B E N (drowned x reader)

That was a warning.

part 4 gets posted when part 3 reaches 3 votes!

sorry the chapter is so short

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"What the..." I mutter, continuing to scroll down. It's all the same message. I scroll back up to the post, and I notice the girl's profile has changed. I click on it and it leads back to the Cleverbot page. My arrow is frozen, so I can't exit out. All I can do is type.

"That was a warning. Turn off the software. Now."
A button appears in the screen. My arrow unfreezes. I try to move to exit the tab again, but another message appears, right below the button.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
I consider the pros and cons. If I turn off the software, this thing will probably wreak havoc on my computer. If I don't turn off the software, this thing will definitely wreak havoc on my computer. What difference does keeping it on make? This BEN has already done some really weird stuff.
I click the button and the PC immediately turns off. I groan and fall back in my chair, staring at the ceiling. Just great. Hundreds of dollars down the drain. I hear a noise. It sounds similar to the flicking of a lightbulb. I sit up and notice the screen has gone bright red.
In black text in the center of the screen are two words. I have to move closer to make it out properly.

good girl

The screen wavers, almost like something is moving behind it. A hand suddenly appears, hitting the screen with a bang. The screen itself bends. The hand is deathly pale, with long and thin fingers. The fingers press against the screen with more force, causing it to bulge. Finally, they break through with a sort of hissing sound. The entire hand emerges, grasping onto my desk. I stand up and back away, my chair being pushed to the other side of the small room. Another hand breaks through the barrier, pulling a head and body through.
Finally, the entire figure clambers off of the desk and stands up. A boy of about fifteen stands in front of the PC, his hands gripping chains. The chains are coiled around his neck, arms, and body. He's wearing a black jacket and light gray t-shirt with black jeans and boots. His hair is dark green and straight, a little bit below his jaw.
His eyes are what terrify me the most. Completely black, except for two bright red pinpricks that are focused on me. Leaking from them is a thin trail of blood that drips down onto the floor. His mouth stretches into a sinister grin as the chains begin to float around him. Almost like a viper, they freeze for a second, and then tear towards me, wrapping tightly around me and dragging me toward the figure.
I don't scream, I just try to get away. Despite my efforts, the chains eventually shove me into the arms of the figure. I feel his warm breath cut through my hair as he drags his hands through it.

"(y/n)? What's that noise?"

It's mother.

The figure freezes, and then shoves me back onto my bed. He winks at me, and then in the blink of an eye, he's gone, my PC is off, and I'm on my bed, thoroughly disoriented.

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