you?!" I pull my face away from his hand "Why? Worried for dear old me?" He gives a psychotic giggle

"Ghostface what did you do before coming here?" I furrow my brows "(Y/n) if anything you should be asking what favor I did for you before coming here." He let's go and walks away with the plate of food "What did you do?!" He sighs before answering "I killed that fucking pervert bastart named Issac, I saw him touch you and make you uncomfortable so I had to get rid of him." He brought his hands up to his shoulders when he shrugged "Ghostface thank you really but you can't just kill people and then walkright on over here especially still covered in blood!" I grab a wet rag "(Y/n) I'm a killer that's what I do!" I walk over to him reaching for the mask slightly before he grabs my wrist squeezing them a lot more "What do you think your doing?" His tone his harsh "Cleaning up the mess you made." I annoyingly smile "No your not I can tell you want to see what's under here, so until I can earn your trust, your hands stay away."

I scoff, he lets go I walk away a but before turning back around and throwing the rag harshly at his what I assume face "Dick." I whisper but instead he grabs my forearm getting a better grip to which I step on his foot. The next thing I know, he is trying to grab me as I panic and throw the glass plate at his head "Ow! Fuck!" He yells, I'm running to my room when a sharp pain hits my leg spreading like a firework, I scream in agony hoping for once in my damn life my neighbors can hear me. I fall to the ground trying to army crawl only to be dragged by my stabbed leg which makes me wail in pain, he moves infront of me with reddened stained combat boots "Did you just stab me?!" I scream at him, Ghostface only hums in response "What the actual fuck is wrong with you!" I try swinging for his ankles but unfortunately he only crouches down "(Y/n) you try running away like that again and I'll be sure to gut you like a pig." Ghostface picks me up

Placing me back on my couch he grabs the wet rag, and walks back to me "Now I'm gonna clean you up, we are gonna eat, watch something, and then you are gonna go to sleep." He cuts the part of my jeans where he stabbed me "Whoa! What are you doing?!" I yell in pain at the sudden pressure on my wound "Well your pants are gonna be stained so they are pretty much ruined." He protests, after he is done we eat  I don't pay much attention to what he looks like anymore, he puts on Friday the 13 I get lost in the movie "Y'know when I first watched this I was actually happy that Jason was killing horny obnoxious teens." I say while Ghostface moves my legs so they are ontop of his lap, maybe it was for me to feel more comfortable whatever is was it did feel better then sitting awkwardly.

"Yeah it's just you guys had to go camping to have sex? That's disrespectful to Jason and his mothers head!" I laugh a little forgetting what happend a few minutes ago "Teenagers scare me to say the least." He nods. After the movie, Ghostface picks me up bridal style and carries me to my bed, my eye's betraying me making me close them and grow sleepy. Ghostface lies me down in my bed pulling the covers over me then leaves. I get up "Ass-hole." I whisper out, I get out of bed limping while I walk to the living room cleaning up a bit while listening to 505 by the Arctic Monkeys

Cleaning helps me focus more instead of screaming and hitting my wall. I begin to calm down but unfortunately I see a note from my new Ghosty friend 'Sorry for stabbing you, I'll get you a little something for it
-Love, Ghostface' I throw a knife across the room screaming, I did tend to have really bad anger issues I blame my parents for that mainly my mother, but unfortunately like every other kid I became worse then them.

I leave the knife sticking in the wall and limp into my room, I decided to just sleep it off and thankfully my brain does not fail me. When I wake up to my annoying alarm clock the pain in my leg spreads like lighting in the sky "Fuck!" I yell as I try to drag my body to the alarm clock thankfully hitting it before I fully lose it. I get up, limping around, and trying to make food, for some reason the notes words linger in my head as I eat. *ding* my phones goes off I look down to see who it it

Jed Olsen
"Hey, sweetheart are you coming in today or will I have to work without my favorite person?"

You
"Aw I'm your favorite person? Yes I am coming in I just got hurt last night so it might take me a bit to get there that's all!"

Jed Olsen
"Oh? What happened, I mean if you don't want to tell me that's okay. And yes you are now, am I~"

You
"Hmm still debating but nothing to bad just a mistake with a knife that's all!"

Jed Olsen
"Oh okay, by the way I will be your favorite person no matter what."

You
"Hmm like to see you try, but I'll talk to you when I get there sounds good?"

Jed Olsen
"Yes of course."

I smile to myself, I like Jed he is sweet, smart, and pretty good with a camera but will I ever admit it? Of course not!