Bloody tears of a final girl (Slashers x F!reader)

Final hours

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You put your hands up. Sweat ran down your back as the hairs on your neck rose. The mesh glove pressed against your mouth making your body shake. Your breath caught in your breath as you felt the knife move against your skin.

"Now you are going to go out there and tell them you never want to see them again" he whispers against your ear.

He slowly lets his glove lower from your mouth to let you respond "They'll never believe that"

"Either you make them believe it or I have my partner shoot every last one of your boyfriends" he responds with a hiss.

Your eyes widen "I would hate you"

"Don't worry, I know you don't mean that" he purrs.

"Hurt any of them and I'll fucking hate you for the rest of my life" you snarled.

"Hate me, doesn't matter you're mine and mine alone got it" he growled his knife pressing into your throat.

"...okay...okay" you shakily let out tears of your own as they roll down your cheeks and pooled at your chin.

He lifted the cold metal from your neck making you grip your neck letting out quick breaths. You looked at him with hate in your eyes. You fucking hated him.

The Ghostface mask didn't give away any of the emotions he was feeling. You knew him and Tate were working together to bring down your other stalkers. A gun. A fucking gun would kill everyone in this mansion but Randy. The thought made you want to laugh at this moment.

"I'll do it" you finally say the words tasting like poison on your tongue.

"Once you tell them, you will leave through the front door got it, if you aren't out there in five minutes don't think I'll even hesitate to kill those fuckers" he sneered "You're lucky I love you enough to keep them alive after touching you so lewdly"

"This isn't love" you try and reason with him.

He just hums "You'll appreciate it one day"

You looked back at him. He waved you away with an impatient tap of his foot. Your hand reached out for the cold door knob, twisting it. Your hands were hard to keep steady.

You take in a shaky breath. You walked out into the hallways, they were feeling suddenly too small as if they would close in on you at any second. Your hands twitched by your side. You couldn't focus. Your mind was racing twenty miles per hour.

You hear soft chatter in the quiet hallway. You let your feet guide you to the sound of the voices. You find Donnie and Joe discussing something making your eyes squint suspiciously.

"I need you both to follow me, do you know where Stu, Billy and Hannibal are?" You asked not really even giving them small talk.

"Yeah, they are all in the same room Hannibal's checking on them" Donnie said but he looked...off.

He was scratching at his neck and glancing around in paranoia. Your eyes looked at him and when he looked back at you, you almost didn't recognize him. His eyes looked dark and paranoid.

"Donnie...did you take your medication" you say gently.

"Yes, sorry just...freaked is all" he answered but he hit his skull softly muttering a soft 'shut up'.

You didn't have time for this. Stu, Billy's and Hannibal's lives were on the line. If he was just threatening Donnie and Joe you would have let it happen but you have other lives responible on your shoulders not even to mention Randy's in the cross fire.