"Who is this irresistible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead?
Living Dead Girl"
What started as an innocent favor of helping her friend and her boyfriend deliver two very strange dolls, quickly becomes a bloodbath for (y/n) as her two...
our murderous ginger fella is back and totally doesn't wanna kill you or anything....no, not at all :)
also i did change a few things, very minor things though !
slow start, but this movie is pretty slow paced to be honest.
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"it feels good to be back, don't you agree?"
The sleek red convertible pulled to a stop a few ways down from it's destination. A tall, curvy blonde stepped out of it wearing a red dress and black heels. Her smile radiated through the other woman that had emerged from the passenger side of the car.
"The house will be empty without you, sweetface." The blonde purred as she slid over to the other woman, pouting slightly. "The twins think you're just on some huge journalism break right now so try to make this quick, okay?" She leaned down and pressed a loving kiss to the (h/c) haired woman's cheek.
Things had been a whirlwind over the past couple of years. (Y/n) had been living a steady life with actress Jennifer Tilly in her lavish house with her twins. That's what the media was expected to believe of course. The truth of the gruesome murders and body switching antics had been covered up swiftly and eventually, Hollywood forgot about it. Jennifer's career had been quite successful since she had 'survived' the killer attack with her kids and writer. Almost every single director wanted her for their set and the murderous blonde inhabiting her body was quick to play the part.
(Y/n) had been accepted as a full time journalist and was given so many opportunities because of her relationship with Jennifer. She found it difficult to let go of the past but she also found herself comfortable living within the company of the twins and the blonde. She had been taken care of pretty well after all, and while she suspected murder still occurring occasionally, it was never done in the viewpoint of her.
A couple of weeks ago, (Y/n) had met a new friend while she was interviewing a company employee. The employee's name was Sarah Pierce and she had a daughter who lived with her. (Y/n) had became fast friends with the mother and daughter and was invited over to visit for a little while. That was currently why she had gotten the blonde to drive her to the home.
"No promises, Tiff." (Y/n) huffed as she patted the blonde's shoulder in acknowledgment before grabbing her bags and wandering up the gravel driveway and towards the large home.
She took a deep breath, vaguely looking behind herself and eyeing the sleek vehicle that now was driving off, blonde hair whipping in the wind until the glamorous star was no longer in sight. It was now or never. Just as she raised her hand to knock, the door swung open and the wheelchair ridden brunette smiled softly up at her.
