You paused, you were getting even more nervous,

His laugh echoed through the apartment again as he finally looked over to you, he looked you up and down,

Growing embarrassed, you looked away from him,

he made air quotes,

Now being even more embarrassed, you shake your head.

He laughed again,

You hold back a small smirk,

He turned the TV off, making you look over to him.

Facing you, he leaned back against the arm of the couch with his arms folded over his chest, He raised an eyebrow, confident in what he was saying.

You broke eye contact with him, feeling weirdly uncomfortable,

Glancing back to him, he wore his typical smug face, He got off the couch and approached you, leaning closer to your face,

Your breathing was quick when he stood close to you.

Not replying, he smirked, backing away,

You watched as he walked to your kitchen for like the 5th time tonight.

he opened the fridge and grabbed another chocolate milk.

You felt yourself sink deeper into the couch with every insult,

He started patting his pockets,

You leaned forward to get a good look at him,

He looked at you from afar and opened the milk,

Once again, you sink back into the couch, not replying.

He walked back to the couch, leaning against the arm of it again,

You questioned him with your eyes, but obeyed, leaving to your room to get the items.

Coming back, you sit back on the couch.

He was now sitting on the couch. Downing the rest of the milk, he tossed the bottle on the floor,

Writing it down, a bunch of questions were running through your head.

You scanned the work before handing it over.

He laughed and pointed to the paper, He threw the notebook behind him, it hitting the floor.

You left your mouth slightly ajar, trying not to go off on him.

He laughed,

Finally remembering, you thank God you can get out of this situation for a couple minutes,

He smirked,

Not replying, you walk out and to your car.

Grabbing your food, you lean against your car, sighing heavily. 'What the fuck have I got myself into. My life is officially cursed.'

Walking back inside, you shut the door and lock it.

Turning around, your heart stops.

Chucky wasn't sitting on the couch anymore and as you glance to the right, your Chucky poster and Child's Play movies were gone.

'What the fuck?'

You put your food on the kitchen table and search through all the rooms but yours in the apartment, there was no sign of him.

Approaching your room, you see that your laptop was gone also.

Touching your back pocket, you didn't feel your phone so you went straight to the couch just to see it wasn't there also.

'Son of a bitch.'

Running to the back door, you see a note taped to it at the bottom.

Pulling it off with speed, your heart drops.

Don't come looking for me. If I return and I see you've moved or are trying to hide, I will find you and I will kill you.

-