His final scream- Ethan Landry x oc

Part 3

We had just arrived back at the apartment and I led Ethan into my room. He sat down on my bed and I walked out of the room to get a first aid kit from the bathroom. I walked back in and sat down on the bed right next to him.

I took his hand in mine and grabbed a sanitizing wipe. I ran it against his knuckles and he winced.

"Sorry." I said quietly.

After sanitizing I grabbed gauze and started wrapping his hand in it. I could feel him looking at me as I was wrapping his hand. After I was done I let my eyes meet his.

He was moving closer. And closer. That's when I stopped him.

"We can't." I almost whispered.

"Why?"

"Because I'll only break your heart."

"I'm tougher than you think. I made it through once already you know."

"You're making a mistake."

"Maybe." He said as he was getting closer again.

"Definitely." I whispered before his lips met mine.

His lips were soft. Gentle. He brought his hand to to cup my face as his lips were moving in harmony with mine. I let my hand reach the back of his neck. That's when he brought his hand on my thigh and brought me onto him so I was now straddling his lap. Still kissing him. Still intoxicated. Still loving it.

"God you taste so good." I heard him groan.

He brought his hand down on my lower back and pulled me closer to him so my body was now completely touching his. He had taken his robot costume off when we first got into the apartment so all I could feel now was his surprisingly toned set of abs under his shirt against my abdomen. My dress was pretty tight fitting so he could feel every curve on my body as I let his hands explore it.

That's when we heard it. Our names being called from the living room. I groaned in annoyance as I got off of him and helped him stand. I grabbed my phone and then I led him out of the room and into the living room. Everyone was standing gathered around the TV. I didn't understand what was happening until I myself saw the TV screen.

My heart dropped as I heard what the news reporter was saying.

"Two teenagers killed tonight in New York. A ghost face mask was left behind. The same kind that was used in the Woodsboro killings."

I dropped my phone in fear and my heart started pounding in my chest. Everything started echoing and my ears started ringing. One of the guys that got killed was the guy we had met earlier that night. Jason. My breathing got heavy and I suddenly felt like the walls were closing in. I heard Ethan ask if I was okay but it all sounded like one big echo. I started feeling choked up so I started rushing out of the apartment. I ran down all of the stairs and out of the complex. I fell down against the building wall when I got out. As my legs met the cold ground I let the tears and fear escape my eyes.

It was dark. And probably not safe. But it didn't matter. I couldn't live through this again. Ghost face can just kill me already. Last time almost broke me but I survived. Barely. I was unconscious for 3 days. Barely alive. I recovered quickly after that but I kept all of the trauma in my head and locked it away within me. It was just hitting me now. My breathing was rapid. I felt like all the air was being taken out of me. A panic attack. My heart was pounding in my ears. That's when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I flinched.

"Hey. Are you okay?" I heard Ethan say.

I couldn't talk. I couldn't breath.

"O-Okay I know what this is. It's okay I got you don't worry." He said crouching down to be on my level.