(I HAVE NOT WATCHED THE BEARTRAP ENDING - THIS IS FROM WHAT I KNOW AND I TWEAKED SOME THINGS)

Starting -

life was bitchy.

You had been eating peacefully with ..H I M..

*You had sneaked some poison into Peter’s meal, hoping to finally be rid of that nasty vile person you dare call your boyfriend. Everything was going as planned, except..he wouldn’t take a damn bite.*

“Oh, I’m waiting for you to take the first bite~!”

It sounded like mockery. God forsake he saw me slip the posion into the soup. He waited for you to bring the soup to your lips and drink it. You couldn’t. That would be a death wish.

he got up, (to do whatever) and you hurriedly switched the bowls, but it made to much noise in the process, you thought you had won but..He had already seen it

“Poison, huh.? That’s what you made for me..?”

his face contorted with mild anger and sadness.

“No..I uhm..”

“Them why switch the bowls.?”

there was no point in pretending anymore.

“Let me go..!”

“Go where, darling?

“HOME! Away from you, away from this place!!!”

you yelled, his face instantly turning less confident and more confused and sad, you started backing away, moving toward the living room.

“ILL DRINK IT!”

you screamed, and before you could make a move - he lunged at you. You were quick though. You thre the scolding soup at his face, picking up the keys and darting into the forest.

“YES..!” you screamed, you were safe

“ANYONE..? HELL-AAAAUGH..!!!!”

A beartrap, you stepped on the pressure plate unknowingly and the spikes locked in on your leg, a crunching sound of your bones followed by, you knew Peter wasn’t far.. you could hear him. No..no..No...NO.!!