-Chapter 2-

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My mind was distraught. News reporters were outside my home questioning me as I tried walking through the front door. Asking me if I killed them if I killed Casey. Dewy was my police escort, he managed to get them off, threatening them that they are on my property.

"Thanks, Dewy"

"No problem kid now if anything happens I want you to call me okay?" I nodded, Dewy patted my back and hugged me.

"Stay safe"

"You too" Dewy was a brother to me and Tatum was my sister. Even though not by blood, we always had a bond. I walked into the house as my mother opened the door for me. She smiled as I walked past her and into the living room. I grabbed the remote and started watching the news. My mother walked into the living room and handed me a plate of waffles.

"Hey y/n how was school"

"School was fine I guess, I mean I became popular for once, not my intended way though" I cracked a light smile as she chuckled.

"Well, I'm going out tonight on a date. I can't cancel, but I'll be home before the time you go to school tomorrow, okay?"

"Is it safe Mom with all the murders though?" Was she crazy? Leaving me alone here in this house, hell we live in the middle of nowhere.

"I'll be safe dear, and you'll be fine as well, don't you have a friend coming over tonight too?" I completely forgot about Tatum coming over.

"I guess I'll be fine." Her face lit up.

"I love you dear I'll see you later okay"

" I love you too bye," I said in monotone. She grabbed her purse and left.

I grabbed the phone and dialed Billy's number. I wanted to talk with him, maybe that would help.

"Come on Billy, pick up" The ringing turned to voicemail.

"Fuck" I waited for the beep as I started to talk.

"Hey Billy it's um Y/n I don't even know why I'm calling you, but if you're free tonight Tatum is coming over to hang out, you can come too! You can also bring Sidney. I'm sure Tatum is bringing Stu. We're probably going to get high and shit because of everything that happened, so if you want to come just stop by or give me a call, whatever works! Bye," I sighed as I shut off the phone and finished my waffles.

I jumped as the phone rang,

"Y/n I'm picking up Sidney, cheer practice got out late"

"Alright, take your time, I'm not worried."

"Of course, miss y/n never worries about anything"

"Haha, thanks, Tatum. Bye"

"Bye, I'll be there in a bit." I hung up and grabbed my plate off of the coffee table and walked to my kitchen. I sighed as I put the dish in the sink and looked out the window. Shadows lined the trees as a black figure weaved in and out of them.

The phone rang in the hallway. I walked over to it and picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked a slightly annoyed tone to my voice.

"Hello y/n" I froze as I looked around. He's back, no, no, no.

"Randy if this is you playing a fucking prank I swear to god I will actually hurt you"

"This isn't Randy"

"Well fuck off you already killed Casey and you could've killed me, but you didn't so bye!" I am too tired for this shit right now, it's probably a prank. I hung up and ran downstairs and started to lock all my doors. The phone rang again.

"Listen bitch, I will call the police and I will kill you"

"Kill me? Haha, you got it all wrong doll"

"STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME" I spun around trying to find the window he was at. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife from the knife block and held it in front of me.

"Ooooo I'm so scared. Now y/n tell me how did it feel when Casey's guts were spilled onto your body"

"Shut the fuck up" I hung up the phone, then I walked around the house checking for him. I am going to kill this motherfucker. I turned the corner and I am now back in the kitchen. As I am about to go into the dining room, the 'ghost face' guy jumps out from the door and tries to stab me.

"ASSHOLE" I screamed, and dogged the stab. I turned and stabbed his arm, hitting a vein and causing blood to spray everywhere. I could hear him groan in pain as I sprint to the front door. Quickly unlocking it with blood still on my hands as I ran outside.

"FUCK YOU BITCH" I flipped him off as I ran. Then a killer appears from behind the trees. He pulls out a voice changer as he speaks.

"Hello y/n" so his voice was fake, I took a step back.

"And here I thought that was your real voice, damn it was kinda sexy" I hear a light chuckle as he swiftly stabs my arm. A blood-curdling scream reached my ears as I realized it's my own.I looked at my arm where I had been stabbed only to see blood seeping through my sleeve. My legs collapse and I swing my knife at his legs but to no avail, he moves and steps onto my hand forcing me to drop the knife.

"FUCK" I scream in pain.

"It's going to be a fun game Y/n just wait" he then picks up my knife, and as I try to move he stabs my arm again. A light but swift movement, not enough to kill me but to make me become weak.

"Please stop" my voice was tired from screaming as he then lifted my body up and pointed a knife toward my neck.

"Walk back to the house, and you might live" I followed as he said I have no choice. He then pushes my body through the door as I fall forward, blood dripping onto my hardwood floors.

"F-fuck" my voice shaking with fear, pain, and just plain tiredness. He then shuts the door behind me, leaving me trapped in my own home.

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