ghost face x male reader

Chapter Six

Thursday 9/26 1996

I got home around 6:30 and my brother was waiting outside, leaning against his car with a pissed off expression on his face. I wave and call at him to get his attention.

"Dude what the fuck?! I've been out here for half an hou-" I cut him off by pulling him into a hug, "man I missed you, sorry I wasn't here" I say patting him on the back before pulling out of the hug. "It's fine, but I was worried, I thought you got attacked again" "nah, not this time" I say pulling a cigarette out of the pack and lighting it "dude I told you to stop doing that, your gonna kill yourself" he says referring to my smoking habit "plus you fucking stink" he adds. I Ignore him while doing the 'blah blah' hand gesture before finally dropping my cigarette and putting it out on the ground.

We walk upstairs to my apartment. I open the door and we walk in together. "wow, I expected this place to be disgusting" he says walking in, I nudge his shoulder "c'mon man, you don't have to be a dick"

I show him around and he unpacks his stuff, we make small talk, catch up on all the things I've missed since I moved out, all that shit. He finally brings up the fact that I was late, "where were you anyway?" He asks. I try to hold back my smile thinking about the night I had, "there's a guy" I say "no way, your ugly ass managed to get a date?" He says laughing "dude shut up, and It wasn't a date"

"Whatever, what do you even do here, your apartment is boring" "i got a movie while i was out. You ever seen Jacobs ladder?" I pull the movie out of the bag and wave it in front of him. He shakes his head so i go put it in the vhs player.

Before the movie even comes on, i fall asleep on the couch.

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I wake up tied to a chair.

The girl from the news this morning is in her kitchen on the phone.

I struggle to break free but i can't, I'm stuck.

The girl is making popcorn, she hangs up the phone before picking it up again and continues the conversation.

She pauses... she looks scared, she looks around and grabs a knife out of the knife block and locks the patio door.

She runs from door to door locking them all.

She comes back to the patio door and looks out... She turns the light on and sees me there.

I try to call out to her but my mouth is covered.

She's crying.

She turns off the patio light and hides behind the TV.

I can hear the person she's talking to now, he's behind me. "Who's the killer in Halloween? It's your favorite scary movie remember?" He asks.

I can't see her now but i know she knows the answer, I'm hopeful that she'll get it right.

"C'mon Steve's counting on you..." he pauses... "YES!!! Very good... now time for the real questions"

"Name the killer from Friday the 13th" she jumps up, now in my field of vision, she's confident in her answer... "Sorry, that's the wrong answer" i watch her heart drop, i try to break free, i see her screaming into the phone.

She turns the patio light back on and looks out at me...

The masked man who broke into my house is standing in front of me with a knife.

He plunges it into my stomach, i feel the cold metal sink into my skin.

He rips my stomach open and i watch my intestines fall out.. i grab them and try to shove them back into my stomach but my hands are shaking, and there's too much blood to see what's going on.. Casey looks at me screaming, her face is getting blurry.  Everything goes black.

...

I wake up screaming, my hand is covered in blood from the stab wound on my side. I'd been digging into it in my sleep.

My brother wakes up from the other side of the couch and runs over to me.