Hey guys! This is my first story on this account and I hope you enjoy it!~ This first chapter will be short but the second is going to be a lot more longer! Please leave commets such as likes, dislikes and reviews!
Do you hear it? The sounds of footsteps chasing after you, following you at a steady pace? What about that anonymous laughter he's giving out? He's coming. So you better prepare to play some games~
"I found you!~" The black haired male exclaimed happily. This man was Izaya Orihara. He's the sadistic, yandere type. It just so happens he's been calling your phone non-stop, leaving creepy letters on your doorstep and harassing you every chance he gets. And this time.. he wanted to have some fun. He waited for the perfect opportunity to wait. And so now.. He's chasing you in this game of kick the can. Maybe the game was more of Hide an Seek, because you were trying to hide.
About a month ago is when this started. When the harassment got worse, you told your parents and called the police, showing them crucial evidence. unfortunately, the evidence was useless proof that the police couldn't catch a lead on. There were no verification if there was hair particles, fingernail fragments or DNA like blood or semen. There was even no fingerprints on the letters sent to you; almost as if he was wearing gloves. And now to the present time of this horror scene, he caught you running into a lonely dark hallway. If anything, It reeked of alcohol from a nearby club, and trash. The narrow area only had light escaping from the exit you previously ran in from, and rats scattered around trying to seek food and refuge among the garbage bags and newspaper crumbles. The air here was thick and stifling, warm in fact and it was almost as if you couldn't breath. You hyperventilated uncomfortably, trying to duck down behind the darkened cans.
He slowly walked towards you, a small grin across his thin lips. He looked around as his shadow grew bigger in front of you. "I know your here... little kitten... This place can't hide you for long. Estimated in research... a person running and screaming trapped themselves in a cornered spot, they don't last long. And trust me Y/N... i was the scientist of that theory." He said softly. He stopped right in front of you, grinning innocently. His eyes showed a expression of newly found wonder and imagination, almost as if he was thinking what to do to you. "...wanna know what happened to them? I CUT THEM UP!" He moved to grab you and You scream, yet your voice is nowhere to be heard. No one was around now ... at least not in this dark alleyway. Izaya pushed you against the freezing, stone-brick wall with force. The frost-biting feeling began to creep through your clothing, yet the only thing sending shivers down your spine is the man's cold exterior expression. He smirked, seeing you out of breath from running. He didn't seem to mind at all; seeing you panting and desperately gasping for air. In fact, the sound of your whimpering voice excited him a bit. He let out a sigh, feeling a bit frustrated from your somewhat quiet voice, but that only reminded him that he would make you scream out way louder in the future.
Izaya pulled out his switch blade and immediately held it up. The cold sensation of the metal pressed against your smooth skin on your upper arm, cutting it a bit as it was angled. A little blood dribbled down the rest of your arm and for the moment, you didn't care about your white blouse staining. The man's hands around you were so rough and they made you feel more uneasy then ever before in your life.
"As much as I love this game of tag, it's game over for you!~" He giggled. He lifted the knife up, about to swipe down in a threatening manner. H heard your little whimper, looking down at you. He was interested to hear if you would beg or not.
"W-wait!" You choke out, leaning against the wall. He paused, tilting his head curiously. "hm.. ah! Are you actually afraid of dying?" He asked. "Well.. here's a tip sweetie.. there is nothing in the afterlife. No heaven nor hell. Only darkness. It won't be your pain or any else more trivial that will disappear.. it'll be your very existence!" He smiled more proudly. He then suddenly grabbed your arm tightly, squeezing it a bit. He slashed down with the blade. You screamed out, wincing in agonizing pain as the blade came in contact with your skin. Blood dripped down, splattering all over the wet pavement and covering it in a pretty red. Izaya chuckled, using his blade to carve something into your squishy flesh. "Mine" read the bloody words covering your now red-stained skin. Izaya's smile decreased a bit as he paused. The pain you felt began to become overwhelming, causing your eyes to blur a bit.
"I've decided…" He began. "..I want you, my little pet." His voice echoed in a soft, seductive tone. "You belong to me. Unfortunately for you.. It's game over. And I have won." You felt him try to pick you up and shuddered at the feeling. His hands made you feel uncomfortable; those unwelcomed large hands that which began to grope a bit in the attempt to hold you close. You felt yourself beginning to be dragged and the light of the exit turned into a bright light, cars racing down the street roaring in sirens and engines. The reason why your screams were so invisible.
You passed out unconscious, your last vision of Izaya leaning close to your face. His smile intimidating and scarring you more than ever. Your body felt a overwhelming cold freeze over your body; but in fact, that cold was fear. The fear that Izaya ever so wanted to take advantage of.
I hope you guy's enjoyed! more chapters on the way! I'm not sure if I want to make this into a series or not.. so please leave a review and let me know!~~