It's a chat fic and fanfic ??
We love our grumpy 5'10 baseball playing hispanic man ??
Fem reader
Btw, reader is Mexican mind you cause thats the way ik how to write best, so there will be words in spanish that i'm too lazy to translate so be wa...
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You wake up with a jolt, feeling your whole body buzzing. The room is dark, and you can't see anything so you reach for your phone. You look at the time, '12:00am' it says.
"Mom??" You call out, no response. All of a sudden, you feel a hand on your leg. The dark figure from earlier crawls from under the bed, slowly and creepily. You let out a loud screech, loud enough to wake the whole hotel, yet you hear no footsteps.
You turn onto your stomach to crawl off the bed, feeling the things claws dig into your flesh. You want to scream but bite your lip instead, using the blanket and throwing it in the figure as you run away, feeling a sharp pain in your other leg as well.
The door to your room was already open, so you just ran out and down the hallways. Adrenaline is pumping through your entire body, and you spot another figure down the hall, so you turn into a different one, looking behind and ahead. You spot a door that has the key in it and turn it.
Entering the room, you look around to make sure there are no other figures inside. When you're sure there's nothing inside, you close the door quietly and lock it. Looking around the hotel room, you spot the bathroom and rush inside.
When you make it in, your adrenaline drops and you feel the scorching pain in both legs. You look down and see wide gashes from the claws of the monster, blood dripping into your socks, shoes, and floor. Your legs feel like a sheet of paper as you collapse to the floor.
"Ermmm..what the FUCK is going on??" You groan with shallow breaths, looking out the window, just realizing that the sky was red. You feel yourself get dizzy but shake your head, the pain keeping you awake.
Pulling yourself up with the help of the sink, you search for a first aid kit—or any type of medical equipment. When you check behind the mirror, there's gauze, cotton pads, and hydrogen peroxide. You blink before sighing and getting the hand towel next to the sink.
You put the towel in your mouth and shakily place the hydrogen peroxide over your legs. You count to three and drizzle it in a zig-zag onto each leg. You curse into the towel, biting down so hard you feel your teeth puncture a bit of the fabric. Using the cotton pad, you clean the blood off, using a third of the bag in the process.
After wrapping the gauze around your legs, you lean against the wall for a second before you head banging outside the room door. You thought it was a person before you heard the desperate scratches, and knew it was the monsters.
Letting out another groan, you search for anything to use before you look at the bloody towel in your hand. Seeing the door hand and towel holder so close together, that the towel is long enough to tie around the two. Wasting no time, you open the window and look down, relieved to see a fire escape.
You get ready to jump and as soon as you do, you hear the front door of the room knock down. Not thinking twice, you jump and run down the stairs, and feel around your sweater pocket that you managed to snag before escaping from the monster in your hotel room. You feel the familiar shape of your mother's car keys and make a break for it.
Running into the parking lot, you scan over the cars, looking for your mothers. You spot it and unlock the trunk with the key. Hearing a screech on the other end of the parking lot, you panic and look for something useful, dumping out other things.
You spot something wooden, and when you pull it out, it's an axe. "What the..? Why does my mom have—you know what? Never mind." You shake your head and turn just in time, the creature just inches away, you lift the axe and bring it down onto the creature with all your strength.
You hear it let out a yell, and drop the axe to cover your ears. It leaves your ears ringing and your head spinning. Once it stops screaming, you pick up the axe and run from the area, not wanting to run into any of its 'friends'.
When you felt you had run far enough, you crouch behind a car and take a deep breath. You check your phone once more and still says '12:00 am' "Bullshit.." You mumbled. You feel a random shiver run down your spine and you feel a cold breath down your nape. Slowly turning your head, you find yourself face to face with another monster.
Before anything happens, you wake up in a cold sweat, feeling your body buzzing like it had earlier. Looking around, you see the room in perfect condition, and pull the cover off to see your legs perfectly fine. Albeit physically fine, they throb and feel burning hot. Suddenly, you feel a wave of maude hit you and spring up and off the bed, rushing to the bathroom.
You trip over your own feet but make your wave to the toilet, and hurl into it. You groan before you feel another wave hit you.
Your mother had woken up and knocked on the open bathroom door, finding you slumped over the toilet. "N/n? What's wrong?" She asked worriedly, kneeling by your side. She placed a hand on your back and felt sweat on your thin shirt.
"N...nothing. I just had a nightmare, and when I woke up I felt nauseous." You barely got your words out before regurgitating your guts into the toilet. Your mother nodded, and went back to bed, too tired and saying that she'd talk to you in the morning. You let out a weak 'okay' and stayed there for another 15 minutes. Before you were sure you wouldn't throw up again.
Flushing the toilet, you wiped your mouth and gurgled water to take the horrible taste out. You clean your hands and then wipe your face with water. You muttered profanity and cleaned your mouth with the towel. Gripping the towel in your hand, it reminded you of your nightmare. Was it really a nightmare? It was so vivid, so real.
You felt your hand tremble and took a deep breath, putting the piece of cloth back. Going back under the covers, you look at your phone and it says '12:37am'. You then notice a message from that weird group chat from 36 minutes ago.
"Grammarly☝️🤓 said: is everyone o..."
You don't bother opening the messages, too tired and terrified of what had happened, so you roll onto your back and stare at the ceiling. It isn't until you get drowsy that you finally close your eyes.
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HEY GUYS‼️‼️😛😛 I hope you enjoyed this chapter of chaos. One thing that I'm happy I wrote in one of the earlier chapters was that the reader is moving to the school two weeks after school started because that's around the time that they text in the group chat.
Like in the comic, when they talk about Savannah it says "two weeks earlier" and idk it just made me happy for some reason. But yahhh next chapter out either later or tomorrow 😗
