TW: 18+, creampie, mild knife play, degradation & praise, I want to have his kids, I need him inside of me, Happy Halloween
A ring from your nightstand made you wake up. Your eyesight fuzzy as you were still groggy. You could've sworn you put your phone on silent for the night, looking at the caller ID you rolled your eyes at the unknown number. Turning the ringer off you slowly drifted back to sleep.
Not even a few moments later, your phone rang again. "I will literally cry..." You mumbled as you looked at your phone again, the same caller ID popping up in your screen. After a moment of hesitation you answered the call.
"Hello?"
There was a pause, you could hear the person on the other end breathing into the phone.
"Hello?"
You sighed as you kept hearing the same breathing.
"Bro, I can hear you breathing, I know your there." A light chuckle was heard from the other end.
"Hello Y/N..."
Your breath caught in your throat, a sense of fear crawled it's way up your spine.
"Who are you?" You were fully awake at this point, finding out who was on the other end became more important.
"You disappoint me, you should know better than to ask that question... I've been watching you."
You swallowed a lump in your throat as you looked around your room in a panic. The movie posters on your wall stared into your soul.
"Answer me this one question, what's your favorite horror movie?"
A loud thud was heard from your kitchen, your breathing picking up. Your mind raced as you thought of options, looking in the corner of your room you spotted your Good Guys doll.
"C-Childs play, the second one..." With a few moments of silence the line cut itself off.
Your hands trembled as you slowly stood up from your bed. The thought of this stranger sneaking a camera into your room played itself in your mind and the paranoia made you start peeling off the multiple horror movie poster off your walls.
"I could tell you lied."
The same voice rang inside the walls of your room. Turning around you almost let out a scream as you watched him lift up the knife in hand.
"Why did you lie?"
Backing up you fumbled onto the floor as you Tripped over one of your shoes. "P-please, give me a second. I-, there's just... So, so many to chose from." Your heart was beating out of your chest, sweat covering your forehead. His head tilted, almost as if signaling for you to speak.
"Well, terrifier 1 and 2 are good, great even... People suffered attack's... In the theater. And classics, like uhm, nightmare on elm street and uhh... Texas Chainsaw, right..?" You tried to calm yourself down as you scattered away from him.
"Look I don't, I don't know what you want but please don't kill me." Tears were starting to form in your eyes, your back hitting the wall as he stepped closer to you. Crouching down he traced the blunt end of the knife across your cheek.
"You look so pretty when you're scared..."
"What?"
You stared at the masked man in front of you, your breathing slowing down as he put the knife down by his side. His gloved hand lifted your chin up. Your eyes scanned his mask, hoping to read his expression through it.
Your lip trembled when he let your chin go. The man stood up, twirling the knife between his gloved hand. "Please just... Don't kill me, I'll do anything. Please just let me go!" You cried as you got on your knees. "Please just let me live..." The tears finally stained your face.
