《Stranded》pt.7
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"Ok, look if there's some kid just spying on me I am SO fucking over it." I sigh and look up. My eyes widen seeing a person peaking around the wall of one of the rooms. "Oh shit." They had long dark hair, a brown sweater, jeans, and an apron. Their face was off though. They were semi fair away but their face was just still. 'Well I'm fucking dead.' I think to myself as the person and I stare at eachother "Hi." I wave cautiously at them. Rosie runs up to them, excited and tail wagging. "You know Rosie?" The figure pets Rosie and I smile.
"You know Bo and Lester?" I ask getting up. "I mean, you probably do with this being such a small town and all." I try to joke even though I can feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. They look back at me and tilt their head. I watched as they started walking toward me. The closer they got the more I could see their 'face'. Which wasn't even a face to begin with. It looked like a wax face cast. "I should probably get going, I uh I promised I'd help clean where I'm staying." I stammer as I step back just a bit. But this person just kept getting closer to me. Then we were just a couple inches apart. I froze as they lifted their hand and to my surprise gently touched my cheek. "Pretty." He said under the wax face. I could see a blue eye looking at me. I think my survival instincts are all broken. Because while I feel like running away, passing out, or maybe even screaming, I found this person weirdly attractive. Them I take a deep breath and sigh. "Yup I'm out." The last words to leave my mouth before collapsing.
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Groggily I open my eyes as I feel someone holding my hand. "Hmm?" I look around and see no one in the room. "Weird fucking dream." I put my hand to my head and sigh. "This whole situation is fucking me up." Pulling my phone out of my pocket I freeze. I was still wearing my leather jacket. Sweating I feel my breath quicken. "I don't remember taking a nap. I didn't take a nap. Yup, OK, time to leave." Jumping off the bed I get all my shit together and practically run down the stairs. "Oh hey (y/n) what ya doin?" Bo's voice comes from the kitchen and I freeze. "Oh, I uh, someone is meeting me outside of town. I'm just leaving." Shit I'm bad at lying. Bo stood with his arms crossed. "Why don't I give you a lift? Those bags look heavy." Something was off in his voice. Something was off with this whole place.
"Yeah no I'm good, thanks though. You can keep the stuff I asked you to get. I'll call sometime." I put on a big smile as I stand right infront of the door. "Bye!" I booked it out of the house. I could hear Bo yelling after me as I ran. I knew he was on my tail. Holding my bags I ran as fast as I could. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I huff as I run in the direction of the washout. "Fuck!" I scream as Bo tackles me to the ground. "Please I just want to go home!" Bo smirks at me as he pins my hands above my head. Kicking I get an idea and headbutt Bo as hard as I could. He lets me go and when I get up I pull out my pocket knife and click it open. Bo holds his now bleeding nose and still has that damn smirk on his face. If I weren't fighting for my life right now I'd think it was hot.
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"You're a fighter, I like that." He tells me. I look at my dropped bags and then back at him. "Look man I don't know what the fuck you want from me. But I'm a mentally ill bitch with years of built up anger issues and I just want to go home." I explain using the knife to express. "And right now we're fighting in the middle of the fucking street. Oh fuck! We're fighting in the middle of the fucking street!" Bo watches me take a deep breath in. "HEEELLLPP!!!!!! HEEEEEEEEEELLLP!!!!!!" I scream as loud as I can. To the point of my throat hurting. Bo goes to tackle me and I fall to the ground scared but before he coulddo anything someone got in-between us. I had my arms covering my eyes before looking up to see Lester and the person I met in the house of wax holding Bo back. "No! Bo!" Lester shouts at Bo. The other man just quietly keeps Bo away from me. "Let me go you dumbasses! Fucking freaks! Let me go!" Bo looked like he was about to hurt them but just couldn't bring himself to do it. I was so terrified I couldn't help it. I started sobbing. Full on makeup running, snot, and just gross sobbing.
Fight flight or freeze kicked in and it had me on the ground sobbing. I thought about my mom, I thought the only few people I've ever cared about. If I died out here they'd never know. At that point I turned to side and had to fight throwing up. "(Y/n)!" Lester called out and ran over to me. His voice was muffled by my heart beating in my ears. "Hold my hair!" I exclaim and Lester does quickly before I vomit onto the road. Everything was muffled. My vision was going blurry. Fuck am I really going to pass out again?! I tried to look over and Bo and the mystery person. It looked like they were talking. More talking with their hands. Bo was pissed but understood them. "Fucking fine!" Is all I hear over the heartbeat in my head.
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