𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝 - 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛

𝟸𝟹 - 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎

A/n-bro today I got smacked in the face by some angry Emo girl bc she couldn't name 5 songs😣

"23317, 23317, 23317" I repeated over and over to remember the code. I was livid griffin couldn't remember the right combination, I had to try them all.

I pulled the door ever-so quietly, so as to not wake the grabber, I slowly pulled the door behind me and started up the stairs with my hands shaking. My adrenaline was high I thought I'd pussy out. Getting to the top I saw a wooden door and turned the cold handle, trying to make as little noise. Letting the door swing back without letting it hit the wall, I see him. His face was covered by his ugly mask and he looked greasy. He was passed out in his chair with a belt on his knee.

I walk slowly passed him, it felt like a horror movie, I refuse to let my sight off of him while I walk passed him. Too scared to know what will happen if he wakes up. I go into the hall where I see his living room made up to be some detective room with pictures of me and all my friends.

Finally. the storm door, I pull it and see the lock holding the real door shut, I quickly grab it scrambling to put each code in. I jump as I hear the grease ball snore and I turn in his direction to see him still fast asleep.

*click*

The lock makes an alarmingly loud noise as I pull down on it,  fuck. His dog in the next room starts barking to alarm the grabber of the noise. Shit, shit, SHIT. I push the door out of my way and run as fast as I fucking can away from that psycho's house.

As I'm sprinting I hear his shitty van behind me, I'm too scared to see how close it is. "HELP" "HELP ME" I scream at the top of my lungs. I turn to my side to see the van across from me. He turns the van right in my direction making me smack right into the car, "FUCK" I fall to the ground and get up as fast as I can and sprint screaming, "THE GRABBER HELP" as soon as I scream that he jumps on top of me pulling me into a headlock holding a knife to my neck".

"You say one fucking word...and I will gut you like a pig right here in the streets" he whispers into my ear making me shiver. "And strangle you with your own intestines.." he spits back pushing the tip of the knife closer to my chin. I watch as the porch lights go off," I'm dead. He gets on top of me and says in a horrific tone "Nighty night, naughty girl" as he slugs me in the face...