(In my story, Toby is more childish then usual Kay?)
Song: The Monster by Eminem ft Rihanna ~
Your POV
As I walked out of the room, I went downstairs towards the lounge. I knew my mother kept emergency matches in the cupboard beneath the TV. Not ask me, I don't know why the hell she did that.
After I grabbed the matches, I headed to the garage to get a pint of gasoline. Bringing it back inside, I started pouring it all around the house, including the kitchen.
I quickly ran to the front door without slipping and struck a match to set the fire. Once I was successful, I immediate ran out of the house.
Wow, watching your own house burn down with all your horrible memories in it sure feels great. I thought as I watched my house burn down.
After 5 minutes, I heard sirens coming my direction, causing me to run into a nearby forest to hide. I climbed up the nearest tallest tree to watch all the commotion.
"Oh my lord." I heard one of the officers say.
"What happened here?!" Another one exclaimed.
"You, check the house for any survivors, and you, call the fire brigade right now."
After five minutes or so, the officer that went into my burning home came out, horrified.
"What is it?"
"S-sir! In the kitchen, there's a women that looks like she's been stabbed/shot. She's horribly disfigured."
As soon as that sentence was said, I jumped out the tree and ran deeper and deeper into the forest.
Times mip after running through the forest for ten minutes.
I stopped for a breather and looked down at my blood-drenched and ripped clothes.
A F/C T-shirt with torn sleeves and torn tips, also with a huge rip just above the chest, probably because of the sink, and black ripped skinny jeans with a pair of S/F/C tatty converse. All permanently stained with blood. Great.
"Jeez, this is not gonna last long out here," I mumbled to myself, leaning on a nearby tree.
And that's when I hear a snap of a twig.
My head swung around at an inhuman about of sped to the direction of the noise, causing my neck to crack.
I saw three boys around my age all standing there, staring at me.
One was wearing a yellow hoodie and black mask with a sad face on it, the second on had on a feminine looking mask with black eyes and lips and an orange jacket, and the third one had on goggles that shaded his eyes and a black mouth guard, showing a grin.
"Um, hi?" I said, waving at them cautiously.
They all looked surprised that I didn't freak out, and then they looked down at what I was wearing.
"Holy crap, what happened to you?" The one with the mouth guard exclaimed.
"Shut it Toby, that's rude." The guy with the feminine mask said to who I presume was Toby.
"Long story short, shit happened." I chuckled, turning my whole body to them.
"I'm presuming you're Y/N?" The one with the black mask mumbled quietly.
"Yes I am, what are your names?"
"Names Toby!"
"Masky."
"I-I'm hoodie."
"It's quite a convenience that we met you here, our boss asked us to look for you.." Masky explained, looking straight in my direction.
"Could you come with us?" Toby asked.
"Um, okay?" I replied.
"Good then follow us, Y/N."
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That's a wrap! Hope you enjoyed my pastas!
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Mistreated (Creepypasta X Reader)
Fanfiction~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Your name is Y/N L/N and you've never had a happy life. Since you where born, you're life has been a mess, and when you were 4, you were constantly abused by your parents. Your now 16 years old, and your life takes a turn for the be...
