Ouija // Little Mix AU

Chapter Fifteen; Hour Four

4:00 A.M

The closet door swings open and I gasp. "Jesy." I murmur.

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I waste no time as I shove her to the ground and make a run for it. I go up the stairs and into my mum's room and lock the door. "Come out, come out where ever you are." I hear Jesy's taunting voice come from down the stairs. I wriggle underneath my mum's bed and clasp my hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming out and to make breathing slow down.

I hear the door knob begin to wiggle, she's trying to open the door. But then it ceases.

There's no noise at all.

Again I listen carefully for any noise but a loud pounding in the door begins. I begin to whimper and hot tears begin to flow. This is it. This is where I die. There's no hope of me making out of this.

I can see the splintering wood pieces falling to the floor. She's literally trying to break through the door. After a few minutes it stops but I can hear the sound of the door unlocking and then being opened. I watch as Jesy feet walk through out the room. She stops at the foot of the bed and I hold my breath. But she walks away and I let the air I was holding in.

Suddenly two hands grasp around each of my ankles and I let out a piercing shriek. I am dragged from under the bed but I try to dig my nails into the hard wood floor. My nails feel like they're about to tear off and I finally let go. "Let me go." I scream. She flips me over and straddles me with her body.

"Shut it!" She shouts and waves another knife before me. I twist my head so I'm able to look under the bed and I can clearly see where I left the knife. Even if I tried there will be no way of me getting a hold of that knife. "You are a pretty young thing, aren't you?" I turn to look at Jesy in her pitch black eyes. She softly drags the knife from my neck, to my chest, and stops at my stomach. I struggle to get away but she has me pinned down pretty good. "It's all fun and games until the last one dies." She smirks.

She raises both of her arms to stab me but I take this chance to push her off me and make a run for it. I stumble a bit when I hit the corridor but something hits me on the side and I stumble down the stairs.

I land on top of Leigh-Anne's body and I let another shriek. She's so pale and cold and so stiff. I quickly get off her and make a break for the door. Even though I know it won't open I have to try.

I turn to look back and Jesy is slowly coming down the stairs. "Come on bloody open." I slam my fist into the door. I am so physically and mentally drained and I'm not sure if I can handle this anymore. "Open." I whimper.

"There's no where to hide." I run into the kitchen to find some other knife to use but with the kitchen light being broken and the only source of light is coming from across the living room; it's nearly impossible to see. As I search each drawer that I open, i realize there is nothing in them. The only thing there is, is a measly stupid fork.

I hold it up in an effort of making her stop from coming close. But a fork is no match for a knife. "Awe do you think a stupid fork is going to stop me? You have no where else to go and your just making this so much more fun. It's like a fun game of chase the wee little mouse." She smirks.

"Don't come any closer." I warn her but all she does is laugh. The knife she has in her hand glimmers in the low light of the living room and i gulp. She's holding it closely to her thigh but she's lightly tapping her finger against it. It's almost like she's impatience like me being alive is driving her crazy. But then again she's just standing there, doing nothing and staring at me with that annoying smirk on her face.

It's driving me insane, she wants me dead and yet she's not doing anything. What the fuck is she up to? Why is she just standing there? "You know I didn't think you'll last this long. I actually thought you would be the first to go. But I decided to take that precious dark skinned girls life first. I have to give you props, the dumb blonde one will be the second to last to die tonight."

"The second to last?" I ask.

"Well of course, after I'm done killing you, I'll possess you and use your body to kill this meat body that I'm possessing and kill her."

"You just got everything planned out, don't you. But Jesy and I will get out of here alive. You might of killed Leigh and Jade but not Jesy and I." I boldly try to say but my voice cracks a bit. So much for trying to fearless.

"Is that so? I got to hand it to you, you have a lot of fire in you and it's going to be so much fun extinguishing that fire and watching you die slowly and painfully." She launches towards me and i make a run for it. She tackles me into the ground I struggle to get away. She slashes me on my calf and I cry out.

"Let me go." I grunt and I kick her straight in the face but it seems like she isn't even phased by it. Like it didnt even hurt her at all but I can see the blood gushing out of her nose.

"Insolent little bitch." And she punches me in the face. "For that I am going to make your death even more painful." I kick the knife out of her hand and it slides away from us.

We both struggle to reach for it as we pull each other away to keep from being able to grasp it. I end up scooting a bit forward and I can barely touch it with the tips of my finger.

I finally manage to get a hold of it and I kick Jesy off me. I get up from the floor. "You got more fight in you than I expected." She gets up from the floor as well. "But that doesn't mean you'll end up hurting your precious Jesy." She takes slow steps towards me. "Because this is still her body. And I'm sure you would never stick a knife into her, now would you." She is toying with me. She's trying to get into my head.

But she's right, I won't be able to fully defend myself. I would never do anything to hurt Jesy. "So now what will you do?" She corners me and presses up against me. "Will you fight or will you just give up?"

She wraps her hands around my neck and I struggle to breath. "What will it be?" She darkly chuckles.

A/N it's almost coming to an end o: Lol