Hey people! This is a nice story I came up with late at night awhile ago.
There ARE a few warnings for this one-shot...One of which is swearing, the other...well
I really don't want to spoil the surprise for what the other warning is so I've decided to place the other warning at the bottom of the page. It's nothing too bad, since this short story IS only rated T, but if you want to check, just in case, then feel free to go to the bottom of the page.
Enjoy:
Disclaimer: I do not own DP, Butch Hartman does.
Hide and seek.
My heart was beating so fast.
I bit my lip, trying to stop myself from breathing heavily.
I heard a door creaked open. Very slowly, as if to purposely make me jump.
All I did was shiver.
I heard soft footsteps walk across the carpeted floor. Slow paced, almost as if they were carefully placed upon the midnight blue carpet.
I stared into the darkness around me, trying to not make so much as a single noise. The slightest noise would give me away.
"Dannnnnyyy." I shuddered. The way that voice called out...
It was in such a creepy tone, high pitched and playful.
The footsteps were getting closer, louder.
"Come out, come out wherever you are..."
Not even five minutes ago I had woken up, to find that I was tied up with rope around my wrists and ankles. After noticing the ropes... I noticed...
There was the sound of a chair being moved. He was searching...
Why did I even hide in the closet!? That's one of the most classic hiding spots ever! This is going to be one of the first places he looks!
I would've groaned at my stupidity. Except I didn't. That would give me away..
What was I saying before? Oh yes.
He was sitting in front of me. Like he had been watching me while I was asleep.
It creeped me out. Then... he started saying... saying all these things.. They made me feel odd, mostly scared. His tone, his voice. So wanting, so eager, so...
Lustful.
The footsteps were only a few meters away from my hiding spot.
He scared the fuck outta me with what he had said. I never thought that he could ever scare me so. He had turned his back, getting something out of a drawer. I had silently bit through the ropes around my wrist. I never knew my teeth were that sharp. I had then undone the rope around my ankles and quickly jumped off of the bed I was sitting on. He had turned around, but before I could see his expression, I ran. I ran so fast, like my life depended on it.
The footsteps were now right in front of the closet. Oh no.
And now, I'm here. Hiding in a closet. Hiding from him.
A hand was placed upon the doorknob of the closet, the door slowly opening as I could only stare at it.
I can still remember what he had said...
What had scared me so..
He... he...
He said that he was going to fuck me. And that there was no way that I could stop him.
The door was now fully open. He smirked, his fangs showing. I could see the lust in his crimson orbs. I was done for.
"Found you."
Warning for those who went to the bottom of the page: Implied rape. Now, since you know what the other warning is, feel free to either read this oneshot or exit out of it quickly!
Ahhh! Why did I make up such a creepy story!? I wonder how many of you got the shivers from reading this! Sorry for not exactly mentioning the T rating because of the implied rape at the top of the page. I would've, but I wanted to surprise you guys and that note would've left you knowing...
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