Show? I don't think this looks like a show! There was oozy blood all over the floor and bits of guts scattered everywhere. There was marks where someone had been shot and blood splattered all over his giant teddy bears. And, right at the end of the room, there was what he must call his show. It was a puppet, of a two headed girl. It was held up by large ribbons and didn't look easy to control. The worst bit of all though was that these puppets, were dead bodies.
'So, y/n are you impressed with my masterpiece?'
Of course I'm not you sicko! I want to run away and tell the police now but
Obviously I can't he'd kill me on the spot. I'm just going to have to lie.
' I'm sure impressed Dandy, it must take a lot of skill to achieve a masterpiece like this,'
'Listen y/n, i need to tell you something,'
Oh god here we go he's gonna make me do some role play or put me back in the cage. I don't know what to say so i just say
'And what is that?'
'Look I swear this don't normally happen with my victims and I know that or otherwise you'd be dead by now but...'
'But what?'
I am so scared right now, has this freak got feelings for me? Will i ever escape his trap
'But i really do love you, i have never felt this way before. When I'm with you i feel special, like I'm not so alone anymore like I'm normal.'
What? He loves me?! I can't believe this. And he says he feels normal, I'm sorry but i don't kill people so we have nothing in common. Actually, that makes me think, back to that time when the man was chasing me. This man had been following me all the way home, i found it very peculiar. Now being the anxious person that i am I always have a gun in my purse, for self defence. As I reached home the man started running i turned around and shot him dead right there. After that I found out that he was running to get the bus at the stop outside my house. Knowing that i have killed an innocent person makes me feel sick but maybe Dandy is about to change all of this
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The Boy is a star
FanfictionFor a long time now i have been trapped here and although i hate this freak we have quite a strong bond, not a good one however. I feel that he likes me, like he gets pleasure from torturing me daily. Will i ever get out? Will anyone ever believe...