Stockholm Massacre (leatherface x fem reader)

The Beginning

Authors note: This is my first serious fan fiction, so please be patient with me:3. I want to make this story enjoyable for everyone who reads, i'll also be busy with college soon, so if updates are slow i'm so sorry (i promise they will happen!) with that being said, enjoy:)

| (f/s) (favorite song) (f/s) (favorite snack) (f/d) (favorite drink) |

       You and your friends were driving through east Texas, heading to a concert in Austin. The three entertained themselves by passing around joints and mumbling songs they didn't quite know the words to, while you stared out the car window with your earbuds in, quietly humming to (f/s).  It was a hot summer day, the cows were grazing on the fresh green grass, and the heat was giving the road in front of you an endless, puddle like mirage.

      You found yourself getting lost in the beauty of the outside world when your friend Meagan, who was sitting in the back seat, shook you back into reality. "hellooooo earth to (y/n)" she said in her usual annoying voice. You turned around to look at the squinty, red eyed girl. She was wearing a red swim suit top and cut off blue jean shorts. You gave her a light smile. "I'm starving, is there a gas station or something near by?" asked the male sitting next to her. His name was Daniel, He wore a grey wife beater with baggy blue jeans that were held up by a belt with a longhorn belt buckle. "we should be close to one soon" replied Chase, who was driving. He was a tall, thin young man dressed in a black t-shirt and baggy khaki pants. Just as he said this, a gas station appeared in the distance. The building had an old western look to it. The white paint in the front was peeling off the walls and rust formed on the poles holding up the roof of the porch. It wasn't the nicest looking place, but you imagined there might've been some sort of history behind it.

     As the four of you walked inside to grab snacks and drinks you noticed the woman standing behind the counter. You gave her a friendly smile and picked out (f/s) and a (f/d) to quench your thirst. You stood behind your friends waiting to check out when you heard Meagan make a rude comment. "This place is a dump." she rudely stated. She always spoke her opinion whether it should or shouldn't be said, that was one of the things you despised about her. "this "dump" has been a part of my family for years" stated the older woman behind the counter. Meagan just rolls her eyes, pays, and goes to sit in the car. You step up to the counter to pay for your snacks. "friends or yours?" asked the woman. "I guess you can say that, I mainly just tagged along to get out of town" you replied "where ya'll headed to?" you replied once again. "A concert in Austin." "4.76" she said. You gently hand her the exact change. "you know, you seem different from your little travel buddies out there." You let out a soft chuckle "well thank you miss...?" she politely answered "Luda May" "and what might your name be darlin?"  asked Luda. "(y/n), (f/n) (l/n)" you answered. "well it was very nice meeting you (y/n)" "it was very nice meeting you too Luda May" you gave her a happy grin. Luda May watched as you walked out to the car where your friends awaited you "see you again soon" she said to herself.

     You and your group set off on the road once again. "what took you so long, you weren't talking to that old hag in there were you" Meagan asked in a snobby tone of voice. "she was actually very nice" you replied, annoyed at her insult. "whatever" she scoffed "you literally wasted almost 10 minutes of our time" at this point you decided to block her out as she continued to nag. The ride was going fine until about 20 minutes out. "SHIT! we're out of gas." said Chase as he slammed his hand against the steering wheel. "why the hell didn't you get gas while we were there?" angrily shouted Daniel. "UUGGHHH now we're gonna be late to the concert!" Meagan complained "what kind of idiot doesn't get fucking GAS at a GAS STATION!!" "CAN YOU GUYS JUST SHUT UP FOR A SECOND!" Chase shouted back. "I'm gonna flag someone down, maybe the can take us to get some gas." The four of you got out of the car and stood on the side of the road as Chase tried to flag down a passerby. After a couple of cars passed until eventually a sheriff finally stopped.

       The man got out of the car with a smug grin on his face, his name tag read Hoyt. He was an older man, possibly in his 60's. "looks like you kids are in need of assistance" said the officer. "yes sir, we ran out of gas" said Chase. The officer looks Meagan up and down "well ain't you a pretty little thing" He says is his southern accent. Meagan shifted uncomfortably as Daniel chimes in "look man, can you help us or not?" The officer known as "Hoyt" snaps his head at Daniel and pulls out his Ruger Vaquero revolver aiming it at him "GOD DAMNIT! don't you raise your voice at me boy!" He continues to pan his gun to each of you, causing you to freeze up in fear. "you two! get in the car" the officer says to Chase and Daniel. They reluctantly follow him to the police car and get in the back seat "now you to pretty ladies wait right here, i'll call someone to help ya'll" with a devilish grin he got into the car and drove off leaving you and Meagan alone on the side of the rode speechless.