I quickly hung up the call and then began to dial 911. I saw movement in the corner of my eye and glanced toward the window to come eye to eye with A teen in a yellow hoodie wearing a black mask with a red frown and eyes staring back at me. He was holding Arehly's phone up as if he was taunting me with his painted expression. I froze in place, afraid to move. Tears began to stream in my eyes as my heart began to race. He was just sitting there. Staring. I slowly put the phone down and backed away from the window blindly feeling for the door behind me, I bolted out the room and to the kitchen, looking for somewhere to hide. I decided on an empty cupboard. Just as I finished securing myself inside the front door busted open and the sound of slow footsteps could be heard getting closer. They took a turn and it sounded like the intruder was going to look in my bedroom. I kept silent as the footsteps came back and stopped...right in the kitchen. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear the blood flowing in my ears. The footsteps turned and began to thump up the stairs, I waited until I could hear them above me and made a run for the door. I began to run to Gwen's house as fast as I could. I needed to get somewhere I'm safe. My lungs began burning as I looked for the lights in front of her house. I ran faster. Once I bolted onto her porch I banged on the door. "Gwenyth!!" I banged again. She opened the door with an annoyed look. "(Y/N), what the fuck!" She growled. "Arehly is dead!" I exclaimed. Her face turned pale. "What?.."

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My Little Toy (Jeff The Killer × Reader)
FanfictionA serial killer seems to have a heart but only for you and he's not going to let anyone stand in his way. This story consists of gore, sexual violence, erotica, and other triggers. If you are uncomfortable with any of the above stated please tread c...