Summary: After going on a road trip with your friends, you become the sole survivor of the group, trapped in the Hewitt’s residence, because Thomas doesn’t like the idea of you getting killed as you show him humanity and fearlessness in the face of death.
Part 1
Part 2 and 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9 (NSFW)
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
Part 14 (NEW, I am back <3)
Notes: This story happens somewhere between the events of Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning (2006) and Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003)
Warnings: Violence, Mention of rape, Trauma
Content: Reader has moodswings due to trauma, and is acting on irrational impulses, however has a strong/fearless personality, wittiness and calm nature despite the circumstances, Thomas is confused by his emotions, he knows he should kill you, but he doesn’t want to, Fluff/Smut coming your way
Soo… it’s been a long time. And when I say a long time… eh 3 years. I wanna get back into writing, And I was thinking if there’s still anyone who would want another part of my Thomas Hewitt X reader fanfic “Make me Sway”.
If there’s still anyone interested I will be glad to get back to it, plus I was thinking of writing more x readers (specifically for Wrong Turn & Hannibal TV series).
“Tommy… You will be fine from now on; everything is going to be just fine,” you comforted him in a gentle tone as you caressed him. You spent a few minutes in a tight embrace that you wish would last forever, but you heard Luda calling you from the stairs.
“Darlin’, can you please open the door? My hands are full!” she said. You rushed to the door as you didn’t want to keep her waiting. She was already there as you opened it.
“Let me help you, Luda Mae,” you insisted and took one plate from her.
“I need to go check on Charlie. My boy is restless since the incident,” she exhaled with a worry in her voice.
“Sure, I can handle it from here,” you smiled at her, “Thank you.”
She nodded and disappeared down the stairs. You could only imagine what was going on with Hoyt. His regular self was a nightmare, but now? Now it’s gonna be hell. His thoughts about being discovered will eat him alive, and he will get out his frustration on everyone around him.
You fed Thomas, as you didn’t want him to move all that much. He was still hurting a lot, and his whole body was sore. When you both finished your meal, you put the dishes aside on a nightstand and caressed Thomas’s hair. He looked at you with a tired expression on his face.
“Oh Tommy… you need to be more careful… what would I do without you.” you sniffled as it pained you to see him like this. Also, what would happen to you if Thomas… well, wasn’t there. That would be a death sentence for sure. Despite having feelings for Thomas, the thoughts about you being kidnapped were creeping into your mind now and then, even if you tried to disperse them.
Thomas weakly smiled at your words but then turned away and stared at the ceiling before closing his eyes and drifting to sleep. Your words resonated in his head. He knew exactly what would happen to you if he was gone. No matter how hard you tried to get on Hoyt’s good side, without Thomas, there was no benefit in having you, other than being another mouth to feed, and letting you go was simply out of the picture.
You started humming a peaceful melody to ease Thomas’ mind. It helped, as his dark thoughts were exchanged by your beautiful face in the sun. He dreamed about that day he took you for a walk into the fields…
When you were sure he was asleep, you stopped humming and started thinking about the current situation. Who did the guys call? What did they manage to tell them? Do they know your location? Are police going to get involved? All these questions plagued your mind. You looked at Thomas. He seemed so sweet and innocent in his sleep… you’ve come this far. You did all those unspeakable things… because of him- no, for him. There was no turning back, was there?
You were battling with your logic. As quietly as possible, you stood up and looked around the room. The cuff that was holding you here before was on the floor next to the bed. You crouched down and examined it with your hands. As you got all teary-eyed, you noticed your diary under the bed. Right, you threw it there a couple of days ago. You thought about writing something down to get your emotions under control, but the empty pages were destroyed as you stabbed them with a pen last time after you finished writing. Even then, you couldn’t bring yourself to write something terrible about Thomas… You read stuff from before when you were still at home when everything was different. Nostalgic feelings overwhelmed you.
You were hurting. There were times you could at least try to escape, but you never took the chance. Now it was time to decide what you were going to do with your life. If anyone comes here…
You sat on the floor and thought about the current situation. Things looked dire. But now, it was time to take matters into your own hands. You crept outside the room and tried to listen for any voices. It was quiet. You heard snoring from somewhere, and after inspecting it closer, you realized it was Monty. That makes two people still possibly awake. If you met Luda, you could just say you needed to drink or something… if it was Hoyt, well… Just don’t act suspicious, you thought to yourself and tiptoed down the stairs. It was dark, and Luda was nowhere to be seen. You squinted to see better. There was a particular object you were after. After looking around for a bit, you located the phone on the floor where Hoyt last threw it.
“Yes!” you whispered to yourself, excited that Hoyt forgot about the phone and that it had some battery left. Now you had no time to waste; you hurried upstairs and closed yourself in the bathroom to make sure you had some level of privacy.
After a few deep breaths, you finally gained the courage to do it. You checked the last numbers called. There were two from the night they died. One button… the beeps gave you goosebumps as you awaited someone to pick up the phone.
“Hello? Mason?” you heard after a few seconds of waiting.
“Who’s there?” you replied with a shaky voice.
“Mason’s sister, who are you? Why do you have his phone? Is he okay?” she was visibly scared for her brother; it made you curious.
“I met Mason on his way, we hooked up, and he forgot his phone here…” you tried making your lie as convincing as possible. “You sound worried. Are you okay?”
“WHAT?” she said in disbelief.
“Maybe you can call his friends to come back for the phone?” you ignored her distressed tone.
“That’s fucking unbelievable, so he made up that story about a mutated maniac to cover up for his cheating, huh? He called his fiancé and told her the same bullshit story! We were so worried and called the cops…” she shouted into the phone.
“Well, I don’t know anything about that happening. We spent the whole night together, and he left after I made him breakfast. I just noticed the phone was in bed when I was preparing to sleep,” you said in a surprised tone.
“Thanks for calling, I guess; I have to go deal with the cops searching for a fictional killer…” she abruptly ended the call. You exhaled and smiled… you did it! You protected Thomas, and it involved no killing.
Your smile didn’t last long as the door swung open, and Hoyt was standing there with a shotgun aimed at your head.
“I knew it!” he licked his lips. “You just whore yerself out for Thomas to stay alive, but that ends here.”
You completely froze and lost any ability to speak for yourself. He was closer and closer; you could feel his breath on your neck. “But I’ll have some fun first.” He whispered into your ear while pressing the shotgun against your abdomen.
a/n: *suspense* You are pretty brave tho! Also don’t worry, it won’t be a year until next part. I’d say just a day or two.
May I request nsfw alphabet for Tommy? btw, I'm always love your posts! S2 S2
Thomas Hewitt NSFW Alphabet:
A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex)
Thomas is super into aftercare. He hates when he has to leave you after sex, for whatever reason it is, he wasn't to be able to just bask in the afterglow with you. Ideally, he'll just get to lay with you, holding you and being close to you. He loves when you give them those little smiles of bliss before giving him a gentle kiss, he just adores you so much. If he does get called away from your side, he tries to make it up to you as soon as he can.
B = Body part (Their favorite body part of yours)
If asked for his favourite body part of yours, Thomas wouldn't be able to answer. He just couldn't choose! However, he definitely has an unconscious preference for your thighs. They're so soft and he loves touching them and having them wrapped around him.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically...I'm a disgusting person)
Thomas has a breeding kink so...that's pretty self explanatory. However, he is aware of the consequences and wouldn't want to put something on you that you didn't want...so, he'll be more careful. Honestly, he's happy with whatever you're happy with, it doesn't bother him that much.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Thomas' dirty secret isn't some sort of hidden kink that he's ashamed to tell you about, it's all about before you were dating. Now, he figures he is allowed to look at you and think about you in a certain way, you are his S/O after all and you have a sexual relationship. But when you were just his sweet friend that cared about him so much? God, he felt terrible for thinking about you in such a way. You would give him the gentlest of touches and it would send a thrill through him, which only brought him shame. No matter how much the thoughts of you plagued him, he could barely look you in the eyes afterwards. Thankfully, it's not something he has to worry about now that you're together.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)
Thomas has no experience before you and that does make him a little nervous at first, but you soon put him at enough ease to feel like he has nothing to worry about. He's just a little worried that it's not going to be good for you, so he does accept any form of guidance you offer. Thomas is a fast learner and wants nothing more than to please you. He knows that no matter what, you were perfect and are wonderful to him, he just wants to be the same for you. Like I said, fast learner and eager to satisfy, he may have no experience but you won't be disappointed with him.
F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)
It may not be very adventurous but Thomas' favourite position is missionary, it allows him to be close to you and it feels intimate. Plus it can be considered somewhat 'traditional', and Thomas kind of likes that. Another favourite of his is just having you ride him, having you take care of him, giving him kisses and praises. Plus, he gets to watch and admire you.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)
Thomas does see sex as a serious thing. He really does see it as an act of love between two people, and why wouldn't he take that seriously? As time goes on and things become more familiar, he does become (and enjoys being) more playful on occasions.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Not...well. At least, not before your relationship. It's relatively ungroomed, Thomas never really saw the point but his insecurities might bug him to consider it when he thinks the two of you might start having sex. Still, he doesn't really know what he's supposed to do, so probably ends up leaving it for the most part.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)
Thomas is very intimate during the moment. Whether he's being completely serious or more playful, he's still intimate. He absolutely loves intimacy of any kind with you, the closeness and love of it all is what he enjoys the most. When one of you goes out of your way to be a little more romantic, Thomas' heart just soars.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Oh boy, there's that shame again. Thomas has no real shame around masturbation in general, having come to see it as a method of releasing tension more than anything. But then you came along and plagued his thoughts, now you were the reason for the stirring feeling within him. Jacking off becomes more regular for Thomas, even if he tried to resist it at first. He always found it hard to look at you the next day.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Praise kink. For the love of God, please praise this man, he will just melt. Tell him how good he is to you, how good he feels and how good he makes you feel, how handsome he is and how much you love him. He’s already in love with you and in awe of you, but he can’t get enough of your loving praise.
Body Worship. He will worship your body without you needing to ask. He adores everything about you, and now that he can touch and admire your body shamelessly, he is going to take advantage of it. But if you flip that and take the time to worship him, you’re about to hear this large strong man whine for your touch.
Breeding kink. The thought of you having his children drives Thomas insane. He wants a family and the thought of having that family with you just makes him want to throw you over his shoulder and march you up the stairs to his bedroom.
Dominance and Submission. This one was a surprise to him but there is a dominant side to Thomas and it sends a shiver down your spine whenever it comes out.
L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
Thomas' favourite location is his bedroom. It's the one room in the house that is just yours, you're little sanctuary where other members of the household are less likely to bother you. It's safe there and the two of you can just be together, in your room. Other than his bedroom, he quite likes the basement. For the same reason that nobody really goes down there so it offers more privacy. Though, this can only start happening once Thomas allows you to even step foot in the basement. Even then, he makes sure to clean up more than he used too, for your sake.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
You really don't have to go out of your way to turn Thomas on, just being around seems to be enough. But certain things do get him going. Talking about the future, talking about marriage or children, makes him want to get a head start on it. Also, just when you're being extra affectionate, it just makes him want to be closer to you.
N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn-offs)
Thomas would never share you (not that there is really anyone to share you with anyway), he values loyalty and exclusivity. The thought of anyone else touching you breaks his heart.
He also is not into degrading, giving or receiving. He would never want to insult you, even in a roleplay situation, and he couldn't handle any degradation coming from you. However, that doesn't mean he won't be rougher with you if you ask him to be and let him ease into it.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Thomas wouldn't ask for oral and only ever hesitated the first time you had offered, he would never turn down your generosity now. While he certainly enjoys receiving, he also enjoys genuinely enjoys giving. His approach is never particularly...skilful, but its determined and effective.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)
It all depends on Thomas' mood. In early stages of your relationship, he leans towards slow and sensual, not wanting to accidently hurt you in anyway. As your relationship progresses, Thomas becomes more comfortable with being faster and rougher with you, finding that he enjoys it just as much as you do. So, now, it all just depends on his mood but he does both well.
Q = Quickie (Their opinion on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Thomas prefers proper sex, without a doubt, but sometimes he can get busy. The family relies on him for so much these days that he is kept busy a lot, so he understands that quickies can be more practical at times. He doesn't hate them, he does enjoy them and always makes sure to take care of you, but he definitely prefers proper sex.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
For the most part, he is open to experimenting. Pretty much everything is new to him and whether you're introducing him to things or you're discovering things together, he's excited to do so. So, he is open to taking some risks but Thomas will always be hesitant to do anything that he thinks might harm you in anyway (even if it won't, he's just being cautious).
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)
Thomas has good stamina, he's an active man with impressive stamina in other aspects of his life, why would it be any different in this case? His stamina always surprises you, sometimes you don't even know how he has it in him for another round, but he usually does!
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
He doesn't own any and he's not all that interested in using them. If you ask to incorporate them into sex at some point, he will agree and give it a try, but it's not really for him. He prefers for it just to be the two of you, he thinks it's more intimate that way.
U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)
Thomas isn't much of a tease, not at first anyway. As his confidence grows, he becomes more of a tease. If he notices you staring at him, he makes sure to keep your attention on him, thriving on your attention and infatuation. You probably tease him more than he teases you, even if you don't realise it.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
While not being exceptionally loud, it might be the loudest or most vocal you hear him. You adore his groans and occasional grunts. He's relatively quiet for the most part but it's not like either of you can be very loud, since the house always has other people walking around. But on the rare days when you get the house to yourself, you're both allowed to be louder and Thomas does take advantage of the opportunity and you love it.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
There is a lot to Thomas under the surface and you have to be patient to see every side of him, especially in the bedroom. He absolutely cherishes you and he always manages to show that. At the beginning of the relationship, his touches are always so gentle, like you're something precious that he doesn't want to break, like he doesn't want to do anything wrong. Slowly but surely, Thomas begins to become more confident. He stops waiting for you to touch him first, stops trying to be so light-handed with you, stops being overly gentle with you. He starts making the moves rather than waiting for you to make them all. He knows you won't break, that he won't hurt you, that you're enjoying the way he's touching you. It's thrilling the first time he manhandles you, when you feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he plants you down on the table. You love seeing him come out of his shell, becoming more sure of himself.
X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants)
I'll leave this one to your imagination...sorry! XD
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Thomas has a high sex drive, it might even be surprising to you when you realise that after you're platonic relationship when he was pretty timid at times. He is pretty much always ready for you, is nearly constantly desiring you.
Z = ZZZ (...how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
It depends. Sex doesn't necessarily wipe Thomas out completely, and he is normally perfectly capable of carrying on with chores afterwards. But after a long day when the two of you had ended up in bed, Thomas will have released his pent up tension and be more than ready for sleep. So, he'll likely only stay awake long enough for you both to get comfortable, cuddled up together before finally getting some well deserved rest.
People who leave long detailed comments on fics and also quote their favorite lines: do u know how important u are? Do u know how deeply I cherish u? Do u know that there is nothing on this earth that I would not do for u?
“Tommy… You will be fine from now on; everything is going to be just fine,” you comforted him in a gentle tone as you caressed him. You spent a few minutes in a tight embrace that you wish would last forever, but you heard Luda calling you from the stairs.
“Darlin’, can you please open the door? My hands are full!” she said. You rushed to the door as you didn’t want to keep her waiting. She was already there as you opened it.
“Let me help you, Luda Mae,” you insisted and took one plate from her.
“I need to go check on Charlie. My boy is restless since the incident,” she exhaled with a worry in her voice.
“Sure, I can handle it from here,” you smiled at her, “Thank you.”
She nodded and disappeared down the stairs. You could only imagine what was going on with Hoyt. His regular self was a nightmare, but now? Now it’s gonna be hell. His thoughts about being discovered will eat him alive, and he will get out his frustration on everyone around him.
You fed Thomas, as you didn’t want him to move all that much. He was still hurting a lot, and his whole body was sore. When you both finished your meal, you put the dishes aside on a nightstand and caressed Thomas’s hair. He looked at you with a tired expression on his face.
“Oh Tommy… you need to be more careful… what would I do without you.” you sniffled as it pained you to see him like this. Also, what would happen to you if Thomas… well, wasn’t there. That would be a death sentence for sure. Despite having feelings for Thomas, the thoughts about you being kidnapped were creeping into your mind now and then, even if you tried to disperse them.
Thomas weakly smiled at your words but then turned away and stared at the ceiling before closing his eyes and drifting to sleep. Your words resonated in his head. He knew exactly what would happen to you if he was gone. No matter how hard you tried to get on Hoyt’s good side, without Thomas, there was no benefit in having you, other than being another mouth to feed, and letting you go was simply out of the picture.
You started humming a peaceful melody to ease Thomas’ mind. It helped, as his dark thoughts were exchanged by your beautiful face in the sun. He dreamed about that day he took you for a walk into the fields…
When you were sure he was asleep, you stopped humming and started thinking about the current situation. Who did the guys call? What did they manage to tell them? Do they know your location? Are police going to get involved? All these questions plagued your mind. You looked at Thomas. He seemed so sweet and innocent in his sleep… you’ve come this far. You did all those unspeakable things… because of him- no, for him. There was no turning back, was there?
You were battling with your logic. As quietly as possible, you stood up and looked around the room. The cuff that was holding you here before was on the floor next to the bed. You crouched down and examined it with your hands. As you got all teary-eyed, you noticed your diary under the bed. Right, you threw it there a couple of days ago. You thought about writing something down to get your emotions under control, but the empty pages were destroyed as you stabbed them with a pen last time after you finished writing. Even then, you couldn’t bring yourself to write something terrible about Thomas… You read stuff from before when you were still at home when everything was different. Nostalgic feelings overwhelmed you.
You were hurting. There were times you could at least try to escape, but you never took the chance. Now it was time to decide what you were going to do with your life. If anyone comes here…
You sat on the floor and thought about the current situation. Things looked dire. But now, it was time to take matters into your own hands. You crept outside the room and tried to listen for any voices. It was quiet. You heard snoring from somewhere, and after inspecting it closer, you realized it was Monty. That makes two people still possibly awake. If you met Luda, you could just say you needed to drink or something… if it was Hoyt, well… Just don’t act suspicious, you thought to yourself and tiptoed down the stairs. It was dark, and Luda was nowhere to be seen. You squinted to see better. There was a particular object you were after. After looking around for a bit, you located the phone on the floor where Hoyt last threw it.
“Yes!” you whispered to yourself, excited that Hoyt forgot about the phone and that it had some battery left. Now you had no time to waste; you hurried upstairs and closed yourself in the bathroom to make sure you had some level of privacy.
After a few deep breaths, you finally gained the courage to do it. You checked the last numbers called. There were two from the night they died. One button… the beeps gave you goosebumps as you awaited someone to pick up the phone.
“Hello? Mason?” you heard after a few seconds of waiting.
“Who’s there?” you replied with a shaky voice.
“Mason’s sister, who are you? Why do you have his phone? Is he okay?” she was visibly scared for her brother; it made you curious.
“I met Mason on his way, we hooked up, and he forgot his phone here…” you tried making your lie as convincing as possible. “You sound worried. Are you okay?”
“WHAT?” she said in disbelief.
“Maybe you can call his friends to come back for the phone?” you ignored her distressed tone.
“That’s fucking unbelievable, so he made up that story about a mutated maniac to cover up for his cheating, huh? He called his fiancé and told her the same bullshit story! We were so worried and called the cops…” she shouted into the phone.
“Well, I don’t know anything about that happening. We spent the whole night together, and he left after I made him breakfast. I just noticed the phone was in bed when I was preparing to sleep,” you said in a surprised tone.
“Thanks for calling, I guess; I have to go deal with the cops searching for a fictional killer…” she abruptly ended the call. You exhaled and smiled… you did it! You protected Thomas, and it involved no killing.
Your smile didn’t last long as the door swung open, and Hoyt was standing there with a shotgun aimed at your head.
“I knew it!” he licked his lips. “You just whore yerself out for Thomas to stay alive, but that ends here.”
You completely froze and lost any ability to speak for yourself. He was closer and closer; you could feel his breath on your neck. “But I’ll have some fun first.” He whispered into your ear while pressing the shotgun against your abdomen.
a/n: *suspense* You are pretty brave tho! Also don’t worry, it won’t be a year until next part. I’d say just a day or two.
Thank you, all who still remain here, for your likes, messages & comments ❤️ It really means so much that you still continue reading this even after my year long hiatus. Right now I am continuing writing next part of Make Me Sway, Hilliker brothers fanfic & some requests I got.
“Tommy… You will be fine from now on; everything is going to be just fine,” you comforted him in a gentle tone as you caressed him. You spent a few minutes in a tight embrace that you wish would last forever, but you heard Luda calling you from the stairs.
“Darlin’, can you please open the door? My hands are full!” she said. You rushed to the door as you didn’t want to keep her waiting. She was already there as you opened it.
“Let me help you, Luda Mae,” you insisted and took one plate from her.
“I need to go check on Charlie. My boy is restless since the incident,” she exhaled with a worry in her voice.
“Sure, I can handle it from here,” you smiled at her, “Thank you.”
She nodded and disappeared down the stairs. You could only imagine what was going on with Hoyt. His regular self was a nightmare, but now? Now it’s gonna be hell. His thoughts about being discovered will eat him alive, and he will get out his frustration on everyone around him.
You fed Thomas, as you didn’t want him to move all that much. He was still hurting a lot, and his whole body was sore. When you both finished your meal, you put the dishes aside on a nightstand and caressed Thomas’s hair. He looked at you with a tired expression on his face.
“Oh Tommy… you need to be more careful… what would I do without you.” you sniffled as it pained you to see him like this. Also, what would happen to you if Thomas… well, wasn’t there. That would be a death sentence for sure. Despite having feelings for Thomas, the thoughts about you being kidnapped were creeping into your mind now and then, even if you tried to disperse them.
Thomas weakly smiled at your words but then turned away and stared at the ceiling before closing his eyes and drifting to sleep. Your words resonated in his head. He knew exactly what would happen to you if he was gone. No matter how hard you tried to get on Hoyt’s good side, without Thomas, there was no benefit in having you, other than being another mouth to feed, and letting you go was simply out of the picture.
You started humming a peaceful melody to ease Thomas’ mind. It helped, as his dark thoughts were exchanged by your beautiful face in the sun. He dreamed about that day he took you for a walk into the fields…
When you were sure he was asleep, you stopped humming and started thinking about the current situation. Who did the guys call? What did they manage to tell them? Do they know your location? Are police going to get involved? All these questions plagued your mind. You looked at Thomas. He seemed so sweet and innocent in his sleep… you’ve come this far. You did all those unspeakable things… because of him- no, for him. There was no turning back, was there?
You were battling with your logic. As quietly as possible, you stood up and looked around the room. The cuff that was holding you here before was on the floor next to the bed. You crouched down and examined it with your hands. As you got all teary-eyed, you noticed your diary under the bed. Right, you threw it there a couple of days ago. You thought about writing something down to get your emotions under control, but the empty pages were destroyed as you stabbed them with a pen last time after you finished writing. Even then, you couldn’t bring yourself to write something terrible about Thomas… You read stuff from before when you were still at home when everything was different. Nostalgic feelings overwhelmed you.
You were hurting. There were times you could at least try to escape, but you never took the chance. Now it was time to decide what you were going to do with your life. If anyone comes here…
You sat on the floor and thought about the current situation. Things looked dire. But now, it was time to take matters into your own hands. You crept outside the room and tried to listen for any voices. It was quiet. You heard snoring from somewhere, and after inspecting it closer, you realized it was Monty. That makes two people still possibly awake. If you met Luda, you could just say you needed to drink or something… if it was Hoyt, well… Just don’t act suspicious, you thought to yourself and tiptoed down the stairs. It was dark, and Luda was nowhere to be seen. You squinted to see better. There was a particular object you were after. After looking around for a bit, you located the phone on the floor where Hoyt last threw it.
“Yes!” you whispered to yourself, excited that Hoyt forgot about the phone and that it had some battery left. Now you had no time to waste; you hurried upstairs and closed yourself in the bathroom to make sure you had some level of privacy.
After a few deep breaths, you finally gained the courage to do it. You checked the last numbers called. There were two from the night they died. One button… the beeps gave you goosebumps as you awaited someone to pick up the phone.
“Hello? Mason?” you heard after a few seconds of waiting.
“Who’s there?” you replied with a shaky voice.
“Mason’s sister, who are you? Why do you have his phone? Is he okay?” she was visibly scared for her brother; it made you curious.
“I met Mason on his way, we hooked up, and he forgot his phone here…” you tried making your lie as convincing as possible. “You sound worried. Are you okay?”
“WHAT?” she said in disbelief.
“Maybe you can call his friends to come back for the phone?” you ignored her distressed tone.
“That’s fucking unbelievable, so he made up that story about a mutated maniac to cover up for his cheating, huh? He called his fiancé and told her the same bullshit story! We were so worried and called the cops…” she shouted into the phone.
“Well, I don’t know anything about that happening. We spent the whole night together, and he left after I made him breakfast. I just noticed the phone was in bed when I was preparing to sleep,” you said in a surprised tone.
“Thanks for calling, I guess; I have to go deal with the cops searching for a fictional killer…” she abruptly ended the call. You exhaled and smiled… you did it! You protected Thomas, and it involved no killing.
Your smile didn’t last long as the door swung open, and Hoyt was standing there with a shotgun aimed at your head.
“I knew it!” he licked his lips. “You just whore yerself out for Thomas to stay alive, but that ends here.”
You completely froze and lost any ability to speak for yourself. He was closer and closer; you could feel his breath on your neck. “But I’ll have some fun first.” He whispered into your ear while pressing the shotgun against your abdomen.
a/n: *suspense* You are pretty brave tho! Also don’t worry, it won’t be a year until next part. I’d say just a day or two.
Huh, last thing I posted was 3 months ago? No way…
*Checks my posts*
Shit, it’s been 3 months! And it wasn’t even slasher related? Wait, IT’S BEEN A YEAR?
*Cries & starts continuing Make me Sway at 3 am*
Imma tag the people who wanted to be tagged in any progress of the Tommy fanfic ❤️ Aaand expect the next part to be out either later today or early tomorrow. Also Imma be looking at the requests I got over the time, so yeah, I gotta redeem myself.
(You are the “Rookie” btw, this is happening after you recruited Pyke to the Sentinels)
Senna wasn’t happy about having Pyke on the team. She didn’t like him one bit and thought of him as evil. As a matter of fact, Irelia and Vayne were disgusted by him. To be honest, you didn’t get it. What was it about him that they disliked so much? You had a thief, a catlike creature, and a berserker on the team, so why not Pyke? He didn’t do anything wrong or evil in your eyes. He took down Fortune and got the Wayfinder for you.
When you first saw him fighting the wraiths you looked beyond his appearance. His intentions were pure, and you admired how relentless he was. You didn’t find him ugly either… even though he is dead, well ghost or a ghoul to be precise, you weren’t sure. You couldn’t help but like him since the beginning.
When you saw the melancholy in his eyes as you were about to leave Bilgewater… you took him with you. Yes, it wasn’t an accident, you used your Wayfinder on Pyke as well.
You didn’t know his story, but from what you’ve heard you realized that someone betrayed Pyke. You wanted him to be with you on this mission. It felt safer and you wanted to give him the ‘crew’ he deserves.
While everyone else gathered to discuss your next move, Pyke just silently sat in the corner. His eyes were wandering around. You finally decided to approach him. You were nervous as you sat beside him, heart pounding loudly in your chest. He looked at you with a saddened expression.
“I am sorry for what they said…” you tried to smile as you looked at him and put your hand on his to comfort him. He pulled his hand away in shock, he obviously wasn’t used to gentle touch.
“Oh, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you… Pyke, right?” you looked him in the eyes and smiled. He was very surprised… first you sat right next to him without any fear and despite him smelling like sea and fish. Secondly, you actually touched him without being disgusted and then you topped it off with remembering his name and not calling him any bad names while looking directly at his face… a face of an undead ghoul. And you smiled. No one before has ever done that. Everyone either feared Pyke or was repulsed by him. The way you acted was something he wasn’t used to at all, but it made him feel somewhat warm in his cold body.
“Thank you for saving us from Fortune… and for this.” you waved your Wayfinder in front of him. “I don’t know what we would’ve done without you.”
Pyke was still silent, but he reluctantly put his hand back where it was before. This small gesture led you to believe he was more comfortable in your presence, so you took his hand in yours and then kissed him on the cheek. “For saving my life and job.” you blushed and looked away. Your cheeks were burning, and you heart almost sank. Pyke touched his cheek in disbelief. He for sure didn’t expect that. He was very flustered by your actions. Before you or he could say anything, Lucian interrupted you. “Hey Rook, what are you doing over there? Come here, we’re heading to Shurima.”
You looked at Pyke again. “Come, let’s do this together, take some more names off your list.” you stood up and offered him your hand. He hesitated for a bit, but then he grabbed your hand and followed you as you led him to the other Sentinels.
A/N: I might continue this story or add some smut after the event ends so we first see what exactly happens in Shurima etc.
I know I was away for a long time, but I had to sort out my life. That being said I will most likely continue the Thomas story.
Hi! Just wanted to make sure you were doing ok since you haven’t posted anything in a couple weeks. Hope you’re having a good day and I love your writing! <3
Ahh, thank you so much for caring 🥺💕 I wasn’t in a good place mentally, so I needed a small break from all social media. I am going to update Thomas’ story tomorrow ❤️
