Duality (slashers x reader)

24. Bleed The Freak

I wrenched my eyelids open, the pain in my head almost blinding me. My wrists were burning and I squinted at the rope tied tightly around them, the skin beneath red and irritated. My eyes shot open and I was immediately overwhelmed by what I saw: a long dinner table stretched far in front of me, plates of egg and bread in front of the family. I sat at the head of a table, tied to a chair just like Sally Hardesty 2 years before me. 

My breath hitched in my breath and suddenly I felt as if my lungs had shrunk 3 sizes. No matter how deep of a breath I took, my lungs were deflating and immediately expelling it back out. Tears streamed down my face and an uncontrollable scream escaped my lips. I choked on the tears and yelled again, desperate for Noah to be somewhere, anywhere, still alive.

'Hey, shut it!' Nubbins slammed his fork down on the table, scowling at me. I shut up instantly, unable to stop my bottom lip quivering and the incessant stream of tears down my face. Bubba didn't look up once, his gaze firmly fixed on the plate in front of him while Nubbins continued to glare at me. Cook was sat behind Nubbins, almost hidden as he shrunk into his seat. 

I was so focused on those three that I hadn't even noticed the statue-like figure of Grandpa sitting at the other end of the table. His eyes were closed and he looked on the brink of death, if not already. It was a miracle he was still breathing.

'Goddamn it, they're not eating the food!' Nubbins gestured to the plate of untouched food in front of me. 'They're not eating your food! That's bad manners!' He turned to Cook, who looked at my plate and opened his mouth as if to speak. He was cut off by Bubba though, who let out a soft but audible grunt. Both Cook and Nubbins turned to him, Nubbins being the first to address him.

'What did you say?'

Bubba grunted again, louder this time, but still kept his head down. Nubbins exploded at him, throwing his plate and hitting Bubba square in his head. The plate shattered into pieces, egg flying everywhere. Cook jumped up, shouting at Nubbins to leave him alone, but he carried on shouting at the cowering giant across from him.

'You ain't a part of this family and you ain't never been! You never done nothing for us!' 

The family seemingly forgot about me, completely engrossed in their fight: Nubbins yelling at the top of his voice at Bubba, who shrunk into himself on the floor beside his vacant chair, Cook yelling at the both of them to stop.

A loud groan cut through the cacophony of yells, everyone immediately growing silent and turning to the figure at the head of the table.

'We done woke up Grandpa now.' Cook looked back to Nubbins and Bubba. 'Get 'em out the chair and round 'ere. I'll get the bucket.' 

He left the room and I immediately flew into a panic. Everything had been playing out similar to the first movie which meant what was coming would not be a fun thing for me. I screamed and screamed, crying for help as Nubbins laughed in my face and slowly crept toward me. He pulled on the rope wrapped around my wrists, and I quickly threw my fist up, punching him square in the mouth. He fell back, grabbing his mouth and cursing. I fell forward from the chair, running to the door as fast as I could, eternally grateful that they hadn't tied up my legs. I gripped the handle and flung the door open but before I could make it out, big arms wrapped around me and pulled me back in. Bubba was dragging me towards Grandpa's end of the table, as Nubbins spat at me, blood dripping down his chin.

He pushed me down to the floor and held my head above the bucket, all while I thrashed and punched and screamed, desperate to escape his grip.

'Hold their head still. Still! Grandpa can't hit them if they're shaking about!' I felt Bubba's grip on me tighten and I yelled out in pain as the hard metal rim of the bucket pressed into my chest. Nubbins fell to the floor beside me, his face inches from mine, a sickly smile on his face.

'Grandpa's the greatest for this. He was the best in the town for years.' He laughed at me when a shrill scream escaped my throat as the hammer fell a few centimetres past my head into the bucket with a loud CLANG. 

Again and again, the hammer skimmed my head and fell into the bucket, the family yelling 'come on grandpa!' over each other. The first time it connected, a sharp pain exploded in my head and I screamed as loud as I could, my body convulsing as blood dripped into the bucket below me. My head was pounding and my vision went blurry, another blow striking my skull. I was trapped, there was nothing I could do but wait for Grandpa to hit me after multiple missed attempts every time. It was russian roulette but with a hammer and a feeble old man.

That is until Grandpa jerked in his seat, sending the hammer across the room. Nubbins moved to retrieve it and kicked my leg out as hard as I could in my delirious state, my foot connecting with Bubba's chest. He fell back with a loud 'oof' and I grabbed onto the dining table, pulling myself onto my feet and almost toppling over. Blood soaked my hair and clothes and it dripped down my arms slowly. Nubbins lunged at me with a yell but I dodged him and pushed his back as hard as I could, causing him to fall into Cook with so much force they both fell to the floor. 

I ran for the door for a second time, finding myself in a dark hallway I didn't recognise. Jesus, what is this house's layout? I didn't have time to think so I decided to pick a random door and run through. That didn't work though, and I found myself in a dirty kitchen, no other doors leading out. I retreated back into the hallway, a thud from the dining room only increasing my panic and sending me running to the opposite door. 

The floor of this room was coated in small bones and skulls, my feet kicking them in all directions when I stepped in. A dusty sofa was sat in front of the archway leading to what I saw was the front door. I wanted to sprint and throw myself out of it, into the fields and down the hill. But a figure slumped on the sofa caught my eye. A black curl stuck out against the light fabric of the sofa, and my heart immediately dropped to the pits of my stomach. 

I stepped toward the body, my hand reaching out to turn it over despite me already knowing in my heart who it was. Noah's face was pale and sunken, blood seeping down his cheeks from his head. His eyes were still frozen with fear, staring right at mine. I wanted to weep - to fall to my knees and just cry and cry. I was the only one left again. But another thud behind me brought me to my senses, and the distant buzz of a chainsaw seemed to echo in my ribs.

I skirted around the sofa, bones flying everywhere with a loud clatter, and grasped the handle of the front door. It was unlocked, and I could have screamed I was so grateful. It was night outside, and the air was cool and still. It amazed me how much it contrasted with the inside of the house. 

Jumping across the porch and down the steps, I started running full force down the hill and almost toppled down it as my feet moved slower than I wanted them to. My hope was growing with each step, a smile spreading across my face as I made it further and further away from the house. Suddenly, my mind seemed to realise how loud the sound of the chainsaw was behind me, and I chanced a look over my shoulder. Leatherface was mere feet behind me, the chainsaw clasped tightly in his hands as he chased after me, quickly shortening the distance between us. 

I turned back around and almost fell, the blood loss getting to me. I felt as if my knees would shatter when I stepped hard onto the road. I fell into the van door, reaching for the door handle to jump in, when I felt my back get sliced in burning pain, the end of the chainsaw cutting through the front of my shirt. Everything went black.

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Hi everyone, I hope you're all doing well right now :). I just wanted to take a moment to thank you all so so much for all the support I've been getting for this story. I started it mostly because I just had a little idea and wanted to see what it would be like if executed, I never imagined I'd gain all this love from all of you. I genuinely appreciate you all so so much, from the bottom of my heart thank you. To every single one of you <3