《I Call It Love (Yandere Boys X Reader)》Fresh meat.
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Freddy sat on the basement floor, staring at the fire. He was finished with the body, but started to crave more. He was feeling strange, nothing like the old Freddy. He decided to go up stairs and try to search for more meat, to feed his craving. "Black market." He told himself on his way to his room. He didn't see anyone so he rushed into his room and closed the door. His laptop booted and he became more and more impatient as if buffered. The adrenaline in his veins were at full speed and fueling his crazed state. Freddy knew that he could find someone who sold it if he looked deep enough. After a few minutes he was mumbling names of organ donors. "Mandy: hearts only... Keith: brains... Joey: feet?... Steve: genitals... Coraline:human meat& organs. Sounds good enough to me let's call." He took out his phone and dialed in the number. A women on the other like picked up after 3 rings.
"Hello?" The women had an ordinary voice, not too deep, not too high.
"Are you Coraline?" He tried to stay quiet.
"Depends, if you're a cop; hang up." She sounded aggressive enough to stab him through the phone.
"Im not a cop. I want to hear about your human meat."
"Well, congrats. You found the best place around. Are you a regular?"
"No. I'm new to all this, do you have any suggestions?"
"Well... I can't show you over the phone. Come to this address, and help you out. Bring a cop, and I'll shoot." She hung up and 10 seconds later there was a message saying an address. Freddy smiled and got ready. He searched around his room and found a gun in the closet.
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"Knew this would come in handy." he said while she snuck out of the house. He took Trevor's keys and "borrowed" his car, while putting the address into the GPS. He was lucky that it wasn't far. On his way he began to think about (Y/n). 'What if she finds me like this? What if... What if she hates me for this?' He stopped the car and felt tears in his eyes. "I'll never get the chance to love her..." He looked around at the area he was in. It looked familiar, but he couldnt quite put his fingers on it. He tried to ignore it, and focused on his thoughts. After a few seconds of silence he opened his eyes. "I can show her just how much human meat tastes!" He stepped on the pedal and zoomed down the back roads. He stopped in front of a house and smiled as he stared at the door. "She better be good." He said while turning the car off and and walking up the door. He knocked and waited for a few seconds. The door swung open, revealing a Female. "Coraline?"
"New timer! Can tell by your voice. Come in, I'll show you what good stuff really is." Coraline was a lot shorter than he had imagined. 'She's probably was as shorter than (Y/n).' Her body type was the shape of an hourglass shape, and her hair was brown and held up in half a pony tail. Her eyes were a greenish brown, verging on hazel. Her outfit consisted of a maroon colored jacket with many pockets, a black shirt with black skinny jeans, and black combat boots. While leading her towards the basement she called out, "Oh, Newbie, call me Crestfallen Aoife." She stopped for moment.
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"Aoife?" The boy asked as she stopped a few feet behind her.
"It means a disappointing life. The Crestfallen part is from my friend, Clem. But let's not talk about her... Since we're strangers and all." She chuckled as she turned around to face the male. He had to process all of this. Thoughts of Juliet started to fill his mind. No, he didnt miss her. He missed the sweet, tender, taste of her flesh. The way it slipped down his throat so easily like silk. He wanted to feel tag forever, 'Maybe I could taste (Y/n).' He thought. His mouth began to water at the thought. "Yo, Daydreamer! What's with the scared Look?" Freddy hadn't noticed his face was turning pale. "Are you scared?" She added in a teasing manner.
"What-! No! I'm not scared... Just confused on how this whole business works. Like how much I have to pay, where I would need to go to get more, if this is legal or not-"
"Hey, dont worry about it. First off, you should of know it wasn't legal as soon as you went onto the black market. Second, you shouldn't go anywhere else, I've been restocking almost daily now. And third, I'll let you in on a sale since you're such a cutie." She smiled snd popped the gum she was chewing. She was fiddling with something in her pockets, which put Freddy on edge. "Anyway, come on newbie. I'll show you were the bodies hang."
"H-hey, I have a name ya know." Freddy stammered.
"Oh really?" She playfully replied.
"Yes, its Freddy. And since I'm calling you something, then you should call me by my name." She demanded.
"Well, Freddy. You're lucky I'm good with names." She laughed and continued down the stairs. "Come Fredward! To my meat cellar..." She flicked on a light and and the room lit up like a match. Bodies and organs were hung like light fixtures. Any color, gender, mostly of adults, or people Freddy's age. He was stunned at the large array of choices. "So, let me fill you in on body eating101- Well, that is if you plan to eat it. You can fuck it for all I care." She watched as he cringed at her comment. "You have to pick the right meat , or else you'll get a sick person... Like with Herpes or something." Freddy felt uncomfortable with how open she was being. "So, what is your fancy?"
"Fancy...?" He asked gingerly.
"WHAT MEAT DO YOU WANT?!" Freddy flinched at her raise in tone. "Male or Female?!"
"I-I've never had Male meat..." He spoke.
"Hm, I see which way you swing..." Freddy's face lit up with pink and red as he stared at the girl.
"WHAT?!" He half screamed, causing the girl to almost fall over in laughter.
"Chill chill, it was a joke!" She walked over and hit him on the back with too much force. "Here since you make me laugh so much I'll make you a platter. I can show you how to make certain meats and what seasonings to miss, and then maybe we can sit and chow down together.
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