After i put the phone down i went to my kitchen a grabbed a glass of water my mind was racing and my breathing was heavy, but before i got to take a sip the phone rang again. This time my palms felt sweaty and my entire body felt shaken up. I let the the phone ring not knowing what to do.
After the phone stopped ringing i let out a deep breathe i didn't know i was holding.
After a couple seconds later the phone started ringing again and i knew if i didn't answer something bad was gonna happen.I slowly walk to the phone and pick it up while my hands are trembling.
"Hang up on me one more time and i'll slice your throat." His words came harsh and fast. My breathe hitched and i froze not knowing what to say or do. "What do you want?" I asked trembling afraid of what the response would be. There was silence for a minute as if the killer wasn't even sure how to answer that question. "The articles you wrote about me, they've brought me more fame then any other article." He replied in a low and calm tone, as if his response was calculated. Right then and there i knew who i was talking to, The infamous Ghost face. "What i want from you is more fame." Pride was dripping from the words he last spoke. "You're going to help me get on national news, go famous all over." His voice sounded empty and as he spoke it became clear nothing was going to stop his from achieving his goal.I was a bit confused because i wasn't the only one writing the articles, did he call Jed and threaten him too? "What if i refuse to help you?" I asked calmly, carefully and quite curious where this conversation was going. "Well if you don't help me you have no use and i'll just kill you." He said so calmly without a care in the world for his cruel actions. I didn't know how to process this conversation fully, i was still quite shocked for the fact that i'm literally talking to a killer. "Why do you want me to help you? i wasn't the only one writing those articles on you."
"God enough with the stupid questions and answer the fucking question, are you gonna help me or die!" He said in a harsh and aggressive tone making me slightly flinch. I was thinking about what i could do, i could easily call the police and then die or i can refuse to help him then die or I can help him and hope he doesn't kill me. I stayed quite not sure for what i was gonna do and wondering why he was talking to me and not Jed, i got lost in my thoughts, then i was interrupted by an agitated killer. "Well?" His voice grew impatient and sounded frustrated. "I don't know." i said quietly not sure what was really going on in my mind. "You have until 7:00pm to make up your mind, i'll call you if you still haven't made up your mind i'll kill you." He said quite rudely. Before i could even say anything he hung up.I looked down at the phone and put is down walking to my couch sitting holding my knees to my chest while biting my nails thinking, It was currently 5:56 i had 2 hours to make up my mind. I turned around look at the phone picking it up tempted to call the police. But i knew if i were to call the police he would kill me and there was this feeling of being watched, as i put down the phone the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and i felt a weird shock go down my spine that made me shiver. I got up going to my bag on the counter grabbing my cigarette box and getting a lighter, lifting the cigarette to my lips and inhaling and exhaling the smoke. "Fuck!" I yelled grabbing my purse and throwing it in a random direction. I leaned my body on top of the counter running my left hand through my hair and my right hand bringing the cigarette up to my lip's inhaling.
I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to think, how to act, I was stuck.
*Buzz* I heard a buzz come from my phone. I go to my purse that i had thrown and grabbed my phone to see that Jed had texted me.Annoying #1
hey i feel like we haven't talked in a while how you doing sweetheart?
Favorite Person 💗
hey i'm doing fine just a bit stressed.As i was texting Jed i couldn't help but feel tears form on the edges of my eyes.
Annoying #1
Sorry to hear that darling, You wanna hang out and talk about what's got you stressed sweetheart?I thought for a second how to answer, if we hang out it'll give me more time to think about my decision or ghost face calls me and realizes i'm not alone and kill me and Jed. It will also give me a chance to ask Jed if the killer had also called him.
Favorite Person 💗
Yea let's hang out
I'll send you my address
*address*
Annoying #1
I'll see you in 20
I'll also bring some snacks
See you later sweetheart.I smiled at his words forgetting about the encounter i had with the killer just a minute ago.
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GhostFace x F Reader
TerrorY/n 22 years old doesn't have many friends except for her two best friends Jason and Evie. They've known each other since they were five. *this is not really completed but i'm done doing this story, sorry to disappoint*