To Quick To Judge (Bad Boys) {Motionless In White Fanfic}

10.

{8:03am Monday}

I'm stood in basically a strangers house right now in pitch black. I have no idea of my surrounding, where anybody is or what's around me. How stupid was I to fall for their charm. 'I'll buy you a coffee' 'I'll give you a ride home' and the most stupidest one 'I've got an apology gift inside my house'

Why did I follow him?

I felt something brush behind me. Is it Ricky? A hand moved around my waist and pushed me forward. Through self defensive I swung round trying, hoping to punch whoever was touching me. I felt my fist connect with someone's jaw. There was a cracking sound that filled the silence along with a scream from whoever I hit.

The light turned on and I turned to see Ricky holding his now bleeding jaw. 'What the fuck?' He shouted towards me.

'What do you mean what the fuck? What the fuck are you doing. Let me go, I wont tell anyone anything I'll leave you all alone please just let me go. Don't hurt me' I shouted making my way towards the door.

I need to get out of here right now. I have no idea who's in this house or what they're going to do to me. They're probably capable of anything. That's probably what they do hang out in the shadows on the street until the find their next victim.

'Wait hold up I'm not going to hurt you at all. The light switches was behind you so I moved you forward slightly so I could reach it' Ricky tried to justify his actions.

I looked past Ricky at the light switch on the wall that was behind where I was stood.

'Oh' is all I could say

Okay that made sense but still I shouldn't be here in a more or less strangers house alone when nobody knows I'm here.

'Sorry I punched you then. I didn't know what was going on' I looked at Ricky who was holding his jaw. His lip that was almost healed was cut open again. Blood started slowly running down his face. 'I'll get you some ice and a cloth to clean your lip' I told him.

Ricky stood leaning himself against the wall trying to mop his blood up with his sleeve.

I turned around to look at my options. The was a staircase in front of me to the left, two doors on the right side and one door at the far end. I assumed the kitchen would be at the end so I walked down towards that door.

When I opened the door I screamed. The sight was unbearable. What the fuck is this place.

The room was covered in blood, across the table the floor. In front of me stood a man with a mask over his mouth and goggles over his eyes, both with splatters of blood on them. He held a butcher knife in his right hand also cover in the sticky dark red blood.

On the table there was something, but what it is or use to be? I couldn't tell you anymore.

The man looked at me and stepped over in my direction bloody knife still held high in his hand.

I slammed the door firmly shut and ran back towards Ricky. 'Get me the fuck out of here' I screamed pulling at the front door trying to work out how it opened. I couldn't open it. I heard a creak behind me I was afraid to look back but I did.

The far door opened, the bloody man exposed. The lights began to flicker before fully going off. I screamed again, dropping my body to the floor.