Devi D 💜

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(Devi's POV) I had just left this terrible date. I was going back to my apartment when I got a call..it was from my friend, Johnny. When I got to Nny's house he walked outside to greet me, instead of inviting me inside...I should've known something was up with him but- I chose to ignore it. He asked to go on a drive. I was a little...scared to get in his car. He assured me it was ok. We drove through the middle of nowhere. He stopped on a cliff..I honestly thought he'd throw me off but- no..he just- sat there, on the hood if his car. "Do you ever wanna just KILL someone?" He suddenly asked...it was a weird question but- I didn't take it seriously! I mean- who'd be as crazy as to actually kill someone? "Well- yeah! We all do sometimes. Especially on my most recent date! That was terrible-" I answered back. Johnny laughed...he sounded insane. "Fuck..I really hate being alone on nights like these. Thanks for answering my call." I nodded along with what he said. He was a lonely guy, I wasn't going to judge him! We stayed there..stargazing for about an hour before he offered to let me come inside. I nodded. As soon as he saw me nod, he jumped into the car like he was eager to get me home..when we DID get there it smelled terrible..like rotting corpses. There was a bit of rotting on the floorboards, and paint peeling off of the walls. His couch was scratchy and had an almost burlap feel to the cushions. He offered to get me something to eat but- I refused. God knows what he had in his fridge..I was nauseated by just the thought. "It's great, RIGHT?" He seemed to be almost forcing me to answer. "I guess so..it has uhm..*character*." I answered. "Character huh?" He seemed almost insulted. We sat on the couch, it had multiple stains that he said he didn't know what they were, or he said it was a drink he spilled. I doubted it...after some talking he went to the bathroom..while I was waiting I heard a metal clanging. Like something hitting the tiles..when he came back he held a rusting, bloodied knife. It's a blur but I think he said something about perfection..I immediately punched him, knocking him to the floor as I ran away. I blocked his number as well..what a weird dude..

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 05, 2023 ⏰

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