How Creepy can Pasta be?| BEN...

By AzureSyrup

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Moving to a small town with a school of psycho killers. A certain killer or two takes a liking to the (H/C) g... More

Introduction
Chapter 1: New Home
Chapter 2:The Weekends
Chapter 3:School
Chapter 4: Satan
Chapter 5: Meeting Elf Boi
Chapter 6: Elf Kid
Chapter 7: Day 2 of school (hey that rhymes!)
Chapter 8: Internet Gossip
Chapter 9: Tutoring
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Chapter 10: Beaten up
Chapter 11: Satan's come back
Chapter 12: Punch Me
Chapter 13: Nightmares
Chapter 14: Netflix and Chill
Chapter 15: Mall Day
Chapter 16: Toby
Chapter 17: Trouble and Betrayal
Chapter 18: Camp
Chapter 19: Hiking
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Chapter 20: Studying
Chapter 21: Obstacle Courses
Chapter 22: Le Colourful Maze
Chapter 23: (Y/N)-napped
Chapter 24: Benny Boi Coming To the Rescue?
Chapter 26: Saved [2]
Chapter 27: A Death
Chapter 28: A Message Written in Cold Blood
Chapter 29: A Ghostie Friend
Chapter 30: Fluff-y Sinners
Chapter 31: Lost Souls and Fallen Angels
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Q & A
Chapter 32: A Fallen Devil?
Q & A: Answering Your Questions
Chapter 33: BANG!
Chapter 34: Zalgo Crashs Le Party
Chapter 35: Devil Time~
Chapter 36: Welcome to the game!
Chapter 37: A Conclusion to a Confession?
Chapter 38: Mission of Confession!
Chapter 39: Tomorrow...!
Chapter 40: Final
Behind the Scenes

Chapter 25: Saved [1]

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By AzureSyrup

(Y/N)'s POV
I was tied up.

I was tired.

I was slightly bruised.

A little while after Helen left the room, two muscular men came in and tied me to a chair, I retorted and struggled, yelling a string of curse words until they finally had enough and slapped me, hard, on the cheek.

It was now bruising, great. I tried my best to not fall asleep, because if I sleep, who knows what would happen to me. (Like in all those movies: DONT SLEEP!) My head was killing me as my eyes dulled from the lack of sleep.

I think I had been here for a day but to me it felt like an eternity. I groaned in pain as I continued to grid my hands against the ropes, trying to break free. But to no avail, it was just hurting my hands.

As I continued, the door suddenly swung open as it collided with the wall. The sudden noise made me jolt up and glare at the person. Surprisingly, it was Ben...

"Ben?!" My voice came out weak and raspy, as if I hadn't used it in a Long time. His eyes widened at my state, bruised and tied up. He scowled and mentally made a goal to kill whoever did this to you.

He soon recovered as he ran over to untie your chattered wrist. It was bloody and scratched from all the pulled of the hard rope. Once you were free, you stood up and stretched, "thanks." You said, your voice barely a Whisper. He nodded before taking one good look at you.

He stalked towards you as he gently caressed your natural rosy checks. "I'm so sorry." He blurted out. You gave him a warm smile, "it's not your mess, it's mine. Don't worry about it." You reassured him. He sighed but gave you a warm hug. His body was naturally icy cold while yours was just raiding off a welcoming heat.

"I didn't protect you..." he said, his voice was soft and filled with guilt and regret. Your smile never left as you gently ruffled his golden blonde locks.

"But you saved me, right?" You noted. His eyes widened as he looked at your face. You gave him a closed eye smile that made his heart flutter. Your smile was contagious as he smiled too.

"Let's go then." He said as you nodded in agreement.

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Hey dudes, I know this is a really short chapter. But, I rushed this cuz I haven't posted in awhile. Anyways, my phone was confiscated, so sad indeed. I hope to post soon again, hope y'all enjoyed,
I bid you adieu~
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