Long Timothee Chalamet Stories

The Orphan Maker (P4)

Warnings - failed kidnapping, murder, serial killer, nearly getting caught, sex, no refractory period, baby trapping, not wanting an abortion, moving fast, toxic Timmy, serial killer Timmy, unhealthy child mindset, alcoholic, abusive parents. Poor memory due to alcohol, breaking and entering, unprotected sex, breeding kink a lil bit, possessive, hacking, obsessive

I stared at the fourteenth pregnancy test, one for every day I'd ignored Timothée. I hadn't ghosted him, I just hadn't seen him, I had barely texted, and I lied when he asked what was wrong.

I was pregnant, all because that fool of a boy had made me so full of lust I'd let him fuck me raw. He'd even gotten me the morning after pill and it hadn't worked! He must be potent. I kept hoping one test might be false. I realized later, I was fucking ovulating the night we'd made-, fuck I needed to stop thinking of it as making love. The night we'd fucked. I was so head over heels and I hoped it was because of the hormones and I wasn't a toxic, crazy person.

I sat down and sobbed. I couldn't believe I had to tell my boyfriend of two months I was pregnant. Of course I could get an abortion, but I didn't want to, that was the issue. I would have to reveal to this man I REALLY liked, that I already wanted a baby with him!

I turned on the tv to distract myself.

"Breaking News in the Orphan Maker case! A little girl, Serenity Huntington, has survived the kidnapping attempt the serial killer made. She hid in a closet while the man stabbed her parents to death. She said afterward, he put them in the bathtub, and oddly, filled it with booze! She watched most of this happen."

I was shocked. This killer had been seen? He was usually so clever. What had tripped him up?

"She said he seemed distressed, and called himself a "guardian Angel", she said that something about him, made her want to go with him."

It cut to footage of a pale girl with a pixie cut of bouncy curls. She had piercing blue eyes, and talked in a bit of a babyish way for her age of 10.

"I don't know," she waved her body from side to side. "It feels unfair in a way, I could've been with all those kids, now I don't have my parents, or anyone to look after me like he would"

"The girl is seemingly convinced he wouldn't have hurt her. He had almost taken her when someone rattled a key in the door. The neighbour had heard the killer dragging the bodies of the two adults into the bathroom and came to investigate."

"I didn't see nothing but little Serenity. He was gone before I got the key in correct like," said an old woman. She looked harrowed.

"The FBI have been working with Serenity to come up with a sketch of the man. However, this proves to be difficult. Serenities parents were known addicts, what wasn't know is that they'd force their daughter to drink as well, reinforcing her idea that if she ever told anyone about her situation, she'd be punished too. She was very intoxicated when she was nearly kidnapped, and journalists have dubbed her, 'The Uncollectable Orphan'.

I was disgusted and for a moment I said "it serves them right," in my head, before feeling guilty. She shouldn't have lost her parents. They showed the sketch. I noticed curly hair, and striking eyes. He looked a bit like Timothée, how ironic. It was probably because everything seemed to come back to him at the moment.

I turned off the tv, convincing myself I needed fresh air.

Timmy's POV

I'd had to quiet and calm a crying Caleb, Sara, Londyn, Elijah, Diana, EJ, Aiden, and Jason, when they learned their new sibling, would not be coming home. They wept for their sister who would most likely be lost in the system, and never treated with care here in 'Heaven'.

I'd put them all to sleep with love and care. I'd told them I'd been distracted because Mommy, was acting weird.

I'd given y/n space at first, not wanting to be over bearing. I'd looked into her social media to see what might be bothering her. She didn't post, or text, or anything. Radio silence. Had she not enjoyed our sex, it didn't seem possible. She'd asked me to make love to her raw. I finally realized, I'd have to get more drastic.

Her location tracker told me she was out of her apartment. It was easy to break in. Locks really needed to be updated. I sat in her comfy living room chair, and waited for her to get back. I'd fix this, and I wouldn't make a mistake again!

Reader POV

I nearly had a heart attack when I opened the door. Timothée sat in my living room, looking as if he thought this was a normal thing to do.

"Wh-what, how?" I asked.

"You left it unlocked," he said simply. I was almost sure I hadn't, but now I didn't know.

"Why are you avoiding me?" He asked, and I saw genuine tears in his eyes. Something was wrong with me, I should find this repulsive, I should call the cops, but the care and worry touched my heart.

"I haven't been," I lied, setting my things down.

"No texts, no lunchtime calls, I haven't seen you in two weeks. We never even had sex again."

"I'm busy," I said, not looking into his eyes. He came to me, holding my hands.

"Was I not good enough for you?" He said in a quiet voice.

"What, no, no, Timmy m, you were amazing!"

"Then what is it? I'm going insane with worry, I don't want to lose this," he said earnestly.

"It's just hard," I teared up.

"Tell me, you can't scare me," he promised.

"I'm pregnant, and I know I could get an abortion, but the truth is, I don't want to," I admitted. He was frozen for a moment, before pushing me against the wall. He kissed me hard, and my body couldn't help but respond. Before I knew what was happening, he was inside me, thrusting at an ungodly speed. I was shocked as he made a noise of pleasure, and came, but he was still hard, so he continued to fuck me.

"How could you even worry?" He asked, eyes dark. "Don't you know we're meant to be! This baby you're growing will be so loved," he said, placing a hand on my belly. I should be horrified, but lust and fondness grew inside me.

"Oh, fuck, I'm hoping this is a positive reaction," I moaned as I felt his cum being mixed up inside me by his cock.

"Think of all the unprotected sex we can have now. I can fuck you and fill you up. You're amazing and you'll be just as amazing with a round belly, and dripping tits! Oh fuck!"

I was awestruck as he came again, shooting ropes into my already bred cunt. I was gasping as he spilled into me. He was equal parts helpless and in charge. He seemed like he was a slave to his cock, which was a slave to my pussy from the amount he'd cum. I loved it, it was so sexy I fell over the edge. He was kissing me through my orgasm so he swallowed my moans.

"So, you want this?" I asked, and tears ran down my face.

"So much, you're everything Mon Amor, and I think we're forever," he said, pressing his forehead to mine as his hips rammed into me.

"I'm starting to think so too," I admitted.

"Never leave me again, promise," he begged desperately, a real, and frightening fear filled his eyes. I instantly knew I needed to comfort him.

"Never, I'm so sorry Timmy," I said.

"Mine," he sighed as he came for a third time. I knew it was true, I was.