Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Leatherface x reader (part 3)

The car door opened and you were being carried again. You continued to struggle because... shit you're not giving up that easily. You got a bunch of curses from Nubbins before you were droped on a hard floor that creaked under your weight. You could feel and hear movement around your bag. "BUBBA! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!" You heard Drayton yell very agressively. A short while after, you heard some metal shifting. As if a door was being opened? "You got food here...Get the fatter one. Understand me?!" Drayton continued, his voice still so mad. What the hell dude? Why so angry? You could hear a quiet...whine? You got grabbed by your feet and taken up into the air. You were getting carried once again. You heard the metal door sound again, this time they got slammed. You heard sounds of wooden stairs, chains rustling... Water? Something was dripping from somewhere...

As soon as you entered this room, such coldness hit you. This place must've been underground. It was so cold here that you managed to get goosebumps all over your body. It was a lot better than outside but...come on you don't need to freeze. You were sat on a chair of some kind and your ankle got...chained? You could defenetly hear chains and your leg was being moved as well. The top of your bag was grabbed and yanked off. You had to squint your eyes from the sudden light. There was only one lightbulb in this entire place but it was enough to light the small basement area. The second thing you noticed, was the horror smell. It smelt of blood, sweat and...salt? Looking around you could see a body strung up on the celing by more chains. That was the water sound. It was blood, dripping from the body's cut off legs. This guy...Bubba... Must've chopped the legs clean off for de-blooding. He was the one that prepared the "food". You looked around some more. A young, blonde haired girl was shaking next to you, sitting on a crate. She seemed to be out of tears, and her expression just spoke "help me" she was chained up just like you were, only...She was so skinny. They must've had her here for quite some time. You couldn't help yourself but feel bad for her.

You looked in front of yourself to finaly see Bubba himself, in his yellow, bloodied up apron, white shirt, and a nice looking black tie, just starring down at you with his dark eyes...Just now you've seen his face. He was wearing a mask. A human. Skin. Mask. He tore off somebody's face and put it on as his own. "What are you gonna do to me?" You whispered a question. He just took a step back and looked from you, to the scared girl and back. You remembered what Drayton said. "Get the fatter one..." You were visibly more ''fatter" in this situation. Bubba just kept comparing you to her. He knew the weight diference but... something was up with you to him. Bubba decided to lie. To lie to his family after a long, long time. He decided to lie about your death, he'll keep on lying until he figures out what is up with you. He grabbed the skinny blonde who screamed some scared bolocs. She was trying to fight his grasp but of course she couldn't do anything. He was about twice her size and if he's doing this for some time, he knows how to get a good grip.

Bubba slamed her onto an old wooden table that was under the little lightbulb, and tied her down with some leather straps that were conected to the table. "PLEaSe GhOd NO!!" The blonde cried out while she was getting straped. You wanted to help her, but you would just fail horibly... Bubba was working with her and showing absolutely no emotion while doing so. Seems that he has been doing this for long...How many people must've found their fate in the Sawyer house? Are the Sawyers the reason that this town has a mass cemetery? You didn't want to think of this stuff...You couldn't even. The girls screams were echoing very loudly through out the cold basement, disturbing your thought proces. Thank god, Bubba stuffed her mouth with some cloth. At least she shutted up... She was constantly looking at you, her eyes, full of tears were asking for help. No, not asking. Screaming for help. You were kinda surprised her heart didn't kill her from shock at this point.

The bloody guy turned around to a working table of some kind and returned with something...heavy...You squinted your eyes to see what he carried. A chainsaw. A fucking chainsaw. He put it on the table next to the girl, who imidiately started freaking out and whining, almost as if he was secretly showing it off to you. You tried to look uninterested and looked down. You got a quiet sigh from Bubba. He then turned his head to the girl on the table and reached for the starter rod of the chainsaw. He tugged with it a couple of times before the yellow instrument started growling loudly. He walked over to her legs and moved the saw to her instep. He dug into it slowly, making sure he took off everything that was uneeded. He took even the other one from the girl, that was now screaming through the chainsaws roars. Her screams made you look up once more and cringe. It was a horrid sight. He later on moved to her hands and cut straight at her wrists. She had just nubs for her extremities now. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, as she slowly lost the red color she had in them. Bubba went to the working table again, now coming back with a rather crooked looking knife. He put the tip of the weapon on her throat and as he was just about to stab in- "BUBBA! SOME HELP OVER HERE WOULD BE REALLY APRICIATED!!" a loud, angry yell came from upstairs. You all knew who's it was. The killer let out a frustrated, audible "UghH" as a response to the yell. Almost as if he was tired and annoyed from this shit. He put the knife down and started stomping up the stairs.

As soon as you heard the door close behind him, you moved to the girl and took the muffle out. Thank god that the chain was long enough to the table.
"...P-phease help me..." she whimpered through the tears over and over. You wanted to help, you really did. But...with her condition...There was no helping her. She was too weak from not eating anything and now with missing parts? She's not getting out... "I...I know a way" you said, trying to sound as calm as you possibly could. "Just...close your eyes Okay? It's gonna be quick" you said, preparing yourself for what you are about to do.

You sat on the table, and began choking her. You could have used the knife sure, but you were kinda panicking and needed the most calmest way out for her. Thank god this girl was tied up or else it would gave been quite the fight. When she finnaly stoped shaking so much, you moved her eyes so they may be closed and looked at her for a moment. "I'm so sorry..." You whispered, putting your hand on her chest, all while being very quiet
You were yanked out of this moment by a loud, pig-like squeal from the stairs. You turned your head to see noone other than Bubba, with his hands on his head almost tearing his hair out. He was clearly in some sort of panic, or shock. How long has he been starring? You just killed yourself by killing her didn't you?

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