Good Guys (A Chucky Fanfic)

Chapter 19

Lena's POV

Who are these guys ? I'm on the ground almost lifeless, next thing I know there's either extremely small people surrounding me or dolls. Maybe it was from all the blood loss. Those guys tore me up pretty badly so who knows?

I groaned and looked side to side at each figure. Both had extremely bright blue eyes and the expression of fear and worry.

"Hey," the red head one said. "It's going to be ok. We're going to help you as fast as we can. I'm just waiting for our friend to come back. Hopefully he won't be long."

With a painful sigh, I looked at the other one. He had a warm expression, full of curiosity and wonder. To be honest, he was actually kind of cute.

"H-hi. I'm Dennis but you can call me Denny. And that's Dean right there. We're not gonna hurt you, we promise."

With a faint smile, I rested my right arm on my chest and the other on the ground. But I couldn't help but look back at the red head, Dean. He was looking away from me, probably looking out into the distance of the city. Well they did say they were waiting for a "friend."

The chain he held in his hand was rather bloody. It made it look pretty cool to look at. If I remembered correctly, that was the choice of weapon he used to kill the old bastard. Just by taking a quick glance at him, I could tell there was a story behind that face. There was somewhat of trauma within.

The next part, I couldn't help myself. "W-who are you waiting for?"

Dean came out of his trance, when he heard me. "Oh, his name is Chucky. You'll know when you see him trust me. His temper is well known by us and he looks almost like me. Not completely but whatever! Getting you to a safe place is more important right now."

The doll couldn't help but wince at the sight of me. I could tell he hated it. Now and then he would look at Dennis, and look out into the distance of the city. What was he thinking about? It seemed as if he were thinking about something.

Unfortunately with the pain I couldn't talk or ask any questions. After a while I just decided to close my eyes and hope that sleep hit me. Even right after I closed my eyes, I still felt their presence right besides me.

"Goddamnit where the hell is Chucky?"

"I don't think John's place is that far from here. Maybe he got into a situation, but knowing him he'll get out of it."

"I just hope he's ok."

The sound of a metal chain distracted me as the doll twirled it in his hand, sighing impatiently.

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Hey guys! Soorrrryyy reallllyyyyy short chapter :/ what do you guys think is gonna happen next? Comment below, and tell me if I should continue with this story or not. I have my doubts sometimes and I don't know if my readers are bored with the story.

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Again, sorry for the short chapter after a while of a wait. At least I didn't go a full year without updating. Idk how that could work .-.

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