Ch.9

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Panic Mode
You looked frantically towards the door and the window. Trying to find a way out. You could hear Lillith's sickeningly sweet words trying to persuade you to open the door.

Knock Knock Knock Knock
"Come on Y/n, open up."
Knock Knock Knock Knock
"Mommy wanted me to give this to you."
Knock Knock Knock Knock
Her voice changed. Now she was pleading, crying almost.
"Y/n please. She's going to kill me."
Knock Knock Knock Knock
"Y/n...please...please open the door."
Silence

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG
"OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!"
You were sobbing now. You had never seen Lillith like this before. She never got angry at you.
BANG BANG BANG BANG

You could feel the pressure blowing up inside you. Lillith pounded and pounded on the door. Screaming abuse at you.
"I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"

Then it stopped. Time seemed to stand still. You could hear someone thundering up the stairs. "DIE BITCH!" Then the sickening crunch of bones and flesh being chopped into peices. Then two gunshots.

You were huddled in the corner of your room. Crying to yourself. You tried to hold it together long enough to climb out of the window. You barely got your leg on the sill before someone broke down your door.

"Hey! Oh god. What are you doing?" It was some guy in a pair of goggles. Behind him was another guy in a ski-mask. You realized it was the man who was watching you from the tree. You instinctively jumped back. He looked worried, and reached a hand out to. A blood-stained hand.

You screamed, then bolted past them and down the stairs. You made a run for your phone,(which you conveniently left downstairs) and immediately dialed 911.

"911, what's your emergency?", the operator called.

"Hello? Yes, please help me. There are some strange men in my home and I-i think they killed my sister."

"Ok, sugar. What's your address?"

"Oh, it's um...*insert random adress* please hurry-" Your phone was snatched from you and thrown to the ground.

"What the h-hell do you think you're doing? Are you trying to get us all caught?" The man pressured. You looked down at the ground. Your phone was smashed into pieces. Well, fuck. You looked back up at the man. He stared at you intensely, with his  orange-tinted, caramel eyes. You could've sworn there was something familiar about those eyes. Then it hit you like a train.

His brown hair, his voice and ticks, and those damn eyes. Toby.

"T-Toby? Brian?" "Wha-what happened...to Lillith?"
They exchanged looks, clearly they weren't expecting you to find out about them.

"What's going on? Where are my parents?" You looked at the blood splattered all over their faces. Then looked down at the blood on Toby's hands. You stared at him, shaking, breath quickening.

"Y-you..." You pointed at him with a quaking finger. "You killed them, didn't you?" He held his head down in shame.

"Y/n, I had to...she was going to kill you. Your mom, she set this up. It was all her fault. She's the reason-"

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!", you screamed. It was the only thing you could do right now, besides cry. "Why...why Toby? Why would you do this?" He didn't answer. Even Brian, who normally was quiet, didn't say anything. He looked at you, but all you could see was that red-stiched frown.

That was in the past now. You haven't seen or heard from the guys in 3 years. Now, you were living on your own. In your own little cottage in the woods. You survived off of small rodents, except during the winter. Then, you had to go out to the nearby town for food. You were cut off from the rest of the world, and you were happy that way.

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