The BlackPhone Imagines

F.B----Psycho Killer

Pretty predictable story
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Finney POV: 

I was in my living room, screaming. 
Why?
Because my dad was beating my sister.
He wasn't JUST beating her, he was cutting her, everywhere.
I could not imagine what a 12 year old could have done to deserve that.

"STOP IT!! YOU'RE HURTING HER!!" I screamed, running over and grabbing the belt.

I was welcomed with the feeling of a belt, gliding across my face.

"DO YOU WANT THIS TOO?!?!" He yelled. I stared at him.

"Yes. I want you to stop hurting my sister and hit me. LET YOUR ANGER OUT!" I yelled, preparing for the pain. 

He did as I asked, and Gwen started crying harder.

"FINNEY!!" She cried. 

Suddenly, we heard a banging at the door

"BUSY!!" My dad screamed.

Just then, the door busted open. 
What was revealed?
The mask killer, or, ghost face. 

My dad ran, while Gwen picked me up and pulled me away.

"GO AWAY! GET OUT!!" She screamed, trying to protect me.

The killer didn't let my dad get far. 
They jabbed him right in the face, continuing to stab him everywhere. 
The killer ran over to us, knife in hand. 
Gwen covered me, attempting to still protect me.

The killer removed the mask.

"Y/N!?!?" We yelled.

I got up and hugged her, so did Gwen.

"Hey guys! Are you alright!?!?" She asked.

"Yes! We are fine!" We said in sync, still hugging her.

"Gwen, go get cleaned up please, be careful with the alcohol!" She responded.

"Alright!!" Gwen smiled.

"Finney.." She whispered, putting her arms around my neck. 
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer.


I pulled her in and kissed her.
After a moment we pulled away.

"Cherry?" I asked, picking her up.

"Yep!" She smiled.

I kissed her again and then held her bridal style.

She started laughing.

"Hey what are we gonna do with the body?" I ask.

"Burn it?" She said.

















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WTFFFFF