❝ WE WROTE OUR NAMES IN BLOOD ❞
→ in which scream characters
love you so much, they'd
kill for you.
SCREAM X FEM! READER ONESHOTS
( angst. fluff. triggering content. )
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･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.
this was it: you knew you weren't gonna make it out of this alive.
ghost face had - somehow - followed you into the garage without alerting you, and had now locked you and himself in the room.
for a second or two, you thought about calling for help. you doubted you could be saved now. anyone close enough to hear you scream would be drunk. you were indefinitely doomed.
"so, what happens now?", your eyes began to water.
you spat, coughing your words out, almost getting caught in your throat; "you gonna kill me or something, then?"
you couldn't help but spit the words out. you had came to this stupid party thing to let loose a little, drink all your worries away. you didn't wanna die tonight. you didn't deserve to die tonight.
the figure by the door waited for a moment, before slowly shaking their head.
they inched forward.
"don't come any closer!"
your words fell upon deaf ears as the figure in black took long strides towards you - you couldn't help but shake and stumble back into a few boxes.
you were helpless. there was no point in running, you understood that much. this was your end. the end.
you found yourself curling into a ball, back against the cold, metal garage door. you began to sniffle, embracing your soon-to-be death.
as he powered closer, you heard the man behind the mask sigh. through blurry eyes, you could see he was stood above you.
there was something in the was he held himself, his posture, that was overwhelmingly intimidating.
"i'm not gonna hurt you, baby.", he muttered, throwing the knife aside.
