A R T < 3 (Reader x Art)

E N D 15

He dragged you through the park to a somewhat open area surrounded by old-vandalized carnival looking booths and propaganda.
( The same place they went at end of second movie )

You both turned around and there was Sienna.
Dressed in her old warrior Halloween costume from two years ago. Old blood stains and all like she didn't wash it once since that night.

Sword in hand.

"Come at me mother fucker."
She said confidently. Full of rage.

This put you in a really hard position.

"Art why are we here?"
You looked up at him nervously.

He ignored you as his face lit up.
He thru his bag down but not before he grabbed a chainsaw. He revved it up  and grabbed your hand as he ran into a fun house full of mirrors.

She followed behind. He hid behind the wall of the entrance and sliced into her leg as she walked in.
She had a huge gash across her thigh.

He went to grab the sword but it burned his hand immediately.

"Stop!" You yelled.

Sienna wrapped her wound immediately with gauze from her big leather purse.

She came prepared this time and had back up.

Art had ran off down the hall.

"Sienna what's going on?"

She limped towards you.

"I'm going to kill him and I should kill you too for defending this fucking asshole. Why are you dressed like that? Actually, I don't care. Stay out of my way.

She said brutally as she shoved you out of her way.

You followed her slowly from behind with the rusty crowbar still in your hand.

The exit was approaching. Art suddenly jumped out of nowhere like he could navigate the halls of mirrors with ease. He tackled Sienna to the ground.

The sword fell out of her hand and out of arms reach.

"You said you wouldn't kill her! Sienna why can't you move on."

"He killed my family you bitch! You texted me and told me to do meet you here. I'm not stupi-"

"No I didn't."

Art wrapped his hands around her throat.

You stood there conflicted.

Suddenly art fell on top of her. He was bleeding down his shoulder. He got up and ran off as quickly as he could. Out of the building.

Sienna's brother Jonathan was standing silently behind me with a shot gun.

He had a shocked look on face.
Like he couldn't believe he did that.

I guess he was prepared too.

Sienna looked at you as you ran past her.
You attempted to grab the sword on the way but it burned you too so you dropped it immediately.

You ran to art as quick as you could.
Trying to console him.
He was in a little carnie booth. There was still old moldy-stuffed prizes hanging from the top. It was an old ring toss game.

He seemed fine.

"At least he has poor aim?" You said.
Art covered your mouth with his hand and held you close.

He took out a folded piece of paper and tucked it into your bra. Then walked back out grabbing the crow bar from your hand in the process.

Sienna wasn't far.
You could hear the footsteps creeping.

Art struck her on the side with the bar. As he went to strike her in the head, She stabbed him in the chest with the sword.

He fell to the ground.
"No Art!"

You ran over to him.
Sienna looked at you with disgust.

"Sienna please don't. Please don't. I need him. Get up!"

You screamed

He accepted his defeat as Sienna pulled the sword out and struck it across his neck.

His head rolled off to the floor.

You screamed desperately and got on your knees right beside him.

Sienna picked up the head, spit on it, then threw it towards you as you cried.

"I hope this knocked some sense into you. Not that it makes much of a difference. You're just as guilty, Come on Jonathan."

They walked off and the little girl approached you from behind.

You were conflicted.
You wanted to kill her now but you were just human and she and her brother could take you down too if you even tried with that sword and gun. All you had was a crowbar.

You weren't sure what to do now. Art was gone.
You screamed at the top of your lungs with rage.

The girl pointed to your pocket.

You reached in and grabbed the note.
It read

"seE yoU Soon
<3 ART"

In messy black ink. It looked like it was written with an eyeliner pencil.

The little girl had a huge smile as she handed you a gun then held her hand in the shape of a gun to her head.

She stared at you than ran over to pick up Art's head.

"I love you Art." You smiled while tears ran down your face then kissed the note and tucked it back into your pocket.

You held the gun to your head.

The girl waved goodbye to you as held his head in the other hand.

You pulled the trigger.

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(Part two in works will be continued off this real soon!)