Omg! He's right behind me. Why me?! I was just at a party, innocently flirting....the usual. I thought i might just walk home seeing as all the boys here are just so ugh....but (lucky me) my ride home was drunk and i had no money. Who wouldve guessed i'd be running for my life half an hour later?! My make-up is running down my face, my dress is torn, my hair is ruined and my heels are totally recked! When the cops find my dead in the middle of the woods looking hideous! oh god! I hear his insane laugh in all directions!
I can't rest or close my tired eyes or i know his ugly face will pop up out of nowhere and kill me...ugh, his face! Even if I did survive that face of his would haunt me for the rest of my life!! With his...big...eyes.....no eyelids and his eyes borded in black as if the skin was burnt off! His hair was fucking hideous. It was so greasy, you could just see it in the pale moonlight. His hair was as black as night....unlike his skin. His skin was absoloutely white. Not pale. Not pale at all. He was just as white as snow all over. How?! But none of that bothered me as much as his....as his....his smile....his red, bloody, gruesome smile that was from ear to ear! He was always smiling! I can't believe he is real! That crazy emo freaks little obsession is REAL!! I hate that girl....Her names Scarlett....Everyone calls her Scar. But not in the friendly nick name way. But in the 'we call you Scar because your wrist is scarred and bloody with the help of your razor' kinda way. What can i say? She dresses like a freak, she gets treated like one! I mean, shes obsessed with they guy trying to KILL ME!!
My legs are so ache in pain but i gotta keep- OMG! A house!! I hope someones in there. Or if not at least i'll be safe in there. Strange for a house to be here but anyway. I walk up to the steps and bang on the door loudly 3 times. No answer. I bang again. Oh god the laughings coming closer! No ones here, I have to just run in! So i did just that. The house was small, yet quite tall. I see a flight of stairs and run up there. The steps creaking loudly as i do so. The house is packed with furniture but a lot of space is still here. I barge into a bedroom. I run around in circles wondering wear to go.
BANG! Omg!!! He's in the house! Have I trapped myself?!
Creak....oh no! hes coming up the stairs! I'll just have to crawl under the bed! I lye there. Trying to hold in my panting. I cover my hands with my mouth so i dont make a sound as i here as door open. The door of the room im in RIGHT NOW to be more speccific. I hear heavy steps as I try holding back tears....then suddenly i know what to do! If I get caught that is. Being the slut -AND PROUD OF IT- I am ill simply....omg....hes crouching down next to the bed.
I scream as I feel a cold hand wrap around my ankle and drag me from under the bed and out into the room. I look up and gasp to see a crazy smile with two feirce eyes boring into mine. That laugh echoing througout the house. My plan! Stick to it! I take my hand to my chest lightly standing up as he draws his knife from the pocket in his white blood stained hoodie. I back up. Then bat my fake lashes.
"Well if I'd of known the man running after me was so handsome I would've stopped ages ago to say hi!"
I flirt in my husky voice twirling my hair around my long finger. He dosent respond. He simply tilts his head as if hes looking at something extrodinarly strange. Well he is looking at the hottest, tannest girl of Northen Beaches High!
"Oh god! I look like a mess!"
I whine as I try brushing off mud and leaves off my short dress. I pull the top half lower to show more cleavage.
"I'm so sorry! Its so embarresing to look like this in the presence of an absoloute hot god like you!"
I blush looking down. What he says shocks me.
"Fucking Slut"
I stare at him....my mouth open wide. Good I should keep it like this, may give the impression I give a good BJ.
"Why don't you just...." He starts....
"No! No! No! No! PLEASE NO!" I scream tears pouring down my face.
"SLEEP!" He yells.
Thats all i Remember as a sharp, exctrutiating pain covers my chest area....until black dots invade my vision and i pass out.
《《 SORRY ITS SO SHORT! ITLL GET LONGER AND DONT FORGET SCAR. ONCE I GET MY COMPUTER BACK ILL MAKE THEM LONGER AND BETTER 》》
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FanfictionEveryones worn a jacket....but what about a straightjacket? Scarlett Tyler has and by the looks of strange murderes going on after her release may send her back in one. Only thing is....she isnt the killer. Just as she thought her sanity was back to...