Chapter 3: Page 1

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Jake's POV

Well this day is already turning out good..

"Jake!!! C'MON let's start watching the horror movie!"
Devon called for me

"Yea I'm coming!"

Downstairs

"which horror movie are we watching exactly.."

"holloween!!!"

"OK.."

The two sit together in the couch and snuggle with each other as the warmth of both their bodies take over (that sounded sexual I am sorry-)

They get comfortable with eachother and decided to cuddle with one another... Until a window is shattered.

" what the fuck.."
Devon said..

"what the hell-"

"KID"
chucky crept up behind me

"WHERE HAVE YOU FUCKING BEEN- A..... Oh. I see you're with Devon, I mean this is Devon's house but-"

"chucky what the hell are you doing here"
I turn to look at Devon and he looks terrified.

"Uhm, LOOKING FOR YOU JAKE, I'VE BEEN ALONE IN THAT HOUSE FOR HOW LONG?"
chucky said while clearly being annoyed.

"damn, I didn't know you cared about me"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP"

"c-can I uhh-speak for a moment.."
Devon asked

"first off, jake why is your doll moving, secondly, the fuck is happening"

"Oh hush Devon me and jake are just having a little chat about leaving friends and your house alone"
Chucky said so passive aggressively

"wasn't aunt bree at the house?"

"she fucking left"

"thats new.. She never leaves the house unless its for work.."

To be continued cause my broken leg Don't S T a n d a chance.

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