LOVESTRUCK // Slashers x Fem Reader

Chapter 11 - What Asshole Keeps Calling Me???

You took the pizza from the delivery boy and flung him a few bucks as a tip, before shutting your door and marching into the living room. You placed the pizza onto the coffee table in front of everyone with a casual smile gracing your features. Freddy smirked, Diamond pumped his fist, and Freddy sat around awkwardly not knowing what to do.

"Alright, We've got two cheese pizzas and two pepperoni's." You turned to Chucky feeling slightly bad, "Sorry you didn't get your own pick for what you wanted."

Chucky rolled his eyes, "Whatever, Sugar-tits." Again, you cringed slightly at the nickname.

You grabbed four [favorite color] heart shaped plates from the cabinet and handed one to each of them. Chucky stared down at the dish for a minute, utterly befuddled as to how the woman that had electrocuted him and thrown him out a window just an hour ago was now serving him pizza on a heart shaped plate.

You got a few slices of pizza on your plate - and Chucky's because he couldn't properly do so - and then took up a place by the VHS shelf debating what to watch. What would a burnt up dream person and a talking doll want to watch? You then remembered Freddy's enjoyment of your writing, and that made the decision far easier. At least three of you liked horror, right?

You pulled yet another black and white film off of the VHS shelf and grinned. As you slid the tape into the player, you felt curious eyes on your back. You took your place on the couch between Freddy and Diamond, with Chucky sitting next to you on your right.

Suddenly, you realized something and got up, "Oh! Popcorn! Nobody eat my pizza. I gotta make us some good old movie popcorn." You rushed off to the kitchen and pulled out a pan and some popcorn kernels.

While you were cooking up the delicious snack, you again heard the phone ring. You groaned, "Diamond, come take over the popcorn for me while I get the phone, huh?"

"Okay." He marched into the kitchen and took your place at the stove, while you rushed over to pick up your phone. You took the speaker off of the receiver.

"L/N residence, how can I help you?"

A deep voice came from the other end, "Who is this?"

You groaned and motioned to Freddy for him to pause the movie. He nodded and pushed the pause button on the VCR. "Again, this is the L/N residence. How can I help you?"

"Are you alone in your house?"

Your spine tingled with discomfort, "No? No I'm not. I have guests over at the moment. Sir, I don't know who you are or what you want, but I don't think I want to talk with you anymore."

Freddy and Chucky both raised an eyebrow. Diamond gave you a concerned look as he continued on the popcorn. "Oh? But I definitely want to talk to you. Say, what's that sound? Is that popcorn? I only eat popcorn at the movies."

You shifted uncomfortable, moving your stance from foot to foot awkwardly, "Yes. It is. I'm getting ready to watch a film."

The voice hummed in response, "What kind of movie are you watching?"

"...A horror movie?" You didn't know why you kept talking. Why on earth would you do that? Perhaps once again you were having a lapse of judgment. Like you had this morning. Like you had all day.

"Oh? I quite like scary movies. What's your favorite scary movie?"

You were quiet for a moment, then answered, "[favorite horror movie]"

"Oh, I liked that one. It was scary."

"...Okay? Look, sir, I really don't want to talk to you anymore. Goodbye." You slammed the phone back down onto the receiver, and turned back to your friends. Diamond was serving the popcorn, and gave you an uncomfortable stare.