Midnight struck, (Y/N) still had yet to fulfill her duties, lest she wants to go back to that godforsaken place. She didn't take part in any sort of sleep while everyone else did. The house was silent. The only thing that could be heard were the few cars passing through the neighborhood and Jon's occasional loud snores.
After thinking about an approach to this whole messy situation for hours, her stomach growled. It's like she hasn't ate for the past few days- oh.. that's right, she didn't.
(Y/N) walked out of Jon's bedroom and into the kitchen. The moonlight peered through the curtains over the sink. As she walked closer inside, a chilling breeze flies into the house, startling her slightly. She mentally cursed at Jon forgetting to close everything before they slept. After closing the window, the moonlight shifted towards the knife block next to the stove. It was probably just a coincidence but she caught herself staring at it longer than she should've.
A loud thud came from the direction of the garage. (Y/N) took the knife without hesitation and held it up as she slowly walked to the garage to investigate. Beyond the door was the sound of cans and papers clanking and rustling. She took one deep breath before swinging the door open.
No one was inside, but a raccoon that was in the trashcan. "How on earth did you get in here.." (Y/N) questioned, waiting for the garage door to fully open. She scurried the tiny rodent out the trashcan and out of the house. As she watched it run off to the unknown, (Y/N) saw a female figure in the distance. "Oh my god," The familiarity in her voice, (Y/N) was able to recognize it in an instant. She pressed the button multiple times to the garage door, hoping that will bring it down faster. "(L/N) is that you?!" Nea, the female figure said and started running. Just before the garage door was about a feet away from closing, Nea forced it back up and let herself in.
Just great.
Even though she no longer lived with her and Tyler, it didn't stop her from picking on (Y/N). "Oh god, it is you! Where the hell have you been?" Nea playfully pushed (Y/N).
"It's none of your business."
Nea scoffed and took a step closer. "Oh, so I'm not allowed to ask why your nails were deep in my uncle's neck?"
(Y/N) was really not in the mood for this right now. She took a step back when Nea started coming closer. "He was being an ass, what was I supposed to do?" (Y/N) said with little confidence.
"Well that's your fault, not his." Nea said and took her by the collar of her shirt "You must've pissed him off."
She knew she didn't do anything wrong, it was just Tyler being himself. (Y/N) tried to escape her grip. She had wish her former strength was still here for this kind of situation. "I didn't do anything!"
"Yea? Well I'm gonna do something to you!" With that, Nea sent her body flying to the ground, causing (Y/N) to drop the knife. "What's this? Were you seriously planning on hurting me?"
(Y/N) coughed, brushing off the pain and dirt off of her. "No, I swear! I heard-"
Nea walked to her with a smirk plastered on her face as she picked up the knife. "Well I am!" She raised the knife ready to swing. Nothing escaped the terrified girl's mouth. She rolled to her side as soon Nea was about to dig the cold metal deep in her body. (Y/N) looked around for the nearest weapon and saw an axe next to the toolbox behind Nea. "Aww what's wrong? I thought you were all badass because you took on my uncle!" Nea came closer as she twirled the knife in her hand with an intimidating look.
(Y/N) backed up as much as she could before feeling the wooden closet behind her. She grabbed the heavy tool box that sat on the table next to closet and threw the object at Nea, causing her to fall back a bit. (Y/N) took this time to run to the axe and successfully grabbed it in time. It was much heavier than she though it was. A hand was placed on her shoulder and the smell of marijuana reeked out of Nea's mouth that was right next to her ear. "Now show me how much of a badass you really are, cunt." (Y/N) didn't have enough time to react. She felt the sting of the sharp metal deep in her upper arm.
The poor girl groaned from the pain while the crimson liquid stained her sleeve. She fell back and saw Nea starting to walk towards her again. This time, (Y/N) didn't hesitate to swing the axe. In that one try, she hit Nea directly on the crook of her neck. The (E/C) eyed girl only watched the silver-blue eyes roll back into her head. She forced the axe out of her neck and saw the blood spew out of the fresh wound. It was horrifying, traumatizing. It all reminded her of her family's death. The limp body of Nea fell to the ground with a loud thud. "No, no, no..." (Y/N) began to panic, was this really what she wanted?
She watched the pool of blood grow right at her feet. Though Jon has seen tons of black, he would've been mortified to see this scene his best friend had committed. (Y/N) knew she couldn't sleep here tonight, nor hide the body right now. She thought it was only a matter of time until Jon would wake up to use the bathroom and wonder why (Y/N) wasn't in bed.
(Y/N) came to the conclusion she really didn't have a choice tonight. She might as well continue her killing spree. But she was only worried about one thing more than failing at this task, would she still be herself after this?
The (H/C) haired girl peeked back inside the house to see if Jon or anyone else was still awake. When she felt confident that the coast was clear, she stuffed Nea's body into a closet for the time being and walked up to the bathroom to dress her wound.
(Y/N) knew she couldn't go out with a bloody shirt and just shorts, so she decided to sneak back into Jon's room to get a new outfit before going out into the cold, misty night. She walked slowly to the closet of her and Jon's clothes. The first thing she saw was a pair of black jeans and her version of a blue hoodie quite like Jon's. After getting dressed, she slowly picked up the keys to Jon's car on the bedside table, making as little noise with them as possible.
(Y/N) exhaled the moment she left her and Jon's room. She thought he would've wakened up to the sound of her opening and closing doors in their room. Even if the weather was cloudy and misty tonight, the anxious girl then realized she didn't want any stranger she migh encounter to know who she was. So she thought she'd go through another closet her, Jon, and Evan kept all their Halloween stuff in. Unfortunately, it was in the room Luke chose to sleep in.
Thankfully, the door was unlocked. There, (Y/N) saw the unconscious bearded man. She made sure to be extra careful this time since she didn't know if Luke was a heavy sleeper or not. Once she made it to the closet, she took the first mask she saw. It was a hockey mask, except there was only one eye hole on the right, while the other had an X over the left. She never remembered any of her friends wearing this mask in the past, but that's the least of her worries right now. (Y/N) placed it over her face and exited the guest room.
As the (E/C) eyed girl quickened her pace back to the garage, she saw her reflection off of the TV in the living room. (Y/N) was scared, terrified of the look she was in. It wasn't some Halloween costume, she was actually going out to murder a few souls. She only hopes that she doesn't remember herself like this in the near future.
I guess this is it..
She exhaled and opened the closet Nea was stuffed in, catching her before she fell. (Y/N) threw the body over her shoulder and opened the trunk of Jon's car. The masked girl dropped the body carelessly inside and shut the trunk. (Y/N) hopped in the driver's seat, starting up the car. The engine came to life with a loud roar. With that noise, (Y/N) definitely had a feeling it woke someone up this time. She opened the garage door and drove the car out to the road and into the rest of the night. With Nea dead, Tyler must be wondering why her niece has not come home yet.
One out of four. What a petty victory.
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I'M SORRY FOR DROPPING OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH FOR ALMOST A MONTH. I hate writer's block. I don't know why I had it when I clearly had help with killers given to me by you guys. I guess I need to be in a particular mood to write. Please forgive me uwu Also I have a new book if you wanna check that out. It's not an X Reader or a "normal" book with writing. It's a texting style for when I don't feel like writing a whole chapter. It's the only H2OVanoss book on my page so if ya wanna check that out go ahead. Anyways, peace out everybody! Goodbye~
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Paramnesia Ω Ohmwrecker x Reader: Book 2
Fanfiction"Is it you? Or.. does he just look like you?" par•am•ne•sia: a condition or phenomenon involving distorted memory or confusions of fact and fantasy, such as confabulation or déjà vu. When Ryan and Jonathan depart from (Y/N)'s world, she starts suffe...
