You gave him, yet again, another bitch face.

He thought for a moment,the grip on the knife he was holding tightened.

sighing, you point down the hall,

He didn't say thank you, just went down the hall.

But then he caught you surprise when he turned around and asked,

You sat in the chair, dumbfounded.

He stared at you boredly,

You puckered your lips slightly before nodding almost questionably,

He leaned his shoulder against the wall, crossing one leg over the other,

You folded your arms over your chest,

There was a silence before he started laughing, He copied your movement by folding his arms over his chest,

You questioned his words.

Mouthing what you said, you then left your mouth opened in an 'O'.

He stood up straight before breathing out a laugh, Without a second word, he started walking to your room.

You held your breath unintentionally until you heard the door close behind him.

Your heart was aching with excitement?

Chucky stabbed you and you couldn't be more okay with it. Still confused as to how he's existent, you just feel overly lucky to be consumed in his presence even though he's been treating you like shit.

Glancing down to your legs that were still full of opened cuts, you stare for a moment.

You weirdly were fond with the pain as you cracked a small smirk at the gruesome cuts.

Pushing yourself up off of the chair, you wince.

He yelled.

You tilted your head in confusion before talking to yourself,

Then you pointed to yourself, You whispered/yelled.

Finally walking forward, your legs started shaking.

'Don't be a bitch, Don't be a bitch. Gotta be a bad bitch. Can't be a pussy in front of him.' You thought as you finally approached your room.

Not knowing what you'd find him doing in your room, you open the door regardless.

'Boy, if you don't-' You saw him sat on your bed with your laptop in front of him.

He looked over to you,

You looked around your room almost trying to remember if you had anything in there that you wouldn't want him to see,

He looked down to your laptop and continued trying to guess your password,

You thought for a moment,

He gave you a bitch face before shutting the laptop.

He laid back comfortably on your bed,

You furrowed your eyebrows,

He put his hands behind his head and shrugged, He took his hands out from behind him and sat up, He made a circle with his hand and used his other hand to insert his finger in it, going in and out before laughing, laying back down.

You blushed in embarrassment,

You tried to speak but he cut you off, He gestured to your legs,

You were already so over this night but not at the same time. Not wanting to fuck up anything, you left the room without a second thought.

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