The (h/c) girl had grabbed her black backpack from downstairs, relieves that the lock was still intact. This meant no one had managed to get into the bag as she pulled her keys out of her pocket, unlocking the bag. She picked up the unlocked bag and walked back upstairs to her bedroom where Tim was still laying on her bed where he had started to have a bad coughing fit. He held his fist up to his mouth as he proceeded to cough harder.
"Hey, you alright?" The female asked, worriedly based on what she's seen happen to him before in this scenario. The brunette man nodded as he kept coughing, shoving his hand in his pocket, pulling out a half empty pill bottle. He took off the cap, earning a small 'pop' noise from the cap. He sloppily pours a couple pills into his hand then poured the couple of pills into his mouth by his hand. The female watched worriedly as the male's coughing slowly died down after he had swallowed the pills.
"Hey, Tim. Here I have the stuff I wanted to show you at the park earlier before. Well. All of this stuff happened." Tim nodded in agreement. (Y/n) handed him a small booklet that had looked like it had gone through the ringer.
"While I'm gone you could look through this. I'd like to go through it with you but I don't really have the time right now. Hopefully this could solve at least most of your questions. Just make sure you protect it." Tim nodded again as he gladly accepted the beat up booklet. The female looked at her alarm clock again noticing what time it was now. 11:36pm. She had about four minutes to get to the park. She didn't feel like finding out what would happen to her if she showed up late. She quickly shut and locked her backpack up again and threw it onto her back, running down the stairs and out the door, locking the door behind her.
In the few minutes it took her to run to Boulevard Park she was already exhausted. She pulled her phone from her pocket, looking at the time to see the clock just struck 11:40pm. The (h/c) female sighed in relief that she wasn't late. Confusion quickly arose though when she looked around to see no one else but herself in the eerie park. A small shiver went down up her spine as the wind blew lightly, managing to blow up her shirt slightly.
"Fuck it's cold." She muttered as she shoved her hands in her (f/c) hoodie pocket.
"That's not the way a young lady should speak." A demonic snicker could be heard behind her as she tensed, quickly turning around to meet the man who called her. The one man she wished to have never met with. Habit. His brown hair had suited his strong facial features quite well. She looked him up and down, almost admiring his features. He had a toned body whether it could be seen through his tore up coat or not. His dirty, blood stained jeans were ripped at the knees as his brown boots had been even spotted in blood as well.
"Like what you see, Hot stuff?" Habit chuckled as he had noticed her staring at him. The female's face nearly instantly turned a light shade of pink out of embarrassment.
"What do you want from me?" (Y/n) tried her best to remain calm but stern with him since she has seen what has happened to people who don't obey his commands. She didn't want to be a victim of his nor did she want to work with this psychopath in front of her. She saw a wicked smirk appear on his face which sent a bad vibe all the way through her.
"Well." He started.
"I need you to help me with a teeny tiny thing." Habit kept smirking as he stared at the (h/c) female before him. (Y/n) went to open up her mouth to speak before she was cut off.
"I'm not giving you an option, Rabbit 179." The demonic brunette male spoke huskily as his smirk widened. She knew there was no escape. She would have to do what he asked otherwise she would most likely die.
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On The Run
Fanfiction(Y/N) was seen as a normal tomboy but she has a few dark secrets not even she knew about. For as long as she could remember she was alone for her whole life. She couldn't remember who raised her. There were no parents, no school, no nothing in her c...
