Kisses Of Crimson

Chpt. 12 - Call For Help

DAILY SONG CHOICE: DECEPTACON - LE TIGRE

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Of course.

He's back.

I struggle to get up, running away from this masked man that chased me.

I ran down the driveway, running into a woody area. I shot my head left and right, jogging through the nothingness upon me.

I was out of breath, panting as I decide which direction to run into next.

I trip over a root, scraping my knees, but not managing to let that get to me, again.

I grab onto a branch in a hurry, helping myself up, but that snapped as well, creating another fall.

I panicked as the man got closer and closer.

"HELP!" I call. "HELP ME, SOMEONE, PLEASE!"

I kept screaming as the man grabbed ahold of my baggy t-shirt, yanking me back.

I cried for help one last time, but then heard someone shout back.

"Y/n?! Y/N IS THAT YOU?"

My heart stops for a second as the man put a knife to my throat.

"You move, or make any noise at all, I'll slice you into pieces like a paper shredder, you got that?"

His tone was old, tired and raspy.

The voice was still calling my name. Who could it be? Was someone really looking for me?

Should I just take the chance?

I was too weak.

There was no way I would have made it.

But before I could make a choice, the masked man began to choke me. I gagged, scratching him to let go of me.

"Albert, go get that other boy over there. I think he knows we took the girl." The man that had choked me ordered.

"You got it, brother."

Oh fuck.

They were after that person, now who the fuck would be looking for me?

Robin's POV:
(rewind 10 minutes before)

As I was passing a wooded area, I heard a familiar feminine voice call out for help.

I stop in my tracks, visualizing the trees in the distance. I squint my eyes to take on every little detail.

I heard the voice again, and looked over at finn, wondering if he heard it too.

"What's wrong?" He asks me.

I drop my skateboard on a grassy part of land.

"I'll catch up with you in a bit, I think I may have a clue." I decide, starting to walk through a couple of bushes.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Finn thought out loud.

"It's up to you, man. I just think it's easier if you kept asking people for clues."

"Have you seen those stupid horror movies with kids doing stupid stuff like this?!" Finney lectures. "You're going to get lost!"

"I'm not going to get lost." I state, hearing another scream.

I panic, taking that as my call to leave. I started to jog through the woods, on the search of the voice that I knew belonged to Y/n.

Shoot me if I was wrong.