Nightmare Hotel: A Nightmare x Male Reader Story

Chapter One: Ex

You were in your apartment, lying on your bed with your toxic, abusive, obsessive, and possessive girlfriend sitting on your hips.

"Babe, let's go out. Please?" she asked.

"We just went out last night, babe...I'm exhausted," you said with a yawn.

"Exhausted from what? Being at the bar and hotel the other night?" she asked.

"What?" you asked.

"Who are you fucking, (Y/n)?" she asked.

"Excuse me?" you asked.

"I tracked your location, asshole. You went to a bar and stayed there for two hours. You went to a hotel immediately after and didn't come home until yesterday afternoon. Who are you fucking, huh?" she asked.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" you asked her. Your face was then met with the sting of a harsh slap from the girl.

"Don't fucking play dumb!" she yelled. You gently, yet firmly pushed her off and got up.

"Get the fuck out. I told you not to put your hands on me anymore or else we were done. So guess what? We're done," you said firmly.

"So you admit it," she said.

"What?" you asked.

"You were cheating on me!" she yelled, getting up. Just before she could strike you again, you grabbed her wrist.

"I was with my friends that I haven't seen in years! They came here to see me! I went to the hotel they were staying at and hung out with them before they left! I did not cheat on you! I'm sick of this bullshit, (Gf/n)! Now get the fuck out before some shit happens to you!" you yelled.

"Oh, now you're threatening me? First you don't want to fuck me, saying you want to wait until marriage, then you go and fuck somebody else instead and now you're threatening me?" she yelled.

"Get the fuck out! Now! We're done!" you yelled.

"No! I don't think I fucking will! You're going to tell me who it is you're fucking instead of me!" she yelled.

"If you don't get the fuck out, right now, I'm calling the cops to have you removed!" you yelled. She still didn't budge. Her phone then went off behind you. You picked it up, seeing someone was calling her. It was an unknown number.

"Don't answer that!" she yelled, frantically trying to get the phone out of your hand.

"Fuck off!" you yelled, startling her. You answered the phone.

"Hello?" you asked.

"Hey. Who is this?" a male answered from the other end. You shot a glare at your now ex-girlfriend.

"Well, I was (Gf/n)'s boyfriend, but not only did she accuse me of cheating on her, but she is toxic and obsessive and doesn't know how to keep her hands to herself. Who's this?" you asked.

"Well...I'm her boyfriend..." the male said.

"So she was cheating on me too? Yeah, we're definitely over now," you said, glaring at your confirmed ex.

"Yeah...um...yeah, I was just about to pick her up to go out, but...yeah no, you can tell her we're through," said the guy.

"She's here. She can hear you. Matter of fact, she tried to snatch the phone away from me when you called," you said.

"Oh, really?" the guy asked.

"What's your name, man?" you asked.

"Shawn," he said.