You couldn't sleep

You and Jed were supposed to have dinner yesterday but all the work seemed to tire both of you out

And now here you were, lying in your bed trying to at least get some hours of sleep in, But it seemed like that would never come.

You decided to just get out of bed and watch some movies until you fell asleep on your couch

You headed downstairs turned on the lights and decided to get some water Before you put on a movie

You didn't know why you were so dehydrated but it didn't seem to matter that much anyways

Even when you were drinking water, you couldn't shut up your thoughts

All that you were thinking about was Jed

It seemed weird to you I mean you just met the guy

But that moment when you two were face to face made you all flustered just when thinking about it.

Maybe it just caused you to be lonely,

You lived alone your whole life so it could have been a possibility.

You couldn't help but graze a finger around the ear he had spoken in

Reminiscing about how soft his voice was when he said your name.

No this is crazy you shouldn't be feeling like this, Jed is just your co-worker, your partner, he's just a friend.

A friend you barely met.

You rub your forehead In frustration

Unbeknownst to you, a figure was watching you through your window

And he knew exactly what you were thinking about

Cause he was thinking about it too.

He was frustrated too

Frustrated that when he looked away from you in the office, it was only to cover a red tint appearing on his cheeks.

"Damnit," he thought as he took his eyes off of you

Tonight was the night he would toy with you

The night he'd planned for weeks

The night you would meet Danny not Jed.

His plan was simple scare you, make you go running to Jed for comfort then reveal himself to you

So you would break and he could finally kill you without having to wonder why he liked you so much.

You shifted in your seat as you watched the movie that was playing on your tv

Oceans 8

The movie was good but you felt uneasy as if someone was watching you

Then your phone rang, that's never a good sign, you then grabbed your phone and paused the movie with the remote.

"Hello?" You answered, waiting for a moment. "Uh is anyone-"

"Hello," a deep raspy voice said through the phone

"Who is this?" You questioned, you've never heard anyone with a voice like this before

"That's not important, but I have a question for you" they responded

"Is that oceans 8?"

A wave of terror hit you as you finally knew who you were talking to

Then you heard a smash upstairs

You quickly hung up the phone and went to the kitchen looking for anything to defend yourself with

You cursed at yourself in your head

How could you be so stupid? You wrote articles on this person, you gave this person fame.

And yet you didn't suspect a thing with the phone call and the voice this person had on the phone.

The power cut out next, just as you found a sharp enough knife

"Great," you thought while trying to sneak away from the kitchen in the darkness of your home

"Hiding places hiding places" you repeated in your head

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE ALL THE HIDING PLACES" you frantically thought, not noticing the swift wave of air that hit you.

It wasn't until something caught your leg

"SHIT" you yelled as you fell on the floor dropping the knife in a different direction away from you

Your body quickly shifted into fight or flight mode as someone pulled you back by your leg

You quickly turned your body around and kicked around and hit something

Earning a grunt then a small little "bitch"

You rapidly got back on your feet and went straight towards the knife that was mere inches away from you on the floor

Until you got tackled.

You were about to scream until a hand covered your mouth and a cold sharp blade was placed on your neck

"Scream and I'll fucking slit your throat Y/n," Ghostface said as he adjusted himself on top of you, making sure you couldn't get back up.

He then quickly pinned both of your hands above your head with the free hand he had left

Tears quickly pricked the sides of your eyes, and the thought of never seeing anything or anyone else ever again Filled your mind

"Don't cry my love, I'm not here to hurt you, not that bad at least" he teased

"I just wanna leave something behind is all," he said in a low voice.

it was now that you realized he had swiftly tied your wrist together with one of his straps that he unclipped from his costume

You wiggled under him trying to squirm away from him but to no avail

He simply laughed at your attempts of escaping

"Now hold still alright sweetheart" he stared at you through his mask and lifted your shirt up

By now your face was stained by your tears, In fear of losing your life, and in fear of what he was going to do.

With a hand still covering your mouth

He used his free hand to slowly slide his cold gloved fingers onto your stomach

Stopping just under your chest and going back down to a place on your stomach

"This seems like a nice place," he said as he rubbed a place on your stomach and brought his knife out

You kicked and squirm underneath him

Hoping he'd just let you go, but you knew he wouldn't.

With all your kicking and squirming he seemed to grow frustrated and squeezed your face tighter with his hand

He slowly looked up at you and then laughed to himself upon seeing your tear-stained face

Making you feel completely humiliated by him

"Now don't fucking try anything anymore or I'll cut you deeper than I intend to" he threatened

You finally accepted the fact you weren't escaping this and let him do what he wanted

He then glided the tip of his knife upwards on your stomach to the place he was rubbing with his fingers earlier, and then pressed downwards and proceeded to drag the tip of the knife downwards onto your skin.

You let out a whimper that was hushed by his hand still on your mouth

You then felt him slide the knife downwards on your skin again, this time in a different pattern

Making you slight kick your legs and let out Another whimper

You soon felt hot liquid slide down the side of your stomach and onto the floor

Ghostface put down his knife and admired his work, he left his initials on your stomach

D.J

He ran his index finger on the cut and blood got on his gloved fingers

While looking at you threw his mask he slowly hooked the bottom of his mask with his thumb and Lifted it just enough for you to see his mouth, then he inserted his bloodied glove into his mouth.

He slowly bent down just above your ear

"You look so pretty y/n, I wish I could see you like this all the time" he whispered

"Oh wait that reminds me," he said and quickly pulled out a small camera from inside of his costume

"Smile y/n," he said as he took two quick photos of you underneath him with his initials craved on your bloodied stomach

He then placed his camera back into his pocket on the inside of his costume and slid his knife back into its place.

"Tell anyone about this and I'll be sure to fucking kill you y/n. He stated and let go of his hand on your mouth then slowly undid his straps from your wrist

He then got off of you and left threw your window.

Leaving you laying in a small pile of your blood on the cold floor of your house, with only the moon shining through the windows.

You were too tired to try and fight him, and even too tired to scream for help when he removed his hand from your mouth.

You were too tired to even move, And so you slowly fell asleep on the cold floor.

All the while tears still stained your face.