𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫//𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 (slooow updates)

07

(Elizabeth's P.O.V)

"You can't run away from us. Come on Elizabeth, we just want to have some fun" I keep going not wanting to look back. I run in the dark, in a park
with a wooded area. Why did i accept to go to that damn party. Why did I think it was a good idea to drink. Why did i think anything before this was a good idea!

Without looking at my suroundings, I smack right into a branch. I tumble down a small hill. I lay facing down on the hard ground. I groan trying my best to sit up. I look down at the newly bought outfit I got. It was a plad skirt with tights underneat, a band shirt, a jacket, and some vans.I begged my mom to take me to buy new clothes just to impress a boy. It did alright, more than expected. I hear footsteps coming behind me. I turn my head, my eyes going wide.

In the dim moonlight, I see the two taller figuers chasing me. They were only two or three inches taller than me. I feel a pair of hands grab me by my elbows.
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My eyes open wide awake, I feel myself sweat, my shirt was wet and sticking to my body, realizing that my jacket was taken off. My heart was racing in my chest and I was letting out pants.

I feel my eyes starting to fill up with tears. That stupid night, I just want to forget it.

I wipe the tears forming in my eyes, looking up at the ceiling I notice it was a dark wood.

Im not in the basement anymore. I sit up on the bed, frantically looking around. I was in some room. Everything looked worn down, and made out of wood. There was a closet, with sliding doors made of wood. A rocking chair was placed in the middle of the room, a night stand was next to me with an old lamp placed on top. The bed I was laying on was old like, the mattress looked a little worn out.

I jumped out of their bed running towards the door. Suddenly I get pulled by something cuffed on my ankle. Causing me to trip and fall flat on my stomach.

I turn to look at my feet. Attached to my left ankle was a metal chain, it was attached to one of the bed posts. I pull my leg towards me, seeing if the chain will budge. Nothing.

There was stomping footsteps coming to my direction. I scrambled up to my feet backing away from the door. The footsteps stopped in front of the wooden barrier. There was no noise. No other movement. It was silent, i could hear my breathing and my heart beating.

The door handle was being turned, the door opened along with a loud creaking coming from it. Stepped farther back, I feel my legs hit the mattress causing me to sit on the bed.

The door was opener fully now, revealing the same person who hurt me and my best friend. He looked scarier in the day as much as in the night. He was wearing the same thing, there was blood visible on the apron.

Was that Ronis' blood?

He walked further into the room. Not moving a bit, I stared at him terrified. He stop almost three feet away from me. He just stood there, looking at me, his breathing can be heard from behind the mouth guard he had.

I blinked at him, my mouth gaping. I tried to say something, resulting in it coming out as a whimper.

"Where is Roni? what did you do to her?" I choked out, scared of what this maniac would do to me. He kept staring at me. When all of a sudden he started to walk towards me.

I climbed on top of the bed. Moving backwards trying to get away from him. My back hits the wall, he was now standing on the side of the bed. His hand reached out in front of him.

I brought my knees up to my chest, burying my head on them. I was scared of what was to happen. A hand was then placed on my head. I flinched at the contact. Thats when I lost it. Tears began to flow down my cheeks. I started to let out little quiet, but loud enough to hear, sobs. His hand began to stroke at my hair, petting it more likely.

I felt the bed dipping in front of me. Slowly I looked up. My vision blurred out from my crying. He was sitting on the bed, looking at me like a lost puppy.

Lifting my head up i watched as he moved his hand from my head, and get up from the bed. I stretched out my legs in front of me. Hiccups began to be heard from me. He began making grunting noises, while also pointing at him then towards me.

"I don't hiccup...know w-what you hiccup mean." He kept repeating his actions, suddenly he grabbed my legs pulling me towards him. I started to panic thinking of what he might do to me. My head began to hurt as well, probably from earlier. Him pulling at my legs caused me to lay on the bed, he grabbed my hand pulling me upwards. My face was met up with his chest, I tried to move away, only for him to wrap his arms around me tightly, not enough to kill though. Was he hugging me? He let out a grunt causing me to look up. "I don't understand. What do you want from me?"

He pulled me away from him, looking into my eyes. He didn't seem to have any emotions to them.
"Tommy!" I look to the door hearing someone scream out, a female voice was heard. "Get down here, dinner is ready!". Who else is here?

"Is that y-your name? Tommy?"

He grunted as an answer, he finally let go of me. I stood in the middle of the room, following his every move. Tommy moved behind me, I turned to look at him removing the chain from the bed. He grabbed at it, walking back to the door. I stared at him not knowing what to do. If I moved he could hurt me. He yanked at the chain towards him, grunting at me.

Move stupid. I walked to him, he started to head out of the room with me following behind. Once outside the room, I look to both my sides seeing some doors. Assuming they were rooms or a bathroom. We walked down some stairs heading to what seems to be the dining room. In the middle was a a table for about six people. Sitting in it was that Hoyt man, next to him was an older man, couple years older than Hoyt maybe, sitting in a wheelchair. He looked to be in pain. More of it dead. I felt the chain being pulled making me walk. Tommy walked to one of the seats on the table, he patted the seat next to him, i take a seat where he patted, to my luck i sat in front of Hoyt. He gave me that creepy smile, i wanted to vomit at this point already. The noise of the chain caused me to turn, Tommy was attaching the chain to some metal pole a couple inches from the table. After doing so he got up and left the room.

I heard humming coming from the kitchen, or what i presumed of. A older lady came from the direction of the humming, she wore a type of old dress, the ones grandmas wear, her grey hair was in a low bun, in her hands was a pot with something in it. That must of been the lady calling for us to come down to eat.

"Well, aren't you a pretty one, Tommy did a good job on this one." She spoke as she walk to the table placing the pot on the table. Thats when Tommy came back with Roni with a chain also attached to her ankle. He did the same thing with the chain, making her sit at one end of the table. Tommy came back to his seat, taking ahold of his fork. I look over to Roni, she looked paler, she was getting dark circles under her eyes, her hair was getting tangled, she also looked terrified.

"Now that we are all here. Its time for us to eat." Hoyt said. Giving a smirk at me and Roni.

This should be fun.

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Hi, im alive and decided why not update. Anyways 3k!! Seriously how is this possible. Thanks to those reading this story. I started this last year, cause really i was bored and it was October and I was watching Texas chainsaw massacre.

This is longer than the last chapter, it may also have spelling errors, but lets be real im horrible at typing. Plus I am tired, ha.

Also Palaye Royale is a cool band, in my opinion.

Thank you again and ill see you guys later.❤️
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