•The Curse•

ch. 36

WARNING ⚠️: BRUTAL KILLING SCENE.

Red's POV

After she explained everything that she had to experience and had to hide from, I was still in shock and horrified of what she had to do to survive.

Red: "..I'm sorry again for exploding at you and not letting you explain.."

Bebe: "It's okay.. you don't have to apologize again.."

She said, and then I looked at my cup of tea. We were now in the dining room, I was sitting at the table, and so she was too.

Bebe: "So now tell me...what are you doing here?"

Red: "I need a place to stay and I saw your house and I didn't know that you lived here.."

Bebe: "Well, you can stay here whenever you want to. You're welcome here."

Red: "Thanks."

Bebe: "And your hair?"

Red: "Huh? Oh right well I had to pretend that I am a guy, so I won't be reported back to my town."

Bebe: "It still treats you guys like shit?"

Red: "Yeah. And my cousin, well you already know him but he ran away with his other buddies and they went but I came to find him to warn him about the town."

Bebe: "Craig ran away? I never thought he had it in him."

Red: "He does. But now, sense I saw my dad die and found out my mom died, I don't think I have hope to find Craig and warn him before it's too late. I think i should just give up -"

Bebe: "No."

Red: "What?"

Bebe: "You shouldn't give up! Keep going. I believe in you, dude, and I'm not saying it because I feel bad. I'm saying it because I actually believe you could do it."

Red: "Really?"

Bebe: "Yeah. Now let's get ready for bed and tomorrow you will go find Craig."

Red: "Okay."

I can do it.

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No one's POV

Tweek's focus had been fixed on the distance, and he hadn't noticed the approaching figure until it was too late. Before he knew it, the figure was upon him, and with a forceful tackle, Tweek was sent sprawling onto the ground.

As the masked figure points the knife at Tweak's face, terror grips him. His hands instinctively reach up to grab the figure's wrist, attempting to push it away, but he finds himself overpowered.

The attacker, holding the knife just inches from Tweek's face, is clearly hostile and determined. Tweek's strength pales in comparison to the figure's brute force.

Craig, still unaware of the unfolding event, continues to stand by the pond, puzzled by the distant commotion.

As Molly witnesses the terrifying scene unfolding in front of her, her mind is instantly flooded with memories of her own past. She's thrown back to a time of fear, violence, and horror.

The sudden attack by Molly jolts the figure, and the distraction gives her the opportunity to tackle the attacker off Tweek. In a desperate fury, she wrestles the knife away from the figure's grip and then retaliates with a series of harsh, aggressive stabs.

The scene reminds her of....

Her.

Flashback - 10 years ago
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