(Y/n) Pov.

Friday the 13th - 08:00pm
4 hours before First Trial

I look at myself in the mirror of the makeshift dressing room and as always, I feel the pain of my past creep up my spine and spreading throughout my body. I feel my breath getting faster as I start panicking, now seeing the faces of my old family and hearing their sickening words, "You're nothing but a parasite. Just a burden to your father and I." my mother says as she stands above my crying 5-year-old form. Suddenly, I feel the sting of a belt buckle across my face as my father looks down on me, "Stop crying, you little bitch! I can't believe Martha gave birth to such a pathetic excuse for a human being." He says slurring his words as he takes a chug out of the large whiskey bottle in his hand.

Suddenly, I'm broken out of my panicked state by a meow and something soft rubbing against my hand which had a vice grip on the table. I look down and see Mr.Whiskers looking back up at me with a look of concern as he nudged my hand with his fuzzy head. I chuckle and give him a small smile, thankful he's always been there to snap me out of my breakdowns, "I'm alright, just some pre-performance jitters." I say jokingly as I scratch under the black cat's chin, getting a quiet purr in response.

Looking back into the mirror I suddenly notice that I've worn the same attire to nearly every one of performances. I take note of the needed apparel change and check the time, "5:27, nearly showtime." I say to myself as I move away from the mirror and to the door, nearly forgetting my phone on the way out. As I'm shutting the door, I hear another meow as Mr.Whiskers attempts to follow me out of the room. I chuckle at his failed attempt at sneaking out and gently push him back into the room, "Sorry buddy but you can't come upstage with me." I say to the now pouting cat. I give him another smile and give him a scratch before leaving and shutting the door behind me.

When I walk out of the room, I'm greeted by a long hallway with a number of dressing rooms on each side. Because my room was at the end of the hallway, I had no choice but to go left towards the loud bass coming from the stage. As I walk by the rooms, I look at the nameplates of the different artists performing in the event. While I read each name in my head, I realize that they've been placed in the same order that they are performing, I guess that's why my room was at the very end.

Upon reaching the end of the hall, I start climbing the stairs to behind the curtains to the right side of the stage. Taking a peek out into the audience I see a sea of people all bouncing to the beat of the song, nearly knocking down the barricade which kept them away from the stage, "You know, most of them out there are only here for you." a familiar voice said from behind me. A large smile spreads across my face as I turn to see my greatest friend from my hometown.

"Stone! How have you been man?" I asked him using his old nickname from our early days and raising my arm. He smiles and takes it, bringing me in close and patting me on the back, "I've been doing pretty good Mr.Big Shot." he said jokingly, "So, what'll you be doing tonight? Other than the groupies upfront." He says pointing to the front of the barricade where two girls are wearing some shirts with a logo I had designed for dedicated fans. However, one of them seems to spot me as she points me out to her friends, including a pair of guys who had pushed to the front to be with them, before taking off her top revealing her decently large breasts with my name is written in red paint. I smile and move back behind the curtains with a chuckle, "Well, I'll be performing an older song." I said handing him a packet with all of the songs being performed tonight.

He flips through until he finds my section and looks at my song selection. Suddenly, his face contorts as he tries to hold back his laughter but eventually fails as the performance ends meaning my turn us next, "Really dude? You can't sing this, we wrote it back when we didn't even know how to keep a steady beat!" He says reminiscing the day we had decided to try and write our own rap. But, when he lifted his head to see if I was joking or not, I had already grabbed the mic and started moving onto the stage.

When I make it to the spotlight where everyone could see me, the crowd bursts into manic cries ranging from the simple "I love you (Y/n)!" all the way to "Can I fuck you after this!". The latter just so happened to be screamed from the still topless girl upfront. I smile and look into the crowd, loving every moment of my fame.

"Alright, alright. Settle down everyone." I said into the mic while raising a hand trying to quiet down the raging audience. Luckily, things quiet down relatively quickly, "Before we get things started, I'd like to say a few things. First off, I'd like to thank each and every one of you for supporting me the way you do. Some of you have been at my side since I was just a stupid kid trying to make it big, even though I didn't show any potential, you stuck with me and made me who I am today!" I said with enthusiasm getting a few cheers from people in the crowd, "That brings me to my next part!" I shout out with even more enthusiasm than before causing the crowd to go quiet again, "For those of you who have supported me from the beginning, I've decided to give you a treat!" The crowd stays silent as they wait for me to announce the special treat I have in store for them. I look around the crowd to further anticipation and get a greater effect, "Tonight, after my performance I will be hosting a party at my home! The entry fee? Any dedicated merchandise that came with the golden cat paw engraved with my name!" I say as I lock eyes with the girl who had finally put her top back on.

I watch as her friends all say something to her as she fumbles to grab something that was around her neck. When she did get it, I noticed that it was the same cat paw I had just spoke of a moment ago. I smile as she looks into my eyes with a red tint on her cheeks while her friends seem to congratulate her. I move my eyes around the crowd and see a number of people start pulling out the same charm the girl had as most of them start flipping their shit. I chuckle as I bring the mic to my face and shout over the deafening crowd, "So, who's ready to start this shit!?" The crowd erupts into the same cries as earlier as a beat starts booming from the speakers and I begin my performance.

(And because I'm not good at writing songs and I don't want to write out the lyrics to this, here's the link that made you a rapper)

Friday the 13th - 09:47 pm
2 hours 13 minutes before First Trial

I step out of my car with a large sigh of relief now that the formal business was out of the way. I look up to my fairly large home, although my view is slightly obstructed by the number of people outside already getting their party on, "Let's hope the inside looks just as good as the outside." I said to myself as I get ready to trek up the path, but, I stop myself as I catch sight of a group of four chatting outside the fence of my property. Unknowingly, I smile as I recognize the group as the enthusiastic friends in front of the barricades at the concert.

I walk up to the group as I hear the last part of their conversation coming from what I assume is the asshole of the group, "We were in it together." He growled to the girl with pink hair... I already hate him.

Frank Pov.

We've just arrived at (Y/n)'s manor and I must say, I'm impressed. I knew he was living it big but I wasn't expecting him to own what was basically a mansion! Anyway, we all we're outside giving Susie a quick goodbye as she was the only one in our group to receive a charm that let her into the party, "You're so lucky! You get to go to a party and meet (Y/n) in person!" Julie says excitedly as she hugs Susie. Susie tries to say something but can't get anything out through Julie's death grip. Fortunately, Julie let's go of Susie allowing her to breathe once again, "T-thank you Julie..." She says between deep breaths. Next, I try to give her a pat on the back but she moves away from my hand. Normally, I'd be confused at this strange behavior but after recent events, I know exactly why, "Listen, if this is about what happened with the cleaner, you better get over it real soon. We were in it together" I say with a threatening growl. But, before she could say anything, we're interrupted by someone coming up to our group.

"Hey! You guys here for the party?" The stranger asks from behind me. I slink my hand into my pocket and rest it on my knife as I turn to him, ready to kill him if anything goes south. But, I immediately drop my guard when I see the girl's idol, (Y/n) fucking (L/n). I don't have anything against him but I know his type, the type of person who'll act all nice and use his fame to get into a girl's pants, "Kinda, the only one here who can get in is her." Joey says pointing to the lovestruck Susie. I gag as (Y/n) smiles and starts walking up the path to his house, "Well, Susie, if you want to speak with me, you can find me by the entrance. I'd love to get to know you a little bit more after that... show you gave me while I was on stage." He says winking at her. I hear Susie start stuttering as I chase after (Y/n), grabbing his arm when I get close to him.

He turns to me with a look of confusion on his face. I quickly bring him closer to me as I stare into his eyes, "If you so much as lay a finger on her, I will fucking kill you!" I said in a hushed tone, the venom still apparent in my voice. I tighten my grip on his arm and pull out my knife just enough to where the blade glinted in the moonlight, showing him that I meant that as literal as possible. However, he didn't seem too shocked as he grinned, "Don't worry, I wouldn't ever think about doing anything to one of my fans, especially one so cute." He says as he releases himself from my grip, "And here's a tip. If you plan on killing someone, sharpen that blade, it's so dull it may as well be a butter knife." He says walking away with that cocky grin I've quickly grown to despise, "I can't believe that Susie gets off to that guy..." I say to myself as I make my way back to the group.

(Ah, I finally completed the first chapter to my next book. I wanted to continue writing and make the first chapter the same one where you get ensnared by the entity but I didn't want people to expect 4000-word chapters so a horny Susie should be enough to hold you guys for a bit.)