Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Ghost face x reader (part 2)

Empty streets in the night time. Yeah, totaly nothing creepy here. You continued walking along the long, black road as the cold air hit you. Wait...What? You looked at your shirt that was now ripped. As if someone cut it in the stomach area. Suddenly, something made you turn your head left. As if that someone held it and turned it...But noone was on this street. In fact there are no cars too. No animals sang, no lights shined in houses and no other sound cut through the night.

"Yo...a heav..y....eeper.." you heard someone say that.
"Who said that?! Show yourself!" You demanded, trying not to sound scared. Nothing could be further away from the truth. You turned around trying to find someone, anyone. Even the person that said the strange sentence.
"I'll... be...uick... ove" another weird sentence rang in your ears. "Leave me alone!" You said, sounding like an angry cat. After that, you felt a tugging sensation. Your heartbeat increased, went into your ears, above your head, and now sounded as if gunshots were fired. Soon you relized that it's a door knock. Door knock? Oh shi-

You woke up. Holy shit that was a weird fuckin' dream. You rubbed your eyes a little and looked around your room, trying to figure out where you are. Oh yeah, you moved. That's a thing. Yesterdays memories started to slowly unwrap and unbuckle in your mind. You were soon sent into a panic as you heard the knocking again. What if it's the stalker...You quickly sliped out of your bed and quietly but quickly ran downstairs. Only on your way down you noticed that your shirt was actualy cut open. What could the stalker want...Why does he want it now and would he...attack or...weapon. You needed to be ready for him. You went crouch mode, into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. You hid it behind your back and went for the door. You opened them slowly, peeking out just a little. This guy... didn't look like a stalker at all. He was balding, probably in his 40's or 50's, wore a white tank top to cover his slight beer belly and some working jeans. You opened the door fully, knife still behind your back. The guy did stare at you for uncontrolably long time...Hell he even stared in some places a guy shouldn't...

"Can I help you?" You said, sounding quite annoyed.
"Ah yeah, your mom, Ms. (Y/l/n) hired me to cut your bushes. I'm a bit of a gardener I guess you could say" he chuckled slightly, still not shaking off the creep, sleazy vibe. "I just wanted to ask for the key to the shed so I can get the scizors" he asked.
"U-uh yeah I'll get it for you." You stuttered as you backed up, going into the kitchen for the key. Jesus fucking christ you could feel this guys sleazy eyes on your back...or your ass more like...
"There you go" you said with a fake smile on your face as you gave him the key. He murmured a quiet thank you and left for the shed. You left the door open for a bit, starting off into the street. You noticed a boy taking pictures. You wouldn't mind it normaly if he wouldn't take pictures of your house. You looked at him long enough before you saw his objective go down, to you. You shut the door right after that. Oh great so this town is full of creeps. Yay. You shivered slightly, going towards the window. You had to check if he still starred. You moved the white curtains and...He was gone. Oh good? Or Oh god. Was he really taking pictures of you? Could he be the one that stalked you? You didn't get to have a good look at him...damn...

Timeskip a few hours
You were just chilling on your phone, not having anything better to do. The "gardener" probably left, since you didn't hear any sounds from the garden anymore and your mom just arrived.
"(Y/n)! Come down here!" Speak of the devil. You got up with a slight sigh, thew your phone on the bed and stomped down. Your mom was standing in the kitchen, looking a little peeved off. You gave her a scared, and a confused look.
"The hell is this?" She pointed to the counter
"That's a counter" you marked
"I know dummy, I'm asking what's on it." She pointed to the weird pink, red color. You walked closer and recognized her lipstick color. It was a drawing of a heart. Someone drew with your moms lipstick and it wasn't you. "Mom."
"(Y/n)."
"You won't belive me for shit but that was not me" you said, hoping she'll belive.
"Oh yeah, it was the garden gnome." She said, done with your bullshitting.
"No mom seriously. Why would I even do this?" You said, throwing your shoulders and hands up.
"Oh I'm serius. In fact I'm so serius that I got hungry from it. Tell you what, there is a chineese restaurant down the street from here. You can't miss it. It's more colorful than your grandma's wardrobe... You go and buy us food and I'll clean this up" she suggested, as if she didn't mind that much. That "punishment" scared you though...You didn't wanna go out and get stalked again.
"Mom do I really...Why don't you just drive us there?" You said, mid walk to the door. "(Y/n) I've been running around the city all day. Please do your mom a favour?" She pleased
"Ugh fine...But I'm gonna complain the whole time." You said, a little bit jokingly. You grabbed some money from mom's wallet and went out. And Yeah...after a few meters away from the house, the feeling hit you like a dart. Again, turning around did almost no help. There was noone else than a few other residents of the street.

You walked down, and sure enough, you saw the red themed restaurant. You walked in, the smell of Fried food and warm steam hit your face. This place had a comforting aura. At least the stalky feeling left. You walked up to the counter and ordered (favorite food) and some noodles for your mom. You sat down in one of the chairs and waited for the food. A few men with a girl walked in. Well I say men but they were something around your age. They hung around the claw machines as one of them franticaly tried to get a few cents from his blonde haired buddy to win himself a pink plush tiger. A rather funny scene.

"Stu stop it damn it..." The blonde smiled as he kept his look towards your chair
"NO YOU DON'T GET IT I NEED GERARD" 'Stu' pleaded
"You don't have him and you already named him?" The black haired girl asked
"You named it?" The other, tallest guy asked, clearly thinking that Stu was a looser. The blonde haired boy shot him a look of 'hey that's my friend. Watch your mouth'
"Hey Stu, I'll give you" the girl chirped as she handed him the few cents
"Oh mY GOD YOU'RE A TREASURE" Stu screeched and imidialy slammed them in, trying to get his...Gerard

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