Stay

Introductions

(Before reading I would like to quickly apologize for the short parts. This is my first writing piece and hopefully as we go along the chapters will get longer. Tysm for reading, I really appreciate it and I hope you enjoy <3)

I stumbled through the bushes as scrapes and cuts sliced my legs. Although none of that mattered. The stab wound piercing my stomach didn't matter, neither did the blood spread across my face, which may or may not have been my own. The only thought that was engraved into my mind was to get away. No matter what, I had to live. For Brett. I shuffled through the overgrowth with the last bit of strength I had.

"Y/N GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE" the man yelled. The sound was muffled through my head as it was hard to think about anything else. The horrors I had just witnessed clouded my mind. Why was I still alive? I should be dead, although I'll be dead soon anyway. I eventually made it out of the forest, and a blurred figure of a tall building wasn't far. This gave a that little bit of hope that I so desperately needed.

"Help... please" I mumbled until my breath. My voice had been lost after suffering from this pain for so long. I managed to run toward the building, stumbling here and there with my injuries and blood loss. I reached the door and started banging as loud as I could, "help! Please he's trying to kill me!" Before realizing that it was it wasn't locked. I pushed the door open and stumbled inside. I forcefully shoved the door closed behind me and walked a few short steps inside before falling to the ground. Darkness filled my eyes. My limbs were numb and I couldn't move. This is where I die...

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I woke up suddenly. I immediately sat up and looked around. A blanket was placed over me and a bandage was applied clumsily around my wounds. The room was peaceful and quiet. I noticed a doll sitting on the table next to me with a note beside it. The bad handwriting on the note looked to have belonged to a child. It read "I will take care of you. I'm a good boy I promise." I smiled at the writing, finding it amusing. Is this some sort of joke? I thought to myself. What happened to the man? I looked around.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" The man must not have been arrested, if he was then I would be in the hospital right now. Is this some kind of sick joke he's playing? I let out a sigh. The silence was comforting. I laid back down as a tear fell down my cheek. I covered my face with my hands "fuck" I cried as I recalled all that has happened in the past few hours. How long was I asleep? Brett has to be dead by now. I winced at the pain in my stomach, my adrenaline rush was over and I could feel all the damage that had been done to my body.

I fought through it and forced myself to get up. If he is still here I need to get out as soon as possible. I placed my hands on the walls for support as I stumbled over toward the front door. I paused at the sight of blood spread across the walls and front door. This blood wasn't my own... just what happened while I was passed out? Is that man dead? I quickly recalled the note. I will take care of you, I'm a good boy I promise? What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I groaned as the pain in my stomach got worse after walking around. I quickly returned to the couch and slouched down. I guess I can stay for a little while longer...

I laid back down on the couch and fell asleep quickly. I woke up to a loud thud. I quickly got up and looked around. The man was back, but Brett was with him. "Brett?" I mumbled. Brett just stared at me with an unchanged expression as the man laughed, "you thought you could save her? Pathetic.". He lunged at me with an evil look in his eye.

I jumped up from the couch as my breathing was heavy. I realized that it was a dream and calmed myself down quickly. Taking deep breaths, I noticed a plate with food on it next to the doll on the table. The writing on the note changed. A single word was written. Stay.