CRIMINAL {Richie tozier x reader}

15

"wishin' you could just awake."

CHAPTER FIFTEEN: shadows

"Y/N, WAKE UP WE NEED TO GO." Is what I heard. Is what I wish was a dream. "COME ON. WE DONT HAVE A LOT OF TIME."

I heard sirens. Just a fuck load of sirens. Then out of nowhere I felt someone pick me up, but it didn't feel real. Everything went silent, but I still felt someones arms around me. Something in me knew I was awake, and that this wasn't a dream, but then again, I can't move.

I'm sure if I tried hard enough I could move. But why? That is my question. Why would I move, what's happening. I don't have anything to run from, do I?

I can hear faint whispers, but they're too far away to process.

That is until they got too loud to bare. They started screaming. There was too many screams, all being muffled into one. I tried to scream and tell them to stop. Why can't I move? Who is taking me somewhere, and where are we going.?!?!

I felt like my eyelids we're opening, but it wasn't anything real. It was plain white. Like a giant light being shown right in front of my eyes.

Out of my squinted eyes, I could see a figure. Almost like a shadow, but a shadow with no source. There was no body to make the shadow. I seen it slowly approach me.

I thought now would be a good time to discover that I could move, so I started throwing my body, anywhere but here. My body wouldn't move.

I took a second, and closed my eyes. I started taking deep breaths. The voices got louder. I could hear footsteps from the shadow? I felt that whatever person or thing that was carrying me, put me down.

I took every piece of breath I had left in me. Every bit of energy I could gather, and I screamed.

The voices stopped.
The footsteps stopped.
I could breathe properly.
I could move, and I could open my eyes.

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!?" Is all I heard. It was Richie. We were in a car, speeding somewhere. "How did I get here. Where are we going?" I ignored his concern.

"I carried you, we're leaving far away." He told me. "Why what happened?" I panicked. "Somebody must have heard the gun go off and called the cops." He sighed.

I started to hear faint sirens. I looked around, and when my eyes reached the back seat, they were met with Mike's body.

"could you hear the whispers?"
he spoke.

Mike's dead body spoke to me.

There is no way
that
this
is
real