"Understand me-"

"(Y/N)!" Evan's voice called out. "You coming or what?"

I looked back at Cry terrified. He just dug the knife deeper slowly into the skin of my neck until I felt it start to cut through my skin. "Do I make myself clear?" I nodded frantically, tearing at the sharp blade digging into my skin.

Cry takes the blade back as I ran back downstairs to the boys. "Finally! There you-... (Y/N)?" Evan stopped and looked down at my neck. "There's cut on your neck.." He put his food down that Cry had made and went up to me to examine the cut. "That wasn't there before, what happened?"

I was hesitant to speak up. I turned my head back to the stairs and saw Cry walking down to us. His eyes shot daggers at me, threatening me once more. "I just scratched my neck a bit too hard.."

"No way your nails can dig that deep! They're not even long!" Luke butted in to the conversation.

Evan sighed. "Whatever, I'll be back. I'll go patch that up for you." He gave me a napkin to press the wound on and ran back upstairs to the bathroom.

Without making eye contact, I sat down and joined Bryce and Luke at the dining table. Cry's gaze was burning at the top of my head. Tears were pricking at my (E/C) eyes from the pain of the cut and my hostage like situation. Bryce and Luke obviously know things I don't know, things that could help me remember everything. But Cry won't allow that.. why?! My emotions kept building up. I was dying to know what I didn't know, literally. "(Y/N)?" Bryce snapped me back into reality. I looked back up to see them eating their food already. "Aren't you hungr-.. why are you crying again?" Bryce moved over to my seat. Bryce was about to hug me until I felt myself snap.

"Who the fuck is Delirious and **********?!" I couldn't say his name..  I just choked when I tried to. I looked back at Cry, his blue eyes fueled with rage.

"And who?" Luke asked confused.

"Ohm!" I gasped that I could at least say that.

"You fucking cunt!" Cry threw his same knife at me, it grazed the skin of my cheek just barely cutting me. Adrenaline starting surging through my body as Luke got up and tackled Cry.

I cried and held on to Bryce. "C'mon, Luke will take care of him!" Bryce reassured and ran to the door. I looked back to see Luke pull out a pocket gun and aimed it at Cry. Both still struggled to get out of each other's grip.

"What about Evan?!" I asked worryingly as Bryce started unlocking the door.

"He'll be fine! He can..." Bryce slurred at his last words, suddenly stopping his actions.

"Bryce?! BRYCE?!" I yelled and shook him. Bryce collapsed to the floor, along with Luke.

My heart was beating fast. I continued to undo the lock myself until Cry's hand slammed against the door right in front me. I screamed and backed away from the monster. "Poison's a wonderful thing." He said looking down at Bryce and Luke's body. "Ain't it, love?" He then pulled me back to him and brought his knife back to my neck.

"LET ME GO!" I cried trying pry out of his grip. Cry's cold hands forcefully grabbed my face, making me stare into his now electric blue, demonic eyes. My soul felt like it was being pierced yet again. My body couldn't move when I tried to. He brought his face closer to mine, I could feel his breath right against my lips. "W-what are you-" He smashed his lips right against mine. At the same time, I felt the knife slowly dig even deeper into the same cut. I needed air more than anything right now.

No.. that was wrong. I needed Ohm.

Suddenly, Evan back lashed Cry with the coat hanger at the door causing him to fall. As I finally gasped for air, I felt the cut sting at the same time. Evan pulled my arm, quickly undoing the lock and ran. "Call 911!"

"What about Luke and Bryce?!"

"(Y/N) we can't stay here with that fucking monster!" Evan yelled back at me trying to pull me out of the hell house. I didn't want to abandon Luke and Bryce, they were the only two who knows what I need to know right now. Tears ran down my (E/C) eyes while I stared at Evan. I need to know who Ohm is. I pried out of Evan's arm and ran back in to the house. "(Y/N)!" Evan yelled following back inside.

With Cry still recovering on the floor, I took this time to drag Luke's body first since he was the farthest away from the door. "(Y/N)! Do you have a fucking death wish?!" Evan interrupted causing me to drop Luke back down.

"If you don't wanna help me then leave!" I snapped back trying to pick up Luke again, whose body was twice the size of mine. Evan groaned in annoyance and complied by helping me pick up Luke. Luke's top half was Evan's priority, giving me Luke's bottom half as my priority.

"Jesus what has this guy been eat-" That's when Evan was cut off, literally. He collapsed back onto the ground with Luke, making his cut behind his back visible. I screamed at the horrible sight right at my feet. Standing right in front of me was Cry with his now crimson red kitchen knife.

"Now he won't need to carry his little friend anymore." Cry slowly stepped over the bodies to me, that's when I started to run the other way back to the door. Cry ended up beating me to it, blocking the exit. "Now it's just you and me, love~" He cooed and started walking to me again. I dared not to no look into his blue eyes this time, every time I did, it froze my body.

I started sprinting back up the stairs to my room. Maybe I can jump out the window! I slammed the door shut and locked it on Cry just in time. Cry started banging on the door loudly. "There's no where to run, (Y/N)!" Suddenly I heard a crumbling noise. The crumbling noises started to fade while I ran to my window to undo the lock. Then I realized those noises ended up being my door that now had a hole in it. "Love~"

"Stay the fuck back!" I finally undid the lock and opened my window letting the cool air hit me. As half of my body was now out the window, I felt a sudden force pull me back in by my legs.

"Where do you think you're going?!" I held onto the window pane trying my best to crawl back out. "You're not going ANYWHERE!" Cry slashed my back with the knife causing me to collapse back onto my floor.

Cry hovered over my poor body, me still trying my best to avoid his gaze. I rolled underneath him making the cut burn even more. With the little strength I had, I ran back outside trying to run to the front door again. The wound would not stop bleeding, I felt some blood trickle down my back as I ran.

"Running again are we?" Cry yelled, his voice sounded as if he was right behind me. I dared not to look back as I continued groaning in pain. I started rushing down the stairs, but within a split second, I was pushed down and started to fall down them instead. My head hit each and every stair this house had, I wouldn't be surprised if I had even broken something. The headache rapidly turned into a migraine while the cut on my back started bleeding even more. But that didn't matter, I couldn't feel or see anything after that as darkness consumed my vision. My body became numb.

Ohm's POV

It was another cold night yet again, this time I was at the Suffocation Pit with Delirious.. or Jon. Jon lost his blood lust ever since that day I yelled at him, now I do his dirty work. The two of us traveled back to the Autohaven Wreckers where we usually stay. When we came back however, we smelled fresh blood. That's odd.. No one else is usually here but me.

As Jon followed, I looked around. My vision then spots a trail of blood, highlighting it. Another killer must be here hunting down someone. But this is my home.. Who else could be here? It can't be the nurse, I haven't heard her yet. It can't be the hillbilly, I didn't hear a chainsaw yet. It definitely can't be the Trapper, I haven't stepped into a fucking bear trap yet.

"AHHH!" A familiar voice echoed through the junkyard, male voice to be more specific.

"EVAN?!" Jon pushed past me and started running ahead.

"Jon wait!" I ran for him until I started hearing whimpering. The same whimpering I heard not that long ago. No.. it's can't be.

I cloaked myself as I continued to follow the whimpering. Red scratches stained around a circle of pieces of scrap metal. The blood stains stopped and so did the scratches if I walked away from the scraps, along with the moaning. I did another lap around the small circle still not finding the person. The only option left was to check the closet. After letting out a huge sigh, I uncloaked myself and swung the closet door open.

Happiness filled my body again, something I haven't felt for what seemed like years. I stared back at her (E/C) eyes that I've missed so much.

"(Y/N).."

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*gasp* you found each other! :o but do you remember him is the real question? s/o to Akperry03 for helping me cure my writer's block! Check her out c: Hope it wasn't too long of a wait.

Also, could you awesome readers do me a favor and check out my new video on YT <3 It's my very first one so I'd appreciate it a lot c: You guys are the reason why I pushed forward with this whole YT thing and I never know how I can repay you guys. My friend in it also has a Wattpad it's youtubinggg
https://youtu.be/fq-_S4VuuMk

If I ever go MIA again, it's most likely because of stuff like editing a video now, it will rarely ever be writer's block.

Anyways, peace out everybody! Goodbye~