You're coming with me (Chucky x Andy Barclay x Male Reader)

CH. 8- Moving out. Terrifying.

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“Have you.. killed someone?” Andy changed the topic as he looked at you waiting for an answer. You slowly looked at him, locking your eyes at him. “Have you?” He repeated.

Your heart races feeling the anxiety in you. You nodded you head slightly telling him that you did it. Andy let out a sigh of disappointed as he took a couple of steps back. It took him a minute to speak again. “The strong urge to report you to the cops but you’re lucky I can’t. I’m involved in this situation because I’ve done countless of shits here in this state.” Andy scoffed as he fold his arms.

“Pack your things, you’re coming to my place.”

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CHAPTER EIGHT

It's already around 1-2 AM this time and you're currently leaning back on your seat staring outside the car's window while Andy on the other hand is busy driving heading to his place. The cold weather makes you want to wrap yourself with a blanket while in a road trip.

The car was filled with silence. Thinking about the things that happened to you and what happened to other people around you, time seems to fly so fast ever since you had an interaction with Chucky.

Feels like since you've been involved to this mess, your life will be a living hell. Not alone but with Andy who've dealt with this longer than you do. You're feeling really drained up, the urge to close your eyes and sleep.

You slowly turn your head to take a glance up at Andy who's focus on the road. You've been staring at him for more than a couple of minutes, just thinking about the consequences about what will happen to you if you continued staying this man who you barely know. "Enjoying the view?" Andy spoke breaking the silence as he took glimpse back at you.

You feel a slight embarrassed for staring at him for a long period of time. Andy let out a chuckle noticing your action which you didn't expect to him to react that way. You remained silent. "You seem tired. Take a rest Y/n, it's going to take us an hour to arrived at my place." He said, still eyes on the road.

You turned your head and leaned yourself besides the door. Several minutes later, you've finally fallen asleep.

TIME SKIP

You feel warm and comfortable as you slowly open your eyes. You slowly come to your senses realizing that you're laying a bed wrapped around with a thick layer of blanket.

You stared at the wooden looking ceiling staring to ask yourself about how did you get here and how are you laying on a random bed. You slowly sat on the bed turning yourself at the side seeing Andy sitting on a chair. You realized that you're in a room. You saw your bags on the floor.

Your eyes starts to explore the room. Seems like this place is made up of wood-ish texture. "Oh, you're awake." Andy spoke starting a conversation. "You don't sound very pleasant about it." You said as you stood up from the bed. "Where am I?"

"You're in my place." He replied. You paused for a long minute. "And you're heavy, come out." He spoke once again as he stood up from the seat, opening up the door for you to come outside. You walked outside the room as you look around.

You're quite impressed about the structure of the house, perfectly cut wood, a couple of stone fire place. Several gun and pistols that were displayed in a glass looking container and a bunch of wild animal's head hanging on the wall, not sure if it's real or not either way it seems like he's a hunter or something.

"Where are we?" You asked, following Andy in front of you. "Batson village." He answered as he went towards to the kitchen grabbing something on the counter. You looked around one last time before you spoke up. "I'm not going anywhere am I?" You said having a strong urge to leave this place.