Chapter 2: Bloodlust

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧.

𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬...

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐: 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭

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-Keith's Perspective-

W..where am I??!

It's so dark...

Keith: Hello?!!??

I look around and it seems as if I'm in a basement or maybe an attic. I look down to see my hands and legs tied to a chair.

Keith: What happened? How did I get here?

As if on queue, images of me sitting in Isiah's living room start rising in my head. I start to remember the scenes that follow each other one after another before everything becomes clear to me.

Keith: GODDAMIT ISIAH WHERE ARE YOU?! LET ME OUT OF HERE!!

I struggle to loosen the ropes on me and I decide it's best if I just wait here to regain some strength.

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-Isiah's Perspective-

I sit in my room fantasizing about all the things I would do to her tonight. I've been waiting for this moment the second I set my eyes on her.

Oh, Celeste... I can't wait to hurt you, to see the fear on your face when I fuck you right in front of your boyfriend.

I get up and throw on some grey sweats and a white t-shirt, then I style my hair in a presentable way.

Isiah: Time to head out.

It's time to get Celeste.

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-Celeste's Perspective-

It's been a whole day and Keith hasn't come back or answered his phone, I'm starting to get worried.

*ring*

I run to my phone hoping that Keith's name is the one to show up on the caller Id.

Celeste: Unknown Caller... I wonder who it could be?

*beep*

Celeste: Hello?

Isiah: Is this Celeste?

Celeste: Um, yeah who is this?

Isiah: Can you come to your front door?

Celeste: Um..why?

Isiah: I know where your boyfriend is.

. . .

Celeste: May I ask who this is?

Isiah: I'll tell you if you come to the door.

Celeste: I can't do that. Where is he?

Isiah: Come to me now before I break-in.

Celeste: I'm calling the cops.

Isiah: I wouldn't do that if I were you...

Celeste: Tell me where he is!

Isiah: 3...

Celeste: Tell me!

Isiah: 2...

Celeste: Why are you counting?

Isiah: 1...

Celeste: That's it, I'm calling the cops.

Isiah: 0...

Celeste: They're on the way.

I hope he didn't see through that lie. They're not coming.

Isiah: I'm coming in now.

Celeste: W...wait...you're kidding right?!

*beep*

He hung up.

Celeste: H..huh?

I stand there in silence questioning everything that just happened in the past 30 seconds.

*BANG BANG BANG*

I suddenly hear a loud knock on the door. It must be the person that just called me.

Celeste: S...stay out!! The cops are on the way!!

*BANG BANG BANG*

Celeste: What do I do?!?!? What do I do? I can't just stand there!

I grab a knife from the kitchen and then quickly run back upstairs. Then, I run to the closet and hide behind the huge pile of clothes.

*CRASH*

I hear the door break down and I suddenly turn into a statue. Any movement at all could cause noise.

Isiah: Where are you??

I can hear him getting closer...

Isiah: I wonder if you can guess who I am.

And closer...

Isiah: Want a hint?

And...closer...

Isiah: Maybe try guessing the next-door neighbor.

I knew I recognized that voice from somewhere. He's that weirdo Keith was talking to me about yesterday. I knew he was creepy but what was this supposed to be!?!?

I close my eyes hoping that he'll go away sooner or later.

Isiah: Celeste...save yourself the trouble of me finding you and come out. You don't know how long I've wanted this...how long I've wanted to caress your body...I've thought about it day and night.

How much weirder can he get??

Isiah: It would be a shame if I already knew where you were though...

My eyes widen. Was he bluffing?!?! Did he actually know where I was?

. . .

no.

How could he?

I close my eyes and try to distract myself from what's going on right now.

Isiah: I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT EVEN IF IT TAKES ALL DAY, I WILL FUCKING FIND YOU.

I can feel tears form in my eyes.

. . .

It takes me a second to realize that it's gone completely silent. Where did he go? is he gone?

I open my eyes.

Isiah: Found you.

I scream in terror at the sight in front of me. Somehow, he had just appeared in front of me and is now trying to hold me down.

Celeste: Get away from me!!!

Isiah: Don't resist...

Celeste: I...I have a knife!!!

Isiah: I don't care.

I use my free hand in an attempt to grab the knife beside me.

Isiah notices and snatches it from me.

Isiah: Were you planning on using this on me?...

Was I?

Celeste: N..no!

Isiah: That was a weak attempt at a lie...

Suddenly, he takes out a heavy-looking object from his pocket and raises it in the air.

Celeste: What are you doin-

He hits me in the head with the object and it doesn't take me long to enter a deep trance.

. . .

Isiah: I finally got you...

-𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤-