《I Call It Love (Yandere Boys X Reader)》Whats Wrong With Richie?
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Freddy bagged the body and packed it into the car. He looked around the house one last time. "Well... Shit." He sighed and closes the front door. He shook his head while he walked down the front steps. As he was walking down the walkway, someone called to him.
"Hey!" He looked over to see another girl. She had a half shaven head, with a patch growing back. Her outfit was all black, except for a red and black flannel. Her makeup was dark, with a nose ring and string to top it off. She wasn't short like the other girl, but she wasn't taller than Freddy. "Never seen you around here, buddy." She was intimidating, more so because she had a rifle on her back.
"I bought some meat." Freddy acted as cool as he could.
"Oh, you're one of those... Cannibals." She smirked at him. He smiled back and looked away. "Well, I guess that means you've met Aoife. Or, Crestfallen Aoife."
"I wanted to ask... Why such the long name?"
"Crestfallen is my favorite word. She added it to Aoife as a sign of friendship." Freddy nodded in understanding. "Well, you should be on your way. Goodbye, Stranger." Freddy nodded once more and rushed to his car. He began to sweat when the girl walked towards his door. "Bye the way, I'm Clementine."
"Freddy." He turned his car on and waites for her to walk away. As soon as she did she started to walk towards the door of Crestfallen Aoife. Freddy swore and drove away as fast as he could. Freddy was hyperventilating as he sped down the roads. That girl could find him, and kill him. She looked like she'd never missed a shot. He didnt want to meet the business end of her Rifle He finally made it to the area he knew and calmed down, seeing as he wasn't chased. Hopefully it would stay that way.
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Freddy took the body and began to drag it towards the house. He was practically running so that no one saw the body. He had wrapped the body in trash bags so that she wasn't easily seen. However, he accidentally wrapped it too tight. This made it actually look like a body, which obviously, wasn't good. He got into the house and relaxed a bit. He planned on hiding it in his room for a few hours while he got some seasonings ready in the basement. He walked up the stairway with the body over his shoulders. As he hit the first step his foot gave way and he almost dropped the body along with him. "Shit.." Freddy whispered in order to not wake anyone up. It was nighttime, maybe around 11pm. He assumed, or rather hoped, that everyone was asleep. He limped up the stair and bout the body on the floor while he looked at his ankle. It looked fine so he dragged the body on the floor, he knew I wouldn't tear due to the carpet. As he pushed the body towards Hhis room, he was startled when Richie called his name.
"Freddy... What are you dragging?" He looked up to see his blue haired friend. He had tear stains down his cheeks, and new tears falling. He looked distraught.
"R-richie... What happened?" Freddy sounded sad, genuinely concerned.
"That..." He paused while looking down. "Doesn't matter anymore. I want to know what you're dragging. It... Looks like a body."
"No! It isn't a body.... Its uh," Freddy quickly tried to think of a lie he could tell the gullible boy. "Meat."
"You're lying to me. You've never lied to me before..." He looked sadder than Freddy wanted.
"Richie... I swear it isn't what it looks like."
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"Tell me the truth, Freddy."
"This is the truth."
"Its human shaped." Richie inched closer.
"Arts and crafts..." The hall went silent until Richie spoke again.
"Freddy." He continued to inch forward.
"Its meat!"
"WHATS IN THE BAG!?" He shouted. He didn't notice that they were so close to (Y/n)'s room.
"ITS A HUMAN, OK? A HUMAN THATS MY DINNER." Freddy shouted back.
"Your dinner..." Richie went pale. His body was shaking uncontrollably as he stared at his friend. "What do you mean... Dinner?" Freddy sighed as he relaxed his grip on the bag.
"I... Eat people." He looked down in shame.
"You're joking right..?" Richie attempted to laugh it off, but failed when Freddy shook it head.
"I ate Juliet."
"You WHAT?!" Richie's eyes widened in fear.
"I dont know what came over me! I guess I've just been do fucked in the brain that... I lost control."
"Oh my god..." Richie grabbed the wall for support as almost fell.
"Im so sorry.." Freddy tried to help him, but failed when he slapped his hand away.
"I... I need a drink." Richie walked off, tears flowing out more than they were before. Freddy stood in his spot while he looked at the ground. He took the body into his room and shut the door.
The girl laid there as she shivered in fear. The only words in her head were "ITS A HUMAN, OK? A HUMAN THATS MY DINNER." She couldn't comprehend what was just said. She knew it was Freddy and Richie outside of her door. 'He... He eats people?! He Ate Juliet...' Her mind was racing. She couldn't even see straight. She couldnt help but think about what she had gotten herself into. As she went down many memory lanes, she drifted off, hoping for a better place to escape to.
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So a smaller chapter. sorry. I meant to add this to the end of the last chapter, but I forgot to. So this chapter is shorter.
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