Inevitable • The Grabber x Reader •

Chapter 4

TW: panic attack

I didn't look up from my knees as they were pressed to my chest but he walked closer to me and knelt in front of me.

"Y/n look at me" he said softly but i refused to move an inch. I felt a hand on my head as he softly ran his fingers through my hair and his hand made its way to my cheek. I gave in looked up at him reluctantly. "Good girl.." he said and moved his hand under my chin and guided my face closer to his.

I looked at the mask he still had on over the top half of his face, past there I could see his eyes and I felt myself becoming more and more vulnerable.

My heart was pounding as we sat like this for a moment till he broke contact and cleared his throat. He reached into the first aid kit and got an alcohol wipe and gently cleaned my lip.

So much about this man was confusing..he's a killer but he's helping me and keeping me alive..but why? My mind is clouded with so many questions.

"Does it hurt?" He asked softly looking down at my lip, I shake my head a bit. "Good.." he said and cleaned off some blood that had fallen on other parts of my face.

"W..why..?" I muttered, he paused and looked at me. "Haven't you killed me..I mean." I ask looking into his eyes.

"I..I'm not sure..I suppose I'm figuring that out myself." He said, "yes things are very different this time.." he mumbled to himself.

"Um..so..i had a question if you don't mind..?" I asked hesitantly breaking the silence. He looked up from his lap and nodded for me to proceed.

"When you said you..um stalked me..how much did you see?" I asked, "what do you know about me?" I added.

He paused for a long moment before speaking as if he was gathering all the memories he had from start to finish. "Well I know your name firstly, then your parents names weren't hard to find, I know you're a senior at that high school you walk to. Your friends name is Faye Thompson, other than that you live a normal life. Well besides your parents constant absence..now that I think about it I really only saw them home once in the time I watched you." He finished staring at the wall for a moment.

"Their presence was rare so it was truly a miracle you even saw them...Why did you stalk me for so long..? How come you didn't take me sooner?" I asked look at him, if he's answering questions might as well ask as many as I can.

"I get lonely..watching you felt like I knew you a little more.." he said looking at me through this mask.

He gets up and takes the first aid kit, "I need to go now but I'll be close.." he said as he made his way to the large door. "You do know if you try to escape again...I will kill you.." he said back facing me.

I swallowed hard and nodded before saying "yes" as quietly as possible, he was serious as his light hearted tone left his mouth and all that was left was bitterness. He made his way out of the basement and this time he locked the door.

He doesn't want me to leave..?

In the time I was left alone with my thoughts my mind wandered about what Faye would be doing now. She was always the strong one, we met in sophomore year in an algebra class. She did all the talking for both of us but it's  not like I minded, I enjoyed listening to her. Maybe my disappearance was for the best..she didn't need me it was evidently clear now. Then my parents probably weren't even the ones to put in a report about my disappearance..I wondered if they even noticed I was gone till they had seen my missing persons flyer.

I felt a tear trickle down my face and suddenly I was breaking down crying. I'm sure there were a lot of reasons for me to cry but in the moment I couldn't think of one. Maybe it was the overwhelming loneliness I felt or how my parents neglected me since I was 14.

"Y/n? What's happened?" I hear him walk into the room, I try and pull myself together but I just end up unable to breathe properly.

"Y/n calm down its okay..you're okay.." he said, this voice was new..it wasn't his usual playful tone nor his deep angry tone. It was him..the man behind the mask.

I cough unable to breathe from crying profusely, I don't even hear his footsteps behind me until I feel that gentle touch on my back once more. He rubs my back softly and whispers "it's alright..you're okay..just breathe" in my ear.

I soon calmed down and was able to breathe again, my throat itched and my eyes were dry. His hand remained on my back and he had moved so an arm was wrapped around my shoulders. I rested my head on his shoulder and let out shuddered breaths.

"Sleep now..your body will be tiered after that." He said softly and began to stand no..please don't leave..

I grabbed his hand and held it so he wouldn't leave, "could you..can you just um.." I tried to get the words out but they got caught in my throat.

He paused for a moment, "I'll..stay.." he said almost as if it was a question. I laid down on the mattress and he did the same.. I felt his strong arms wrap my frame gently. The room fell silent so I could only hear his breath hitting the mask he wore.

The loneliness inside felt somewhat smaller when I was with him..why did it have to go like this....

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Yooo me again so I feel the story repeating a lot already but I need help on how to continue it. Seeing as there's like 50ish people reading this (I see y'all <3) I was hoping you guys could help me out

!Just to clarify once more y/n is 18 in this story!

Option one:
I continue this as a non sexual story

Option two:
I continue this as a sexual story

Option three:
Fuck the og plot and make it really violent

(All options will still have that gore stuff bc hes a serial killer so yea)

Anywho sorry for the long AN but I'd appreciate some feedback and thank you all so much fore voting and reading it's pretty insane haha