~✦ 𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗦 𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗔𝗦 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗗.... She's on the run from multiple notoriously dangerous groups, all ready to take her head. While on the run, she found him, an oddly scarred doll that smelled of... 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅. ✦~
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"I have to leave the city," I said, breathing heavily. I ripped out of the parking lot and headed back to the safe house.
"Why, what happened?" I looked down at him and back at the road.
"Did you see how odd Michael was acting, and Dusty, fuck that guy, this 'new job' isn't a new job, it's a fucking set up, he got his pay out, I'm fucked. " I said, picking up speed.
"Slow down! Jesus Christ, you women are crazy drivers! " chucky exclaimed, holding onto the door as I swerved the car.
"I'm sorry, I just, I can't stay, I'll drop you off at Tiffany's, I just can't stay here, it's - its - " I sputtered. My head was spinning my muscles in my arms, and my hands went rigid, followed by my legs.
"You need to calm the fuck down! Pull over! Pull the fuck over!" Chucky yelled, but it sounded quieter than it should've been.
"I have to, Pull. Yeah, it's fine. " I said to myself, turning into a random parking lot, putting it in the park. Immediately, chucky jumped onto my lap, grabbing the sides of my face.
"Breath! Fuck sakes calm down! You're fine, you're a killer, Trick! Act like it! " My breathing was making me lightheaded, thoughts raced, disoriented.
"I - I'm trying, I - " I was cut off by a crisp slap across my face. The immediate shock made me freeze, bringing me back, I looked back at him. He was clearly angry, but there was a sense of worry that lay behind it.
"Breath, slowly," he said, not breaking eye contact. I was unable to look away, and I realized I had calmed down considerably. Shaky breaths, he nodded.
"Good, see? Wasn't that fuckin' hard. " He said quietly. I gently touched my cheek, hand shaking.
"It was kind of necessary. " He said, I nodded in response.
"Thank you... I'm good now, I'm fine." I said, running my hands through my hair. He jumped back to his seat and sat down.
"I know, we can figure this out, we'll grab your stuff from the house and head back to Tiffany's, I'm sure she can help. " He said, gesturing for me to go.
I nodded and shifted gear, pulling out of the parking lot.
Chucky broke my thoughts by telling me to stay put. He went inside, and I stared at the door, expecting a breakout of some kind. After a few minutes, he came back out.
"It's all clear. Get in. " He said, quickly doing as told, I immediately started grabbing my stuff, shoving it into my bag, chucky stood by the window, guarding.
