Long Timothee Chalamet Stories

The Orphan Maker (P10)

Warnings - toxic Timmy, serial killer, abusive parents, obsession, stalking, psychopathy

"Stop killing?" He demanded.

"Yes! Please," I begged. "I can ignore everything else if you just stop killing."

"Fuck, y/n," he punched a wall and I flinched, he looked guilty. "These people are devils!"

"I know, let the system deal with them," I pleaded.

"The system!" He snarled and he was nearly frothing at the mouth. "The system is shit! You know that Sara told her school counselor what her dad was doing, they did nothing. Zuzu, my new one, has been to the hospital over 30 times in two years from her abusive mom. I could go on."

I felt sick. I knew in my heart it was what they deserved but it was a bit more grey. They were probably damaged too, not that, that was an excuse.

"What was your plan?" I said in exasperation. "Kill and kidnap until you have 100 children in your basement?"

"I wanted to cleanse the world! So children like our baby won't have to be scared " he said. Our baby, the words sounded so sweet.

"Then don't have a partner, you can't balance both," I snapped.

"You think I planned this!" He roared. "I didn't think a person like me could find love! I wanted it, but I never thought in a million years I'd find you. It was like I'd seen in grey my whole life and you turned on the color."

"Wait, really?" I asked.

"Yes, you're the only person I'd go to these lengths for. I'm leaving my angel children so I can chase you across the country," he said sadly.

"I don't know what to say," I said.

"Tell me how you feel," he pleaded.

"Fine, I'll lay it all out there. But you have to actually attempt to understand. Your brain works differently from mine." I said.

"I promise, but can I hold you while you talk?"

"Yes," I allowed and he pulled me into his arms, walked to the couch with me and sunk down. He held me close and played with my hair.

"You're very drunk," I said.

"Why did you have wine in the first place? We're you trying to hurt our sunshine?" He asked as he touched my stomach.

"No, no, of course not. It was a apartment warming gift from the land lady. She didn't even know I was pregnant. Since I'm poor, and on the move, I keep whatever I can in case it is useful."

"Now let me talk to you. I love you so much. I feel like you don't understand. The attraction and obsession goes both ways. I don't even really care that you stalked and baby trapped me, I tried to care because I'm supposed to, but I don't. I adore every bit of you except the part that kills."

"That's so nice to hear, but why that part?"

"It's not the killing per say, but the brutality, it scares me to know my soft, angelic boy is capable of that. I just am so confused. You're so sweet and gentle and knowing you can do that makes me feel like I'd be a sheep walking in front of a lion if I gave in."

"I could never do that to you," he said in absolute horror.

"How do I know?" I asked. "What if I do something immoral by accident and your conscience rises?"

"Making mistakes is different than a pattern of abuse. You aren't capable of that, you know you aren't. It isn't in your nature."

He was right and he made good points. A mistake of mine could be lying. I could never habitually abuse a child.

"That makes sense. I just feel like the idiot wife in every true crime novel," I said and I swooned when his eyes sparkled on the word wife.

"But I'm not needlessly killing. I'm not evil, I'm like Robin Hood," he said desperately.

"Yes, but that won't stop the danger. You could get caught, do you know how fast you'd get the death penalty?"

He was quiet for a long time.

"If I stop you come home with me?" He asked.

"One thousand percent," I nodded.

"Okay, okay I will, and we'll get on a plane tomorrow and go home," he said happily.

"Okay Timothée," I sighed and laid my head lovingly on his chest.

"If I go to sleep you'll be here when I wake up right?"

"I may be in the bed because I'm

Pregnant and everything hurts, but I'll be here. You're it for me. This sacrifice means more than you know."

"I love you," he smiled.