ZANTEDESCHIA - YB x Fem Reader

Chapter 2 : Part 6

I silently creep out of the house. On my way out, I grab his van keys and the door keys, unlocking the door and quietly shutting it behind me. I go to unlock the van when I realise that 1. I don't know how to drive and don't own a license, and 2. he would hear the van start and would catch me running away. I drop the keys by the front door and make a run for it, following the dirt path that leads to his house.

~Time Skip~

It feels like I've been running for hours and my body is aching. I slow down to a walk and stumble down the path. When will it end?! From the distance, I hear the engine of the van. Why had I not thought about him noticing I was gone? I realise that being on the path will make me easier to find, so I slip into the trees, far enough away from the path that he wouldn't see me. I hear the van come closer as I creep further into the woods. I'm a good 10 metres away from the path when I hear the engine quieten down, going further into the distance. I breath a sigh of relief, until I notice that I'm completely lost. I don't remember which way lead to the path, so I just keep walking forward in hopes that I'd come across the road soon enough.

~Time Skip~

I've lost track of time and all I've managed is to go deeper into the forest. I start to cry, the stress of the situation hitting me like a truck. I fall to the ground, my legs tired from walking for so long. I give up. I start yelling and calling for Peter. He would be the only person who could help me now. I regret running away. I'm tired, scared and crying. My ears grow hot and the pressure in my head builds up to the point that it's all released in a string of heavy sobs and yelling. "PETER!! HELP ME!! I'M SO- *hiccup* S- SORRY!! PETER COME BACK!! HELP!! PLEASE! PLEase!! Peter..! H-help.." I slowly black-out from exhaustion, and my screams and cries fall upon deaf ears. Or so I thought.

~Time Skip~

I wake up to the sound of a nearby engine. It's still running, by the sounds of it, and it's not moving. I hear and feel footsteps coming towards me. My throat still aches from the crying and yelling, so I can only make out a few feeble cries. "Help! Helllpp- Pleazzse!" I cough and choke on my words, trying to crawl toward the stranger. "Help... me..." I feel the arms of the stranger lift me up, trying to help me breath.

"Darling?! Are you ok?! Why did you leave me?!" Peter? He came to save me from my own mistake.

"P-Peter.... Save.. me.." I mutter out, choking and lurching with every word. He rubbed circles on my back as I gagged, puke dripping from my lips, the hot chunks caught in my throat. I'd eaten nothing all day and I was vomiting stomach acid. He lifted me up when I was done and took me back to the van. I passed out again from exhaustion.

~Time Skip~

I wake up in darkness, limbs constrained by some unknown force. I'm sat down and I'm dizzy from earlier. My stomach and throat ache from the gagging, but it's seemed to have eased up. A dim light switches on in the room and I look down to see I'm tied to a chair. I look across the room to see a figure, encapsulation by shadow. Whoever it was, their face wasn't visible. they walk up to me, pupils thin and glowing a soft blue hue. Their sharp teeth glistening in the pale light. They hold a weapon in their hands, a hacksaw by the looks of it and, when I look down at my legs, I see a dotted line running across my mid-thigh.

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Holy fuck it hurts. I want the pain to stop. It's constant, the back and forth of the blade, jagged teeth running across my flesh and bone. My leg feels like it's hanging by a thread. I feel the thin flesh bridging my leg snap, and I hear it slap across the floor. Adrenaline rushes through my body, as the stranger quickly wraps cloth and bandage across my bleeding leg, having to dab at it every time they sawed at my thigh. The blood stained the floor a harsh red, still oozing out of my wound. The overdose of adrenaline rushes to my head, and my head flops down and, as I feel a peck on my head, I pass out.

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[800 words]