BEN drowned x reader (Threads) [Complete]

CH.26 "on what little is left"

So after all that walking in the woods, you found a big clearing that ended up being a neighborhood which looked to occupy at least nine or ten houses. Which didn't seem too bad, because all you were gonna do it cut a path straight by no stops. The neighborhood didn't even look familiar to you anyways so why the hell would you make a stop at any of the houses?

Whatever, whatever. It was still dark out, but the sun was peaking out from the distance of the horizon so it wouldn't be long before it was daylight again. You were tired, hungry, thirsty, and probably a little sick so at some point you wanted to find somewhere to rest. But you decided now wasn't the time, because you could knock on all of the doors in this neighborhood and not one of them would open the door for you.

Facing you was the sidewalk that curved in a u-shape, because it was a dead end and there were no houses on said dead end. Which was you were currently standing. But nonetheless, you'd start walking straight ahead on the sidewalk instead of on the tar or parking lot considering someone could be driving at night or something of the such- whatever. The point is you didn't want to get ran over because you already were injured, and you were already stuck with your overthinking.

You could've went to a hospital, you could've went back to Tim. Tim doesn't have a car now. You stole his phone, and his jacket. He probably doesn't care about his jacket though so you could probably go on with your life knowing you stole someones jacket and they didn't care. Girls do that all the time actually though, stealing boyfriends hoodies and whatever.

Actually, fuck. You would've stole BEN's stuff if he wasn't all "I'm gonna murder that bitch, only cause' I love that bitch" on you. I mean, shit yeah you love the boy but you're seriously reconsidering your feelings for him. The first "I love you" was a painful one. You would have to talk to BEN about him killing you and why you couldn't go with that. Actually no... you'd probably die before you could even talk to him considering you've got a bunch of people wanting to kill you now.

You stopped in your tracks and looked straight, the sidewalk turned right abruptly so you'd have to go straight- into someone's backyard. Now see, any normal person would make a different route voluntarily, but you? Straight ahead, motherfucker let's go. You lowly chuckled at yourself and shook your head, but proceeded crossing the street and jumping over the fence. Continuing your thoughts at "you've got a bunch of people wanting to kill you now."

That reminded you, that you'd need a weapon in case the time, if it did, came. You could get yourself a knife, or a gun, or a machete- you stumbled on something cylinder-like making you slip on it a bit due to it rolling slightly. You looked down, glancing at what you slipped on. You smirked, picking it up. Or a baseball bat. You swung the wood around swiftly, testing it out. But you were stopped, because you heard a loud barking coming from the inside of the house.

Once lights started coming on in the house, you booked it. Over the metal fence and back into the woods you went. You heard they let the dog out of the house. The barking got more aggressive, but loud and you could hear the chain-link fence rattling in a violent way. You looked behind yourself briefly and sure shit, the dog was barking at your stupid ass.

You ran until you could hear the barking got faint. You slowed down and started walking at a decent pace, deciding you were too exhausted to do anything else you just sat down in some leafy area under the trees and watched as the sun went up. Eventually, you would close you eyes and fall into a short sleep for a few hours before continuing.