Creepypasta x Reader (A New Beginning- Book 2)

Chapter 2- Fixed

"Guys?" I call out in desperation as I run into the house. It was empty. No noise to be heard but my own shoes against the floorboard. The place looks abandoned. Have they left?

"Guys where are you?!" I ask aloud feeling panicked. I jump in my own skin as the front door slammed behind me. I turn around and found myself standing in front of the guys like I did when we first met.

Ben approached me and blood trickled from his eyes as he held his hand out to me.

"Ben I-" I quickly grab his hand and he pulled me close to him.

"You will never escape" he whispered to me with a mortifying grin "and you'll never see us again." His tone full was full of sadistic amusement as I froze in place.
His smile disappeared with a blink and he was cold, his eyes staring me down as his grip tightened and I wince under the pressure.
"Wake up..."

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"Hey!" A rough voice disturbed my slumber as a boot harshly kicked my back and forced me onto my stomach. I used my strength and got on my knees despite the tight restrictions.

My heart dropped realising I wasn't in the cabin, but in the dingy shed where I was held captive. It was completely dark outside. Not even the moonlight got through the window.

My body was exhausted and aching from the hard floor, I couldn't do anything but let time pass helplessly.

I felt different. I felt weak... it was then I realised that I didn't even feel sick anymore... the blood...is it gone?
Hoodie mentioned that it would leave but that I'd die before it would...
He never really is wrong.

Mick knelt down in front of me and pulled the gag out of my mouth and let it hang around my neck.

"Here" Mick huffed as he dropped a few pieces of bread on the floor in front of me. "You won't be collected until later so you'll just have to make do with this"

"I need to piss..." I look at him through my creased brows as he stood up. He let out a sigh in annoyance as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Fine." He knelt down once more and pulled a knife out of his boot.

He snapped the ties that bound my ankles letting them free. He then grabbed my forearm and pulled me up to my feet.
"Try anything funny and I'll make you regret it" he threatened as he brandished the blade in front of my face.

I gave a small nod as he led me outside into the garden, the house that these men lived in was isolated and only one road stretching out the horizon not far ahead.

"You know what we do. You really think we'd live right in the middle of town?" Mick scoffed as he shoved me forward. "Go ahead"

"What?" I asked surprised turning to him. "Right here?"

"You're not going in the house and you're not leaving my sight so you do it here or you can piss your pants in the shed!" he gritted.

"Can I least go behind the tree?" I ask him

"Fine" he sighed in annoyance once more.

I stumbled behind the large oak tree and after minutes of struggling due to my bound wrists, I finally managed to pull down my pants and crouch down.

I looked around seeing if there was anywhere I could sneak off and hide, eventually run. But it was too much of an open area, there's nowhere for me to go without being seen.

"Hurry up!" Mick demanded from the other side of the tree. I stood up and attempted to pull my pants back up but Mick had already appeared behind me and began dragging me back to the shed.

"Get the fuck off of me!" I shout as I try to pull out from his grip.

"You're taking too long! If you think this is humiliating wait till you get to where you're going tomorrow then this will be nothing to ya" he laughed as forced back into the shed and pushed me to the floor.

He knelt down as he pulled a new zip tie out of his pocket
"No!" I grunted as he pinned my legs down. I was left lying on the floor humiliated with my lower half helplessly exposed and my ankles bound together once more.

"Sleep darlin'" he ordered with an entertained smile

"I know someone who will make sure you fucking sleep!" I threaten before he forced the gag back into place.

"What's that princess?!" He placed his hand upto his ear "you'll have to speak up!" He laughed to himself as he shut the door locking it from the outside.

I cussed him out as loud as I could through the gag and fell back on to the floor looking up at the old rotting ceiling above me with old webs and new, inhabiting it's corners and beams.