I ran and ran. I wanted to get as far away as I could. I couldn't take all the killing of innocent people anymore. I kept running and running but it still didn't feel far enough. I saw a liquor store in the distance and ran inside.
"I need to call the police" I yelled tears streaming down my facethen out of nowhere the cashier was shot in the head. His blood splattered everywhere as he dropped to the ground. Pieces of his skull and blood were all over the counter top it was horrifying.
"Not so fast princess" I heard Richie behind me, which scared the shit outta me
"Please don't hurt me" I begged
"You know I can't hurt you sweetheart" he said coming up to me ready to hug me
"Stay away from me" I screamed at him sobbing
"You know you don't mean that" he tilted his head and gave me his puppy eyes
"I do, I'm sick of this"
"You made a deal and now you have to keep it"he ran up to me grabbing me forcefully carrying me out to his car. I was kicking and struggling to get out his arms as he placed me in the passenger seat. He slammed the door and quickly got into the drivers seat and then I watched him turn on the child lock.
"Now I don't wanna hurt you but you know what will happen if you do this again" Richie said sternly
"Your not my fucking dad" I spat at him
He grabbed my face and looked me in the eyes but didn't say anything. He let go of me looking away and turning on the car. There we were driving back to the shit ass motel my new forever home. It pains me to call the my home.
~a little while later~
He brought me inside and saw the bruises forming on my arms.
"I really didn't mean to hurt you I'm really sorry"
"Don't even apologize I don't wanna hear it"
"Well I really am sorry aspen" he said with a frown
"I'm gonna go shower" I said emotionless
"Can I join" he said with a smile
"I guess"
I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower letting it warm up while I stripped off my clothes. I got in before Richie letting the warm water run down my body in bliss. He grabbed my waist from behind and kissed my neck. He let go of me to grab soap and washed my body in a caring way not sexual at all. It was kinda nice, I actually felt cared for by him for once. It didn't feel like lust or puppy love just actual care. I just wish he was like this all the time. I know richie has a good heart. He's just obsessed with this devil shit.
"Richie" I said
"Hmm?"
"I like when your nice like this, I'll stay if you promise to always be like this"
"I promise" he smiled
YOU ARE READING
In the midnight hour// AHS 1984 Richard Ramirez
Teen FictionDISCLAIMER THIS IS ABOUT THE RICHARD FROM AMERICAN HORROR STORY NOT THE REAL ONE!!!!