The Chronicles Of SallyFace

Tension

A/n: I'm backkk
I know it's been a while but here's the 1/3 chapters.. I can promise you right now..the two chapters after this one will be...worth your time.
CW: Implied SH
Panic attacks
Slight details of Entity
Paranoia

[|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|]

"Don't make me go, PLEASE." My endless pleas weren't enough. I would do anything. Literally anything then have to go to school and them again. "Sal,I don't care how much you beg, you have to go to school!" I watched Dad walk out of the room, leaving me in the dark, of the early morning. I let myself sink father into my sheets, the cool fabric feeling nice on my skin.
If I stayed here, I'd probably create a me-sized dent in the mattress. It wouldn't be that bad, I'd get to lie around all day. I'd basically steal Gizmos personality..eat, sleep, lounge. The life. I entertain the thought, closing my eyes letting the mattress sink me in further. Letting it pull and gravitate to the plush. Letting myself go.

Suddenly the calm atmosphere dissipates, replaced with a heavy feeling, like I could choke...
I sit up quickly, my eyes scanning the room.
I feel like I'm being ..watched.
My eye scans the room, instantly locking onto the being in the room.
They're missing their eyes and their mouth has dried blood on the corners.
The tattered shirt they wear , looks old and festered. I feel my head swirl as I stare it.
My lungs won't take in air fast enough, I cough as my chest heaves. I try to close my eyes, but there it is..out the corner of my eye.

A bloodied person stands in the corner of my room.

I feel my throat try tio tear a scream through, but I can't.
And then they disappear. I cough feeling myself breathe properly as I relax. My hair is sticking to my neck, and small sweat droplets fall into my once pristine and cool sheets, which are now sticky and damp. "What..the hell?"

•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|

I can't seem to shake that uneasy presence, I felt and saw. Even in the shower, which is usually my private oasis, I find myself clinging to one side of the wall, staring at the door. Waiting. Waiting for the..person to barge in and terrify me again.
But they never came .
Not when I went back to my room, Not when I went to change. Not even when my father forced me to eat breakfast. It was like..it never happened..like it showed up and then vanished.
"Like it was a..ghost." I whisper, ignoring the chill that went down my spine.
|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•

(Y/n's pov)

Entering the school should be easy, except it's not. Going in there means facing the music, I now have to explain to all of my friends. Yay . This should be the easiest part, but it's gonna be awkward considering I dumped one of our best friends. "Who am I kidding..that's the part they'll hate me for." I know what I did was wrong, ok? I know Sal didn't deserve to be dumped like that. He was so sweet and perfect..and pretty. God's I miss him...
"Wtf, Y/n?!" I curse to myself. I always make life harder than it has to be. It's over. I ended it. No going back.
|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•
(3rd person)

"Y/n!" A chorus of people yelled in unison towards the awkward teen clutching their backpack. The lunch table. How could they forget? Every. Damn. Morning, The gang sits at the lunch table, in the back corner. It's twelve steps from Travis' and Five from the cafe lines. The perfect seat.
There is a problem though, everyone has a respective seat. Y/n glanced towards their own, locking eyes under the prosthetic. Those unforgiving blue eyes. You took two steps, and He was up. Sal's backpack slung over his shoulder, the keychains clacking. He doesn't say anything and heads to leave the room. "I- Sal!" He ignores you and continues walking. The gang watches in shock, until Ash pulls on your arm roughly. Her normally calm green eyes, were a firey blaze. "Fucking talk."
You sit down next to the , now , vacant seat. "I.." you look around the table locking eyes, with everyone except Larry. This was his best friend, you were about to talk about.. hurting. "I may have..no did. I definitely did. I um..I broke up with Sal." You whispered hurriedly.
It went so quiet at the table, you could've heard a pin drop. You glanced at the Metalhead sitting across from you, his brown eyes were wide. "Y/n..what the hell? What'd he do?!" Larry whisper yells. "Awee fuckkk..there my ship goes. I owe Neil money." You look at Todd, about to ask him what he means by that when Ash , once again, practically jumps you. "Oh! That explains why he was so quiet and fidgety. Y/n.." She trails.