Evan Peters Imagines and One Shots

Kamikaze Kai Pt.3

Things had been quiet lately. Too quiet. You would expect me to be happy that I hadn't been harassed for a while, but I wasn't. Kai was a persistent man. The only reason he wouldn't be around was if he was plotting; whatever he had planned would be huge, and this knowledge left me uneasy. I hadn't seen him in a week. I paced back and forth in my room that I hadn't exited in God knows how long. Thankfully, I had a remote job, so this didn't affect my income- my mental health was a different story.

I needed to distract myself. I couldn't sit here and live in fear of Kai, especially when I had finally escaped him. When we were in college, he always seemed infatuated with me. Creepy was an understatement of what it was. One time, I caught him in my room stealing my underwear when the frats were doing panty raids, but he never joined a fraternity. My dorm manager had instructions not to let him around in a 20-foot radius, and I had to get a restraining order on him, which ended before I transferred to an out-of-state university.

I decided to watch some television. Hopefully, they'll be playing old reruns of the Golden Girls. I needed Sofia's words of wisdom right now. I switched on the television and switched through the channels, but I stopped when I heard something unbelievable come from the Michigan news channel. Kai's campaign had skyrocketed, and he was very high on the leaderboard for our next councilman. What the hell had our world come to?

I couldn't stay shocked for long. I got distracted as I heard a car pull up. I was very nosey, so I peeked out the window to see who it was. A white van had parked across the street. If I had my neighbors' numbers in this old phone, I'd text them and tell them to keep their kids inside. Something about that van freaked me out. I ignored it and continued to watch television. If it wasn't Kai, I was fine.

I had been watching the show for about fifteen minutes. I'd realized that Rose was too pure for this world and the others were corrupting her- let her be happy in her delusional, Amish-like, corn-loving world. I jerked when I heard a sound come from my kitchen. It sounded like my backdoor was being busted open. Oh my God! I knew Kai was coming back. I was shaking as I got up and ran toward my front door. My hands started to fidget, which made it a struggle to unlock the door- but it felt like someone was holding the knob from the other side. I kicked my door. I didn't care if it broke. I needed to get out. There was no telling what Kai would do. The door wouldn't budge. I needed to escape through a window. I ran back to my room, but what I saw caught me more off guard than expected.

I hollered as I met two people in clown masks in my room. I ran to my living room, but another clown had busted in my front door. I knew someone was holding the knob. The clown moved toward me with a knife in hand. Today would be my last- I always thought I'd die from murder. I thought Kai would be my killer, but I was not going down easy, whether it was against him or a bunch of bootleg Twistys.

My fight-or-flight response kicked in immediately as I punched the clown's mask. I struck hard enough that I could tell I had broken whoever was behind its nose. The person swore and began to back up from me, holding its face through its mask. This gave me enough time to run to the fireplace and pick up a fire poker. While the clown tended to its injury, another exited my kitchen and noticed its partner being down. I hid the weapon behind my back.

"That'll be you next," I threatened, "I don't want to hurt anybody else, but I will if I have to."

The clown ran straight toward me; I had no choice but to swing the poker into its stomach. The clown groaned as it dropped to its knees. This one was different- it wouldn't go down as easy as its partner. It began to stand back up. I swung the poker again, but I aimed higher this time. The poker struck his head directly, and he dropped down completely. I hadn't known whether I'd killed them or whether they were only knocked out, and I wasn't going to check.