Their Possession - Slashers x Reader

-Chapter 25: Aggressive Arguing-

"No."

"No? Didn't you hear me?" Freddy half-laughed and half-snapped, striding forwards and snatching up your wrist - yanking you in his general direction.

"I did. But still, no." You firmly replied, trying to tug your wrist out of his grasp. Michael - seeing you struggle - seized ahold of your other wrist and dragged you back, determined to win this particular tug-of-war.

"Let her go, you pale-faced FUCK." Freddy hissed out hatefully, "She belongs to ME." Michael stubbornly shook his head, disagreeing with the dream demon and growing aggravated by him.

"I don't belong to anyone!" You argued with the two of them, pulling both your wrists out of their holds. "And if you're going to fight, then do it away from here, because people will start to notice. I thought you guys were trying to be inconspicuous!" You clenched your fists and huffed, glaring at Freddy and Michael.

"I'm not the one who walked into a university and attracted unwanted attention to myself, now am I? Fucking idiot." Freddy insulted Michael maliciously.

The mute male took the bait and took a few steps towards the other killer, gripping his kitchen knife as he grew angry. "Hey, hey, easy now." You placed your arm in front of Michael; preventing him from moving forwards whilst you spoke to him in a soothing manner.

Fortunately for you, he calmed down a little and stopped - actually listening to you. "What's wrong, Mikey boy? Don't you have the balls to fight me? Or are you nothing but a weakling?" Freddy carried on taunting him, making the stalker angry once more. Seeing this, you stepped in again.

"That's enough." You raised your voice before turning to face Michael. "Don't listen to him. He's only trying to rile you up." You pointed out comfortingly.

Michael nodded as he realised what you were saying was true, taking a step back and calming down. "Aww, guess you're a coward after all." Freddy mocked, messing around and trying to get a reaction out of the other killer.

"Are you going to take me or not?" You asked Freddy in annoyance, rolling your eyes and releasing a sigh. "Because I don't want to stand here indefinitely." Michael tilted his head at your words - not understanding.

"Alright, alright, fucking hell." Freddy grabbed your wrist and began walking down the street, sounding salty.

Michael took ahold of your other hand and stared at you with confusion, wanting to know where you two were going. "Oh, right. Freddy's taking me to meet Norman. Do you know him?" You responded in an unsuspecting tone, not expecting Michael to stop moving and force you to stay in place.

Then, he looked at Freddy and shook his head - obviously not wanting you to go there. "What the fuck's the problem?" The burnt male faced him with hostility, holding his bladed fingernails out as he itched to fight the silent stalker.

Michael glanced at you and then back at Freddy, trying to silently answer him. "Look moron, it'll be fine. Norman's not that much of a threat. He's a fucking teenager!" The dream demon growled.

"He's a teenager?" You interestedly repeated, intrigued by this new information.

"It doesn't matter." Freddy ignored you and dragged you forwards, Michael following suit as he didn't want to leave you alone.