Liar - Ethan Landry x Reader/OC

Chapter 2: What are you going to do? Jump through my window and stab me?!

TW: Blood, gore, violence,swearing

I walked into my apartment, hanging my keys on the key rack and walked over to my room. I noticed the door was open when I remembered closing it before i left for the party. I slowly take a couple steps back into the kitchen and grab a knife. As i make my way back to my bedroom door i slowly peek around the corner. I hold the knife in front of my and look around my room before deciding there's no one here and I'm just paranoid. I quickly change into a band t-shirt and spandex before making my way back into the kitchen, putting the knife back into the knife block.

While in the kitchen I begin to ponder the nights events. Who the fuck does this new guy think he is and why would he say something blatantly stupid like that. He was kind of cute though, but I'm still rather pissed about his statement. I grab a glass of water and begin to look around for my inhaler, that I always keep in the kitchen before I hear the landline ring.

It couldn't possibly be a prank caller again, could it? I look at my phone to see if maybe someone couldn't get a hold of me and decided to call the line, but there weren't any messages. Against my gut instinct I decided to pick up the phone.

"Hello?" I answer uncertainly.

"Looking for something?" The voice answered in a mimic-y tone.

I don't reply. My heart starts to beat out of my chest and it's as if the air in the room got thicker.

"I- how-?" I start before the voice cuts me off.

"I think you already know the answer to that question, Nicole. You're not dumb, or are you?" The voice replied with a deep chuckle.

"Leave me alone!" I shout into the phone before hanging up.

I quickly look around the kitchen and my bedroom for my inhaler, but I can't find it. I always leave it in the same place, this can't be a coincidence. I try to call Tara and then try Sam but no one answers. Just as I start to walk to my door to leave for their apartment below me, I hear the phone ring again.

I rush over and grab it, "I thought I told you to leave me a-" I start to yell.

"NO! YOU LISTEN TO ME BITCH OR ILL GUT YOU LIKE YOUR PROFESSOR AND FRIENDS."

I freeze, my eyes widening in shock as I back into the kitchen again.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. What were their names again? Jason and Greg? What great guys huh? Too bad I had to kill them; Jason would have been a lovely guy to bring home to your family if you had one." He taunted.

"W-what do you want from me!" I say, tears starting to spill from my eyes.

"I want to play a game, simple. You get the question right, you live. Wrong? You die." He said with a chuckle.

"I'm hanging up." I say firmly.

"DON'T YO-"

"Or what? You're going to jump through my window and stab me?!" I yell into the phone before the glass in my front window shatters as I scream.

Ghostface walks through and holds up my inhaler tauntingly before dropping it on the ground and smashing it. As he makes his way over to me, I look at him with horror before throwing the phone at his face and running to the hallway that leads to my bedroom. Ghostface however quickly trips me and stabs me in the shoulder. I let out a bloodcurdling scream as i grab a bookshelf on the wall and pull it onto him. I scramble off of the ground and run into my bedroom, locking the door and pulling my dresser in front of it. I try calling Tara again but she doesn't answer. It starts getting harder to breathe and I start to feel lightheaded from moving around so quickly. Curse my low iron!!