《fear street imagines》𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 - 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐂
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ISAACXFEMALE!READER
Also Sarah x reader cuz shes your sister😩👊🏻
TW: DEATH BY HANGING<|3
Sorry i keep doing female readers- i'll switch it up in the next imagine😀
"WE WILL NOT REST UNTIL WE FIND SARAH FIER" was all that was yelled to make me shake in fear. They were going to hang my sister...and I couldn't do anything to stop them. Everyone was chanting "witches" or agreeing to hang both, Hannah Miller and my dear sister, Sarah Fier.
I fell to my knees on the ground causing all my friends to run over to me, along with my boyfriend, Isaac. I sobbed into my hands, i heard Abigail whispering words of comfort to me while Lizzie and Isaac held me. "Let it all out beautiful girl, i've got you" he murmured. Soon, he told the girls to leave so we could have some privacy.
He took me too his home and sat on the bed with me in his arms. "They're g-gonna kill her is-isaac" i cried, clutching onto him. He cupped my face but i didn't look at him. "Look at me beautiful girl, look into my eyes" he whispered calmly. I listened and stared into his beautiful eyes. "Its all going to be fine, Sarah will tell them the truth. Both Hannah nor Sarah have sinned. None of them have welcomed the devil...everyone who was in the forest that night knows it"
I took a deep breath and nodded. I tried to stay calm but knowing i might lose my sister and one of my dearest friends still hurts me. I've already lost my brother, Henry. I can't lose my sister too, it's awful. I felt isaac pressing kisses to my forehead and that was all it took to help me drift into a deep sleep.
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"I FOUND THE WITCH" i shot awake and Isaac who was next to me did too, i immediately got up and hurried out my boyfriend's home along with Isaac himself. I saw Solomon...he had a death grip at my sisters hair. It shocked me, i never knew Solomon would turn against her- never in a million years!
I felt Isaac grab my hand and squeeze it tight, I couldn't help the sobs that were flowing out of my mouth. This caught Solomon's attention. "What about the other one?" He asked, my eyes widened as the men stormed over to me, pushed Isaac out if the way and pinned me to the ground. I screamed as they ripped the back of my dress to check for anything and sighed in relief when i heard one of the men say "nothing"
Isaac ran over and lifted me up before everyone grabbed torches (fire ones) and headed up to a tree...the tree where they hanged people. I looked at the front of the line to see Hannah and Sarah, chains tied around them. The sight of it made me want to cry and hug them. But Isaac kept a firm yet gentle grip around me to stop me from doing so.
We finally made it to the tree, Hannah and Sarah stood their, a look of fear on both faces but Sarah covered it up better than her girlfriend. "For practicing witchcraft, IS DEATH BY HANGING" the man announced. I knew one of them would die tonight...or both of them. "CONFESS" everyone chanted while i just looked at sarah. We made eye contact and she sent a small smile before shouting:
"I CONFESS. I walked with the devil! I lay with him...i bewitched the good pastor. I bewitched..." she paused before looking at the blonde girl. "Hannah Miller. I clouded her mind! It was me, it was me...IT WAS ONLY ME" as Sarah was confessing, Hannah tried to stop her but her mouth was covered. I stood there in pure shock...my sister sacrificed herself for the love of her life...
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I turned to Isaac and hugged him. His arms went around my waist and he pulled me closer, cradling my head to his chest so I couldn't see my sister dying. In the blink of an eye, my sister's feet were off the floor, she was dangling from a tree, i could hear her choking and gasping for air. Before I could cover my ears, Isaac's hands were already there.
That was the last of my sister...
The last of Sarah Fier...
All i had left was my friends and my father...
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That very same night, everyone left Sarah at the hanging tree, so we decided to bury her. Hannah and I couldn't stop comforting each other, and our friends comforted us too. I grabbed a rock that was near a tree and stared down at my lifeless sister in the ground, tears sprang to my eyes. "Its okay to cry beautiful girl" i heard a familiar voice. I smiled weakly up at Isaac and whispered "thanks for being there for me" he smiled and pecked my lips "always"
I carved words into the rock with the help of Isaac. 'The witch forever lives' i smiled down at it and placed it by my sister. Hannah had the lock that was attached to Sarah's chains and carved 'FIER' into it then set it back down. I grabbed Sarah's cold and lifeless hand which sent shivers down my spine. Shes here...but shes also not here.
After we had buried her, i let out a loud sob. Lizzie, Abigail, Isaac and Hannah pulled me into a group hug. They all knew my pain, and i knew theres. We'll all miss my dear sister Sarah Fier, and we shall never forget her and the sacrifice she made to save Hannah Miller.
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