Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Candyman x reader (Part 5)

(I like how you all just colectively eyeballed the possibility of a face reveal 👀 aight, I'll see to it)

I was wrong. Your parents could ruin the nice evening. They mostly talked between themselves, not including you in the conversation.
That was not the bad part.
They talked about the slaves. That annoyed you. They talked about them as if they were mere cattle, and not humans. It made you feel sick to your stomach. As another coment about the slaves landed, you couldn't bear it anymore.
"Mother, father, I am not feeling very well... could I go to my room? I'll go sleep sooner tonight..." You asked, making sad eyes on both of them. Your father gave you a nod, before your mother could say anything on it.

You quickly scooted from your chair and walked towards the stairs. Near the door, Betty was standing.
"Don't clean the table, call me when they're gone" You speedily whispered to her as you walked by. You could hear one quick yes before you turned to the staircase, and went into your room.
There, you searched for some kind of wearable clothes. You had to get something that you wouldn't die in, and could also move in. You ramaged through the closet and ended up settling on a slim skirt and a loose button up shirt. Honestly what wouldn't you give for an actual pair of pants...
You sat down on the bed and waited. You waited for the signal of Betty's.
Soon, the expected knock on doors sounded.
"Yep, coming" You whispered and trotted over to the door. You opened it and imidiately bombarded Betty.
"How many plates full of food are you able to carry?" You asked her.
"I think four...why?"
"You'll see" You grabbed Betty's hand and pulled her downstairs to the dining room. There was so much food left over, some still warm.
"Okay, Betts, get the plates and set as much food on as you can. I'll go get something and I'll come back" You instructed swiftly and rightly, and poor Betty didn't even have time to protest againtst anything. She obeyed and trotted over to the kitchen.
You, had to go upstairs, into your parents' bedroom.
You quietly walked upstairs and walked to their doors. You were sure to stop any light around you. You didn't want to wake them. You quietly turned the doorknob and opened the door. It thankfuly didn't squeak at all and it was time for you to locate the metal ring of keys.

You saw something glistening on the bed table. A ring of keys! You sighed and crouched down. You carefuly felt the ground with your hands, sometimes the wood creeked and so you dodged that spot. This way, you slowly made it towards the keys. They would certainly make a lot of noise due to their placement and material. You sighed once more and grabed the keys, one by one lifting them above. You finnaly had the entire ring in your hand. You quickly sneaked out, taking the exact same path you came in. You quietly shut the door behind you and got up. You exhaled sharply, looking at your winning prize. It was quite rewarding, looking at the keys. Videogames taught you well...
You turned around, only to stop yourself from screaming. Betty was standing right behind you.
"Excuse me (Y/n)... I didn't mean to scare you" She quietly apologized.
"That's fine... let's go" You sighed, motioning for her to follow.

You grabed two plates, with Betty grabing four. She was much more skilled than you were. She even managed to open the front door.
The moon shined brightly, and the frogs in the swamp croaked their songs as you sneaked.
You both trotted around the cotton field, towards the slave house. You were worried that someone would be standing watch, but thankfully, noone was. You set two of the plates down and imidiately started trying all the keys.
"(Y/n)? My dear... what are you doing?" Betty asked you, sounding very worried.
"Helping..." You said, finnaly finding the correct key. The door creaked open, hitting the wall on the inside.
"Hello?"
"Night shift?"
"It's not morning already... is it?"
"Who's making all that noise..?"
Many voices asked, some being male, female, old or young.
The blue light of the moon shined through the cracked roof, giving some very poor lighting.
"Good evening, I am sorry to wake everyone but I brought something in exchange... you won't have to wait 'till monday to get normal food" You set the two plates down on the floor. The house was very dark and you couldn't see anyone or anything.
"Anybody have a light?" A voice from the darkness asked, making some people chuckle.
"(Y/n), in my pocket" Betty moved her hip to you, motioning for her apron's pocket.
You reached in, retrieving a small old-time pack of matches. You had to smile, in your time people would have a lighter or maybe a full on flashlight.
"The lantern is just at the door"
Another voice from the dark said. You could hear a few thuds, as the slaves jumped from supposed beds. You lit the match and set it into the lantern, careful, as to not burn yourself.
The room imidiately felt more welcoming as you saw friendly-looking faces come from the dark.
"This is for us?" A man with a patched eye asked, pointing towards the food. You noticed he was also not having two fingers on one hand.
"Yeah, that too" You pointed to the food Betty was holding. The slaves were feeling a little sheepish at first but once the rotten apple kid aproached without fear and grabbed a piece of chicken, others warmed up quick.
In a moment, everyone was sitting on the ground, surrounding the lantern, or sitting on their broken down beds.
Most people were chatting, some were quietly laughing.
Even Betty joined in and talked with the eye-missing gentleman.
The energy in the slave house felt so welcoming as the warm yellow light lit the room, covering everyone in a honey color.
This felt so much more like a family dinner than what you had back in the house.

As you looked around you noticed a tall male standing near one of the bunk beds and your heart imidiately bumped faster. It was him.
As soon as he noticed, you gave a sheepish wave. He smiled at you and walked closer to you. You got up and dusted off the slim skirt.
"Quite a risky deed you're doing here..." Daniel smiled, looking around the now, happy slave house.
"Yeah... but it's the least I can do for now..." You said, looking at smiling Betty again.
"Actualy... there is one more thing I have to do" You said, wanting to grab Daniel by his hand, but your shyness stopped you, so you just awkwardly brushed the back of your hand againts his.
"Follow me" You ordered, before you walked out of the slave house.
"Look up my dear friend" You said, looking up yourself.

The moon, as if on purpose, shined brigter above you two. Daniel stood next to you, looking at the sky in amazement.
"It's..." He was quite at a loss for words.
"Beautiful?" You asked, looking above as well. The moon really did fill you with calmness.
"No... that title belongs to someone else..." You felt his rather large hand wrap around yours. You felt the red enter your cheeks once again.
"To whom?" You squeezed his hand gently. You wanted to hear.
"You... You are beautiful" Daniel quietly said, making the corners of your mouth curve into a shy smile.
"I beg to disagree..." You lowered your gaze, letting your hair cover your face. Daniel turned to you in a worry. He thought he went too far too quick.
"That title belongs to you dear" You turned to him, smiling at his kind face. He returned the smile, turning to you.
"No... I have relized a few months ago, that I fell deeply in love with someone I am forbiden to love. Yet... I can't help myself love the most gentle, beautiful thing I have ever seen...
You always come back to me, in the back of my head I always feel you...
I always want you to be with me..." Daniel said quietly, his words echoing in your head as he brushed the hair out of your face with a gentle smile.
You felt your legs weaken at his gentle touch. You squeezed his hand, your heart bleeding for more affection.
"I... I feel the same way Daniel..." You whispered to him.
"I do not care that our love is forbidden as it is, I love you no matter what. We'll pull through together..." Your eyes filled with gentle tears.
"I'd be happy to be with you..." He gently rest his forehead on yours. You closed your eyes, sucking in this happy moment.

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