(Y/n) p.o.v
I woke up at 10:00am. I check my surroundings and remember the events of last night. I go to check my phone, and open up to 12 missed calls: positively from my mother lol. I get up off of the coach, and head home. I walk in, and get tackled my my mother.
"Omg where were you?!?! Are you ok?!?!." Screamed said mother.
"I'm ok, ju-"
"Did you hear about the girl that got killed yesterday?!" She says. I stare confused, unsure of what she just told me.
"Wait, what?" I ask.
"Ya, a girl around your age i think has been murdered last night in her house." She informed me. I stay confused till she shows me the article on her phone. I scan through the page, examining the case description. It stated that the last activity before the murder was a phone call from an unknown number. Sweat runs down my face, the realization hits me, I could have been the first victim. Lowkey thank God I'm not dead lol, not still, this is scary! There is a murderer in the town! I decide to tell my mother the events of yesterday. She immediately decided I should go to the police and tell my experience. I stiffened at my mother's words, but decided that it's for the best that I do it. I got eat breakfast, and change into an outfit for for my "interrogation" as I would say lol.
*runs to popo lol*
I stand in front of the door to the police station. I knock, and wait. A police womens opens the door for me.
"Hi, good morning young sir. How may I help you?" She asks, enthusiastically.
"Hi, uhhh, I am here to talk about the murder that occurred last night. I was attacked yesterday before the murder. I think there is a connection and would like to tell the police my experience." I state. She nods her head and leads me to the sheriff. She told him why I am here, and i got taken to a side room for a one-on-one conversation with the sheriff. I introduced my self and told basic facts: name, age, schooling, ect.
"So, (y/n). Could you tell me how your day went up until the incident." He stated. I nod my head and proceed to tell him everything. He took some notes, which gave me slight anxiety bit also slight relief, believing they might be onto something.
"Do you have any suspects of the killer?"
"No." We sit in silence.
"Ok (y/n), thank you for stepping up and telling us your story." He says with a smile as we shake hands.
"Sure thing sir. Thank you for your time." I say and head my way back home.
Dawson's p.o.v
I wake up, and go to check on (y/n). He is not to be seen everywhere. In my slight concern, I get a notification form logan.
Logan: hey slut, wanna hangout lol.
Dawson: sure lol. Should I bring the rest?
Logan: ya sure.
Dawson: k
I go to the group chat the tell the others to come to logans place. I get a texts back saying 'sure' and 'u whores woke me up, but k'.
I head onto logans house.
(Y/n) p.o.v
Once I have received Dawson's text, I go to Olivia's house to pick her up. I pull up to her house.
"Get in loser, we're going shopping lol." I say jokingly.
"Ok" says olivia. We drive to logans. When we got there, dawson tackled me with questions, since I "unexpectedly" disappeared from his place lol. I tell them everything that has happened: attack and murder. Faces of concern surrounded me.
"Do you think it's the same person?" Asks olivia. I nod.
"Well then, what do we do?" Says Logan. I shrug my shoulders, not sure what to do myself. We decide to go for a walk to calm our minds.
We ended up spending the whole day together, nearly forgetting the incident until it hit nightfall. Logan, dawson, and I decided to have a sleep over, but olivia wasn't allowed (what whore her mom is lol). It was late and she said she is not walking alone. I volunteered to walk her home. We used the quickest route, to avoid contact with anyone.
Once she was dropped off, I went back, slightly speed walking. I kept an eye out for any movement of figures. I kept my head up, back straight, and a 'bitch face' to keep attention away from me. My phone rings: unknown number.
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Teen Fiction(y/n) is a regular high school senior who lives a normal life. he was living swell till a phone call changed everything. can he survive his 'haunting', or not? (the art does not belong to me, I'm just borrowing) (Not the original ghostface) (This st...