The Miscreant

*Amy was having a nightout with her friends at Blakely's house when they decided to prank call someone.. Amy had a hunch that it was a bad idea but they didn't listen and called , when it was answered they started teasing and saying mean things and ended the call abruptly.*

~Amy decided to call back the number later that night when everyone was asleep.. She apologizes to the caller but--

"you have 30 seconds to run babygirl and dont you dare wake anyone else up" the man on the phone said

Amy was still on the call

" I.. I am really sorry please it was just a prank we didn't wanna hurt you."

His voice hardens, "28... 26.. 24.."He starts counting down, ignoring your pleas.

"I.. I tried to stop them but they didn't listen.. I am really sorry on behalf of everyone if you are hurt please"

"21... 19... But you didn't try hard enough, did you?" His voice drops to a menacing whisper "Clock's ticking babygirl you can get out of the house you still have 16..14 seconds"

*Amy rushes out of Blakely's house still on call with him "Please don't hurt anyone I beg you they were just--BEEP BEEP BEEP..he..hello."She rushes to her house as fast as she could.

The line goes dead. A few moments later, his laughter echoes through the house. "That was fun."

~Amy didn't know what was waiting for her at her own house. She entered closing the door behind her back panting heavily sat down against the door and what happened next was unexpected~

She heard someone inside her house ."3... 2..." He pauses, listening intently to her footsteps "1... You're too late. "

"Shame you didn't run faster." He chuckles

"Tick tock, little prey. Welcome home.."

|His pov|

I make a faint clicking sound with my lighter, the lights in the house flickering and die casting everything into darkness. Nowhere is safe"

My voice echoes through the house, impossible to pinpoint. "I am the one you wronged. The one your friends insulted and now I will make you pay." The floorboards creak as I move around..

I see her pleading in front of me begging me to forgive her and her friends saying sorry..

"Sorry isn't enough babygirl. You gotta prove it" I move forward from the side of the front door pressing a cold metal object against her head ,she stiffens..."Start by telling me your friend's names."

I reach around her, grabbing her wrists, pinning her arms behind her back. I take out a zip tie and tying her wrists together. "Names now ,starting with the one who made the call."

I turn her around. I saw her examining my features, the faint light from the window illuminating my features. My eyes boring directly into her soul. She tries to look away from my gaze. I tilt her face holding her chin "Look at me when I am talking now names?"

I hear her trembling voice "Ava"...."And the others?" I step closer towering over her.. "Come on babygirl, you can do better than that." I trail the cold metal object down her cheek, to her neck, then her chest. She shivers under its touch.

"Blakely" I nod looking at her "Keep going. There were more, weren't there?"

I trail the object down her body reaching the hem of her shirt. I see her shiver, I gently lift her shirt baring the metal object on her skin. I press it right below her ribs.. "Don't make me ask again. Names or I start counting." My voice almost like a whisper to her ears.

"Ol.. Olivia!".. I trail down the object lower to her belly button with a little force. " One more come on, don't leave me hanging."

"Emma an.. and me"

I repeat after her "And you.. You all thought it was a joke? A harmless prank" I move around her in circular motion once again standing behind her..

I cut her zip tie only to secure them with something overhead forcing her on her toes along with a blindfold. I step away picking a can of gasoline slowly pouring the liquid onto the floor around her asking her "Do you know what this is?" I see her trying to tell with its smell but then she nods no.

"It's gasoline highly flammable and you are standing in the middle of a puddle of it." She strains her ears, trying to pinpoint my location but my movements are as silent as a ghost. The only sounds are the pouring of liquid and her own breath. I moved closer to her my body pressing against her back and I was sure she could feel my breath on her neck, I trail my fingers along her arms making her shiver.

"Useless isn't it?.. You can't see or hear me coming, helpless"

I hear her stuttering asking about her friends if they are hurt.. "Oh, I'm going to hurt them." I wrap my arms around her waist and pulling her against my chest pressing a kiss to her neck. I pull out a lighter the flame casting an eerie glow on her bound hands holding it to the gasoline -soaked floor, a sizzling sound fills the air

"This is the part where you beg for your life but you know what? Your pleas will be of no use because nobody is coming to save you. Enjoy your last moments."

I release her abruptly stepping back, enacting to open and close the main door. The flames grow stronger. I see her stumble forward, her voice calling out for help but there is only silence.She was straining her ears for any sign of sound but there was none. Her words echo in the room mocking her trying to move forward.