2. lovestruck with shame.

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a/n: i am so sorry that this chapter took so long to come out my laptop broke and it took a while to get a new one lol
so anyways

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george pov:

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How could I let that happen?
How could I let that person get away?
How much did they see...?

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I'm almost finished with my job for today. Easy victim, shouldn't take that much time...right?
Killed the victim, Easy to kill, But hard to get myself to do it.

There was just something about this one that made me hesitate, don't know what though.

I was just about to set the body down after finishing the job when I hear something from behind me.
I turn around.

Someones looking at me. Great; Just great.

I don't know what comes over me, but I find myself starring at the person.
Their eyes; Probably an emerald green color
Their features; Just perfect.
Just them.

My mind goes crazy. How much did they see? How much of me do they see? Am I able to let them get away? Would that risk everything? Who knows.

They appear to be bigger and taller than me just a bit so even if I tried to get them I would fail.

I try to walk forward a bit to get a better look at them but the second my foot reaches the ground, They sprint away.
I try to run after them but they're clearly more athletic than me so I end up staying a bit behind.

They don't seem to know around here that well, considering they're running towards a dead end.
I almost completely lose my breath until something happens;

They stop.

Why?

Who knows.

They just turn around and look at me, They seem to be studying the area a bit. I think they realize that it's a dead end or at least a dead spot in town.

I'm not sure what I should do now;
They've seen me kill. They've seen me. They've seen where and when I did it.
What do I do with them? Do I let them go and risk my own life? Do I kill them now? Do I wait a bit and get them by surprise?

I mean, They seem to be interested in me, I don't know what tells me that though.

I end up just standing there, looking at them for a bit until I think of a plan.

My number.

Why would I give them my number?
Well,
1. They seem to be interested in me,
2. I could find more about them to kill them later,
3. I could get close to them to make it easier to kill them,
and 4. Why not?

I reach into my pocket to try and find something to write with and something to write on.
Good thing I left the paper and pen from yesterday in my pocket.

I write on the paper, 689-334-7876 george :)

I put the paper on the ground and I walk away.

I don't hear anything for a bit
But after I'm almost completely in a different spot, I hear small, faint footsteps.
They're getting what I put down.

I have to get rid of them somehow. I have to; I don't have a choice.

After I properly get rid of the body, I start to head home.
What a day.

I get home and I take a shower and change into some comfy clothes; A plain hoodie and sweatpants.
I look at my phone and I find many notifications from twitter asking where I've been the past couple days.
Right; I'm a streamer.

I now realize that I haven't been posting or doing anything online; streaming, posting, tweeting, anything.

I quickly set up my stream and before I start streaming, I ask the group chat if they want to join.

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After streaming, I try and go to sleep, but I can't.
Too many thoughts.

I try to calm down my mind but whatever I do, nothing works.

Suddenly, My phone lights up.

A text. From who? Who would be texting this late?

Its from an unknown number. The text reads;

Hey, Is this George?
Sent 8:13pm

Right. I gave someone my number.

Not that I'm mad about it, But now I have something to do.

George
mhm
may i ask who this is?
Sent 8:14pm

Dream
Dream
It's Dream
Yes, that's my real name, Don't know why though
Sent 8:14pm

George
ok
well then
hello dream
nice to meet you
Sent 8:17pm

Dream
What were you doing earlier?
In town
Sent 8:18pm

Right. Forgot about that.

George
well
its kinda hard to explain.
Sent 8:21pm

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a/n: AGAIN, I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER TO COME OUT
SORRY THIS IS A SHORT CHAPTER, I PROMISE THAT THERES GONNA BE LONGER ONES IN THE FUTURE
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word count: 796 :)

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