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I screamed and no one was around and if they were they minded their business. Hell, that's what New Yorkers do! I'm a major horror freak and when I tell you nobody cares just like in American Psycho, Ghostbusters, you name it.
He grabbed both my legs and tried to pull me down, I kicked and yelled but that only temped him more. As he did I felt a knife go into my leg, I whined more and fell off the dumpster.
I crawled off the ground and as I tried to run he grabbed my arm and pushed me up against the wall. I tried to move again but he pulled the knife up to my neck.
"Keep moving and see what happens" he replied and I stood still, he grabbed both my hands and pinned me against the wall. At this moment I felt scared.. but another was like what the hell is he doing.. but I was mostly scared to figure it out.
He grabbed both my hands in his and pulled them above my head. He then took his knife out and carefully slid it down my chest. I closed my eyes and prepared for anything.
"You're so gorgeous, you know that?" I opened my eyes at his comment and he just stared at me through his mask. I couldn't tell his expression but my eyes kept staring at his.
His cold knife was pressed against my chest and I had the girl's blood on me from the knife. He suddenly took the knife off me and put it back on his belt.
His grip was way too strong for me to move so I just stood there as my leg was bleeding. He then looked at my leg. "I'm sorry about your leg sweetheart but next time you shouldn't try to run" He looked back at me and tilted his head.
"I.. I'm sorry" That Is all I could get out, I was way too confused and I wasn't sure if he was flirting with me as a motive or just in general. His hand raised and he pulled my hair behind my ear.
I felt myself get hot and he chuckled slightly. Is it weird to say this was turning me on? We stood there for a few seconds before I felt my phone ring again.
Ghost face tilted his head, he removed his hands from mine and I stayed still, looking down. Hell, I was scared, but I was also embarrassed..
I felt footsteps run away and before I looked up he vanished.. just like a ghost. I breathed carefully and slid down the brick wall. My mind was racing and a guy in a ghost face costume just turned me on.
What is happening to me? I try to stand up and I hissed I forgot about my leg for some reason.
I limped back to the apartment and as I walked in I saw Sam and Tara glaring at me.
Sam was crossing her arms and Tara had her hands on her hips, "So.. where were you?" I smile awkwardly at Sam's comment.
"I went for a run and I guess I got carried away.. but I kinda fell in glass and it cut my back leg" I lied and Sam's brows furrowed. "Thankfully I got the glass out but my leg really hurts, I had to limp back" I showed them my leg and it was still gushing out.
Tara looks away and Sam grabs my hands, "I'll help you clean it up" I nod and we go to the bathroom. Quinn came out and gasped, "Cool gash!" I raised a brow at Quinn.
I stopped for a second, "hey Quinn.. why were you running so quickly earlier?" She turned around and her eyes were wide.
"Uh well, my boyfriend was hurt" she chuckled quietly and before I could open my mouth Sam dragged me away.
I followed her into the bathroom as she took a good look at it, and signed. "It's not that deep but that glass got you pretty good" I nod and she gets the aid kit.
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Scream for me | Ethan Landry x Fem reader | 16+ |
Fanfiction"Ethan.. stay back" "Why should I sweetheart?" // All credit to Scream 6 A Ghost face story ENEMIES TO LOVERS
