Hi!!! I was fighting for a long time with a writer's block in the story "Just a Scary Story" (it was the first horror movie I ever wrote). I wanted to keep going with it, but I wasn't capable. So, I decided to delete the story and give it a fresh new start. The plot sufered some changes, as the characters and some couples, but I'm keeping some ideas. I really hope everyone likes it (I hope receive more reviews this time).

Title: Behind The Fear

Rating: T (It will change later chapters).

Summary: Urban legends and myths are only horror stories. At least it was what the College students always thought. What happens when a body is found and the rumour about a murderer starts coming alive? Was the murder only a coincidence? It is what everyone is going to find out...

Characters: Read to find out

"Without see to where was going, the girl entered in the dark forest. The moon in the sky was illuminating her path. The girl wanted to look behind, to see if he was still following her, but she didn't have courage.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer, the girl started running faster. The trees started hiding the moon, making the young adult to not see to where was going. Tripping in a root, she fell to the floor, hitting with the back of her hear in a trunk. Feeling some pain, she touched on the back of her head and felt a strange warm liquid. When she looked to her hands she saw blood.

Starting feeling more terrify, she backed to her feet. The silence could only mean one thing, he was closer. Before she could do a move, she felt a breath in her neck, she felt his breath. She wanted to run, but the man behind wrapped his hands around her neck. Slowly, her lungs stopped receiving air. When she was almost passing out, the man grabbed the trunk that was in the floor and stuck it inside her. Three times he stuck it inside her body.

She looked to his dark eyes and saw an evil smile. Couching blood, she felt him removing the trunk, only this to feel blood draining from her waist to the floor. The floor once before green and brown was now spotted with red.

In her last moment of life, she felt her body being threw to the floor. The sadistic killer leaned her eyes one her and watched her finally moments..."

- Is she dead? - a five year young little girl asked her older sister. The older girl took her eyes from the book and leaned on the girl, who was lying in her bed.

- Of course she is dead - she answered - The Forest Man doesn't let anyone live.

- But, what if he liked her? Would he kill her? - hearing the question, the older girl rolled her eyes.

- This isn't a fairytale. It's a horror story. The killer doesn't fall in love with his victims - she explained to the younger girl, who wasn't satisfied - He cuts, paunches, impales, strangles his victims and waits for their last breath with an evil smile. Probably he is outside, waiting for you.

- What is going on here? - a woman asked opening the bedroom door. The two girls, who didn't count with her mother entering in their room, screamed - Didn't I tell you to go to bed?

- Sorry mom - the two girls said at the same time.

- What is that? - the woman questioned her older daughter, when saw a strange book in her hands - Where did you find this?

- In the library - the blonde girl answered with a big smile - It is about horror stories, urban legends and myths.

- Were you reading it to your sister? - the woman rebuked not to happy - She is only five years old. You shouldn't be reading this book to her.

- I like those stories - the young girl exclaimed, but her mother decided to ignore - I'm not going to have nightmares.

- This is going to stay with me - the woman advised the two girls and took them the book - Now, I want you sleeping or tomorrow you are going to be in big troubles.

- Mom, let me stay with the book - the older begged. She had a lot of work finding in the library. She couldn't lose it now - Please mom. I won't tell her more stories.

- Good night - the woman said and closed the bedroom door. The two sisters looked to each other.

- Do you think he exists and is waiting me? - the five years old girl asked. Putting on her feet, she walked to the window of the bedroom and looked to the outside. It was a late night and it was hard to see the street - Do you think he really is outside waiting for me?

- He doesn't exist and he isn't waiting for you outside Now, go to sleep. I have to figure out a way to get my book back - the older exclaimed, covering her body with the blankets.

Without take her eyes from the outside, the little blonde lost her smile. She had the feeling of seeing something moving. Running to her sister's bed, she decided to lie at her side.

- What the...- she whispered and then realized it was her sister - I shouldn't have told you those stories.

Fourteen Years Later

"Where is she?" Stacy asked herself searching for Trish. This was the last time that the smaller blonde would convince her to go to a party with her. Stacy wanted to get back to her residency, but first she had to find out Trish.

- You shouldn't have come alone - she heard a male voice. She didn't need to turn around to know to whom such voice belonged. She knew it very well - The wrong guys can try to get some luck with you.

- I'm not alone. I'm with Trish - Stacy said facing him. For a moment she wished the music was loud enough to not hear his voice - From all those wrong guys, you must be the worse Cena.

- Well, you were with Trish. I saw her leaving with Randy. I don't think she is going to back that soon - John told Stacy. "I'm going to kill her" Stacy thought to herself. This was really the last time that she accepted Trish's invitations - And if I was the worst, you wouldn't have dated me.

- I guess it was the biggest mistake of my life - Stacy exclaimed getting ready to leave, but John stopped her.

- If it was your biggest mistake, why did you do it twice? - John questioned Stacy.

- I guess I don't learn with my mistakes - Stacy whispered knowing pretty well he could hear it - I would love to stay a little more, but this party is getting very boring. I guess you and your friend are going to lose your status in the Campus.

- You are the only one who is getting bored - John replied. Everyone around they was having a good time. People were dancing, drinking and making out - You should loosen up.

- Nice to see you Cena - Stacy said ignoring all his words. Passing between the drunken students who were dancing, Stacy finally arrived to the front door. It took her a while to noticed that John had followed her - What do you want?

- Just because you are my ex-girlfriend and it seems you are piss off with me, it doesn't mean I'm going to let you go home alone at this hour - John told Stacy and showed a smirk - And I want to make you commit the biggest mistake of your life a third time.

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- Trish, why are we here? - Randy asked entering in the poll house. The petit blonde, didn't answer and locked the door. Walking to Randy, Trish wrapped her arms around him.

- I told you that I wanted us to spend some time together - Trish exclaimed and started unbutton his shirt - Don't you want me?

Turning around, Randy stayed face-to-face with the blonde. Kissing her lips, he helped her removing the black shirt - Yes, I do want you, but it would be a lot better be in my room. At least there, I know no one will interrupt us.

- Shut up and kiss me - Trish said ignoring his complains - If you don't do it, I'm going to back to the party.

Assaulting Trish lips once again, Randy pushed her closer. As the blonde girl was a lot smaller than him, Randy wrapped her legs around his waist. Carrying the blonde, the two ended up falling in a long chair.

The sensation for Randy kissing her neck made Trish to close her eyes. When she opened them again, she looked to the ceiling. A scream was heard.

Very confused, Randy looked to the same place where Trish had her eyes focused. Between the ceiling and the structure holding it, there was an arm. There was no body, only a bloody arm covered with worms.

- We have to call someone - Randy whispered trying to calm down Trish. This arm could only mean one thing: Someone had died and the body could be anywhere in the Campus.

I really hope enjoyed it! I'm sorry for the spelling and grammar mistakes.

Don't forget to tell me your opinion about it.

xoxo

Ainat