Y/n pov:
I loss count of days it could of been days,weeks or months since I've got kidnapped. Patrick hasn't been in the base for a hour ago. He probably had guessed over I sighed and sat down on the muddy drying bed at elastic it had a blanket it wasn't the cleanest but cozy enough. I was either going to die from Patrick or boredom.
Everything in this basement was gloomy I heard a creek on the the steps but it wasn't Patrick and his loud boots it was soft sound maybe Patrick wasn't wearing his boots.?
The door started to open every slowly and carefully trying no to make a creek sound I gasped it was Bella?!
Information about Bella smith.
She slept with Henry bower she even confirmed it saying she slept with him but with vic and belch she tried to sleep with Patrick but he decided and left and was friends with the most bitches person Greta.Bella : ' omg y/n?!'
Y/n: 'Bella how did you find me?'
Bella: ' he told me not to go in the basement so I went anyways.'
Y/n: 'how long have I been missing?'
Bella: '5 months now.'
Y/n: ' are you going to get me out?'
Bella: 'yea but why you here?'
Before I could speak a carving knife even straight on her head she started to stutter before a diamond cold tear ran down her cheek the knife didn't stop at her head it started to cut her in half all of her body parts hit the floor building up like a mountain I stood in shock I've seen badder but it scared me knowing that Patrick could do that my escape changes were gone cause she couldn't keep her big gob shut and get me out. The floor was now a rosewood. I heard foot steps getting closer to me I was looking down at the floor where Bella smith lay Lifeless because of me I felt a hand on my chin I throw it off feeling angry no that not the correct word no word could describe how mad I was. He grabbed my arm tight sure to make a bruise out of me.
Patrick: ' oh darling be careful you don't wanna get hurt?'
With that be pulled me in by my waist looking at me I looked at him pushing him off a little to hard cause he fell getting up quick.
Y/n: ' and hurt the woman golden your baby the only real person?'
He grown mad by this comment cause it was true and he didn't know what to say so he slapped me across the face making me stubble back and fall he giggled a bit before his boots hit the floor grabbing Bella smith lifeless body's and dragging it up stairs. Yes I could of tried to escape but he was faster, stronger and he probably locked the doors and windows upstairs he walked back down now mad again he was so confusing he grabbed the door slamming it with a such forces it vibrated the room and leaving my ears with a horrible silences it was now me and the baby alone.
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FantasyPatrick a fire psycho And a animal killer what would happen if a animal lover and sweet girl mystery started to get shown Patrick x y/n (not good grammar) only one smut scene not much though