Hey guys, here's a chapter i did super quick tonight. My friend gave me the prompt and I just couldn'/strongstrongt stop writing! By the way, if you guys have any prompts you would like me to do, leave them in the reviews (or my pm thingy) and I'll try to make it happen. -Macy
Chains and bones are glued to the ceiling, huh, that's odd. It's almost as if I'm upside down and the chains and bones are actually on the floor. Wait. I look up and see a busted ceiling fan and an air vent, then looking closer to me, there's a hook and chain, I'm attached to it. Fuck.
"LARA!?" I yell into the darkness, I can't see very far into the room, so I know it's huge.
"LARA?" I yell again, half expecting an answer. There's a very high pitched scraping noise from the other end of the room, and the sound of someone lightly whistling.
"Oh fuck."
I can barely see what comes out of the darkness; it looks like a man, with a pyramid oh his head? Ok honestly, what the fuck is going on. He's dragging what looks to be a huge fucking steak knife and I haven't pissed myself yet because I don't want to have it run down my entire body. The monster dude swings his fucking oversized steak knife at the chain and I fall on my face. It doesn't hurt, weird. This seems like the perfect time to run, so I bolt under him, or her, whatever it prefers, and run down this super spooky hallway. It's literally covered in blood, like, I am running through puddles of it at the moment. Wait, if I'm running shouldn't I be going fast? It feels like I'm running, but I'm going about as fast as I would be while jogging. I turn around for a split second and it's like five feet behind me, then I trip on something and I'm on the floor. It stops in front of me and pulls up the huge ass sword thing. I can't move, I can't breathe and before I know it, there's a sword in my chest and the split second it gets all the way through, I'm still half asleep in my bed, covered in sweat.
I scramble up out of my bed and stumble in the darkness. I can't see anything past my hand and my room is super messy. That's about when I trip over a stack of movies and videogames. I get back on my feet and barge through my bedroom door, then into Lara's. It looks like she just went to sleep, considering that she usually throws off a pillow or two in her sleep. I tip toe over to her bed and slip under the covers, but despite being very sneaky she wakes up.
"Sam, what are you doing?" She asks, by the sound of her voice I can tell that she hadn't even been asleep.
"I am… checking your bed for bugs, it looks all good but I better stay overnight just in case." She kicks me in the leg, but I can see her smile in the lights coming from the window.
"Whatever." She says, and shifts so that I can cuddle closer to her. But in a total friend way, it's like 60 degrees in her room and it's too cold to move. Her face is buried in my hair and she's so warm and all I can think about is kissing her, but I try to block out those feelings and fall asleep snuggled close to her.