Y/N'S POV

I stare at the blank white wall, I can tell it is stained with old blood. Am I gonna their next victim? Was Carrie also a murderer? I have no clue, but all I wanna do is run away from here and take Carrie with me. This place is so messy, I mean what can I expect from two teenage boys who are murderers, maybe this is why they don't get any bitches. The door opens and I see Carrie holding a plate of food.

"Oh hi Carrie!" I say happily. All Carrie did was wave and put the plate in my lap. "Uhm? Did I do something? Why aren't you talking? You usually talk." I say with slight attitude. The blonde haired teen shakes her head while watching me slowly eat. "Y'all are gonna kill me? Is that it?" I say with my eyes widening. Carrie didn't say a word or anything, she just looked at me silently. I purposely knock over my plate, that grabs her attention and she picks up the now broken plate.

"Don't make this harder for me than it already is. I'm not even supposed to talk to you." Carrie says sadly and leaves the room with the broken plate. I stare at the food still on the ground. Will she kill me herself. I try to untie myself from these itchy ass ropes, but no luck. Carrie comes in with napkins, she kneels down and picks up the mess. The room is filled with a you really strange silence. The blue eyed girl finishes picking up the mess and leaves the room. Once Carrie finished I somehow managed to get out of my restraints. I quickly and quietly make my way to the window.

I open the window and I get mostly out when suddenly Carrie entered the room. "Huh?! Y/n! Get out of there!" The tallish teen says panicking. She somehow closes the window on my leg. What the? Did she do that? Or was the wind? I get the window open and run away. After a couple miles of running I notice I lost my shoe, while I was running. "God damnit!" I mutter to myself. It randomly starts pouring down rain. Great just my luck. First I get kidnapped by my "friends" who turns out to be murderers wanting to kill me, and then Carrie was planning to murder me, and now this? Life fucking sucks! Why me?!

After a few minutes I begin to run just in case, if someone manages to catch up with me. I notice a motel nearby. FUCK YES! I knew it I'm so lucky! I run towards the gloomy building and knock on the door. After a few seconds a tall young man answers the door. "H-Hello welcome to b-bates m-motel. There are 12 available v-vacancies." He says in a shy tone. "Hi, is it okay if I pay you a penny? I found it on the way over here and have no money." I say hoping he would accept a single penny. "That's f-fine, no one c-comes here anyway. Come i-inside, its r-raining a lot." The young man says as I follow him inside. I give him the penny and he looks at it for a second and puts it in his pocket.

"I'm Y/n what's your name?" I ask politely. "M-My name is Norman B-Bates." He answers as I see him registering my name on a paper. After a few seconds he grabs some motel keys and leads me to what I assume is my room. Norman unlocks a wooden white door and opens it for me. "Thank you for letting me stay here Norman. "Y-You're welcome." The brown haired man says while blushing. Later, I hear a knocking at my door and I open it. I see waiting Norman at the door. "H-Hey Y/n I was w-wondering if y-you can have l-lunch with me?" The tall young man asks shyly. "Sure! That sounds great." I say happily.

During the whole lunch Norman was a nervous stutter mess. "You live alone?" I ask curiously. "N-No I live h-h-here with my m-mother." The tall young man says shyly. "Well she already seems lovely."  I say as I take a bite of my ham and cheese sandwich. Norman smiles and gives me more pink lemonade. Later at night I decided to check out Norman's house. I mean it's like 1am and I'm bored so why not? He seems like a nice man he has nothing to hide.

I go inside of the old home, once I get in there I see candles lit and some talking going on in the living room. Shit he's awake...but I hear someone else. I peep into the living room and see Billy and Stu?! What are they doing here?! Fuck! I didn't know Norman knows them.....I listen in on their conversation. "B-But they're s-so nice....I d-don't want them to d-die." Norman says in a shaky voice. "Shit! Norman we told you not to get attached!" Billy yells. Calm down Billy what if we just kept them." Stu tries to reason. "First of all they're a victim and second of all if we do someone is bound to find out and kill them." Billy yells even louder. "But they're hot." Stu says with a whiny tone. After some back and front Billy agrees not to kill me. I feel relieved when suddenly I step on a loose floorboard. Shit...