Peter YB (Part 2!) || I'm Still Yours (REUPLOAD)

Everyone sits in the police station, waiting for results. "How did it come to this? Peter's been dead for ages! Why is he just now getting to Y/n?" TK asks. They look at Sarah. "Did you know he was alive, Sarah?" They ask. Sarah shakes her head. "I had..no idea." She sighs. "I guess you technically knew first, huh Lila?" TK says, turning their face to her. "Gosh, I never even thought I would see you guys after you moved up here. I thought all of you were long gone." She says. "I'm sorry it's like this. I wish we had caught up sooner." Sarah says, rubbing Lila's hand.

Roy approaches.

"We can't pick up a signal. All we know is that she's somewhere in the woods." He explains. Everyone is shocked. "What woods?! We're in New York City! The closest thicket of woods is miles away!" Lila yells. "Calm down. We'll get the dogs on this asap. You folks should go home. "Alright.." TK says, sitting up. Lila and Sarah follow. "Thanks for the help, Roy." They say, waving goodbye. Roy waves back. "Stay safe!" He calls out after everyone.

They all step out in the dark night sky. It's getting late. "Are we really gonna go home?" Sarah groans, knowing that may not be the case. "Nope. We're going to find her ourselves." TK says. "Oh, yeah, that's totally safe. We don't even know where to look!" Lila yells. "Yes we do." Sarah says, her face shooting upwards. "It may be a long shot, but Peter said he had his eyes on a nice cabin in Arden Heights." Sarah exclaims. "How do we know if he really bought a place there?" Lila asks. "Think about it! He's a kidnapper. The woods are perfect! I'm sure he's been planning this snatch for a while." Sarah says.

Lila shrugs. "Not a bad idea." She says. "Are we really doing this?" TK groans. "Of course! Y/n's our friend. Even if she wasn't, I don't think we'd let her get murdered." Lila smiles. Don approaches the group. "What are all of you planning?" He groans. "We're going to find Y/n! Want to help?" Sarah asks. "Roy's down on this case. He'll get it done. Just give him a couple days." Don argues. "Y/n might be dead in a few days." Sarah says, tilting her head down slightly. He groans again.

"Fine. She owes me rent anyways." He sighs. Everyone pummels into Don's car, and take off for the road. "So where are we heading?" He asks. "Arden Heights." Lila says. Don nods. "Alright. Shouldn't take long." He says, taking a right.

[Y/n POV]

He kept walking closer and closer to me. Words couldn't explain how terrified I was. There was something inside of me that told me this would be different than just forcing me to kiss him. I couldn't look away. I could only look at the terrifying man upon me. Chills ran down my spine. He didn't say anything. He looked as if he didn't feel anything. All his focus was on me. His gaze never got away from mine. I guess neither of us could've looked away.

On his way over here, without pausing, he grabbed two knives left on the counter. I'm so terrified. Is this it? Will he finally end my misery? Will he finally kill me? Am I even upset that he might? He took my wrists, and held them above my head slightly. He took the knife.

Please, end it all.

I anticipated for him to finally stop with me. I hoped he had gotten bored and tired of me. I was wrong. He took the lock, and with the knife, he picked it. The lock came undone. Was he..freeing me?

He undid the rope as well. My wrists were bruised and bloody. "Peter..are you letting me go..?" I ask, my breath started to shake. He didn't reply. "Please, answer me." I said, calmly. He took my wrist once again, held it up against the headboard of the sofa, and plunged the knife into my forearm. He wasn't letting me go. He was keeping me stable. "Crap!!!" I yelled in pain. He took the other one and did the same thing. The pain was unbearable.

But somehow, I was able to stand it. "Done." He muttered, stepping back. I let out a gasp for air. "Now we don't have to worry about you putting up a fight, hm?" He smiled. He kissed me. This time, I couldn't move. I can't move anymore. I'm paralyzed, but not in the way you'd think. Why won't it just end?

[authors note]

I don't know why but writing in Y/n point of view made me sad

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