𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗼𝗿. ; 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗱𝗱𝗼𝘁

𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲.

"do you .. wanna come to my room?"

she - she said WHA HUH ?? COME TO HER ROOM ?! WOAH. IS Y/N TRYNA GET NEAKY WIT ME ??!

my heart suddenly started beating faster and louder. "do i what?? are you sure that's a good idea .." "i said can you pass me the broom .. it's behind you."

oh SHIT.
okay maybe i am delusional.

"yeah sure here - my bad." i turned around and quickly grabbed the broom , then i handed it to her.
"no you're fine , what'd you think i said anyway?"

hah , i'm fine 😊. i know what she meant but i think what she really meant to say was 'darrian you're so fine and you're not crazy at all i just invited you into my room.' yes definitely. and then i'd reply like -

"darrian , you there ?"  oh FUCK.

"yeah - yes i'm here sorry i was just lost in my thoughts. i was uh , thinking about something from earlier." she started giggling a little bit , girl ain't shit funny. my bad let me calm down.
"oh okay. i was just wondering cause , you were smiling pretty hard. it was kinda creeping me out - but not because of your smile , i like it."

OH WORRDDDDD

"oh .. ? thank you y/n. i like you , you're pretty .. cool."

city boys up a thousand , i just rizzed tf outta y/n smh. i'm really him. and im talking to myself again i might be crazy too. but thats besides the point.

"you have a phone , right ?" "yeah ofcourse i do what kinda question is that?" "okay no need to get smart darrian. what's your number?"

.. ya'll know what that means 🥰.

i gave y/n my number. we exchanged a few more words and i left shortly after. soon as i stepped out of the house the cold ass air hit me. i looked down at my phone and saw that it was 11. we had been talking for so long but it only felt like a few minutes i couldn't believe how time had flew by like that.

i twisted the knob on my front door just to be met with a whole lotta nothing. i banged on the door, no response. so something is telling me to turn around.

i see an empty ass driveway.

i also see a tall dark figure standing in the fucking woods. dont play with me right now.

and when i say tall i mean ABNORMALLY FUCKIN TALL. taller than dd and dudey combined actually which wasn't very tall but you get what i mean.

i start bagging up away from the driveway about to hit a curve and run for the backdoor.

until that shit STARTED CHARGING AT ME.

ive never ran so fast in my life. i held onto my pants as i ran jumping over shit i couldn't see. i made it to the back of the house and the only thing i was depending on was locked too.

i only had a few seconds to get away from whatever the fuck that was and i didn't know what else to do.

until i found a ladder.
despite my fear of heights i had no other choice.
i quickly threw the ladder on the side of my
house and started to hear bushes rattling. i stepped up the ladder fast but not fast enough for it to fall over.

i climbed through my window and felt a sharp pain on my side. "fuck-" i collapsed on the floor holding my side. i looked at my hand and saw a slight line of blood. i pressed on it with my shirt and looked out the window while knocking the ladder down in the process.

i saw the figure in the distance, in the dark.
"come out pussy! this isn't funny!" whoever the fuck it was ran off and i closed my window and locked it. i ran over to my light and turned it off. i pulled out my
phone to call my mom and

i had no fucking wifi.
i turned on my data and started spam calling my
mom, it was going straight to voicemail and i started to panic because my torso was starting
to hurt worse and worse.

i texted dd because, i didn't even consider it couldve been him all this time.

i didn't know what to do at this point.

and then, the lights turned off. or more like the power because the air did too.

oh you've gotta be joking. this is not a damn horror movie. i snuck into the bathroom and shut the door quietly. i used my flashlight to see that the scrape was now turning purple. just great. i was gettinf really hot and lightheaded.

i tried calling my mom again but there was still response. this was sp unlike her ofcourse she had ro be busy now.

and then i got a text from y/n.

i read it outloud,

"lol why is dd outside your house wit some other dudes? yall playin a game or sum?"

i know you fuckin lyin bro.

she sent me a video of dd with some other dudes we hang with laughing and dapping eachother out infront of my house. i was furious enough to shead a tear.

i texted dd sending him the video letting him know i knew it was him, then i blocked him. i slung open the bathroom door after the power had turned back on and stomped over to my closet. i threw my phone on the bed and grabbed two orbees guns. i opened my bedroom door and went downstairs as fast as i could.

i heard them laughing and saw them through the blinds. i'll show you something funny bitch.

i went out through the side door that was always locked.

i peeked around the corner and all of them were turned around like it was a miracle.

i then proceeded to open fire. i sprayed them down with both of the guns until they hopped into a car and sped off. i went back inside and made sure to lock the door behind me. i threw the guns down on the floor and slowly dragged myself upstairs.

i limped over to the bathroom taking my shirt off. i grabbed the peroxide and mentally killed myself. i would rather die from this minor wound than do this right now.

i took two rags. i bit onto one and poured the peroxide on the other. i took a deep breath in and kept gaslighting myself saying it wasn't gonna burt so i pressed the rag to the wound.

oh my fucking god i was wrong. the entire rag fell out of my mouth and i screamed so loud i think i wouldn't be surprised if someone called the police.

this shit hurt so bad i started crying. i flipped the rag around and wiped the foam away from my injury. i wrapped a bandage around my waist. i let out a deep sigh and wiped my face.

i pulled out my phone and saw i had another text from y/n.

"are you okay? i heard a scream that was definitely yours."

aww bae was worried about me.
i fixed my hair in the mirror and switched to my camera. i threw up the "🤘" sign and sent the photo to y/n making sure i got the bandage in the shot.

i scanned the photo like 30 times before realizing i had her on read. i sent the photo and she immediately opened it.

she started typing and then .. nothing she left me on read.
i shut off the bathroom light and flopped on my bed.

i was laying down in my bed exhausted but restless, my eyes were slowly shutting and i had no clue how much time had passed. i picked up my phone squinting from the bright light and it had been an hour since i sent the photo. i started to regret ever sending that. deciding i'll just blame it on my hallucinations in the morning since i was too tired to think.