"All Mine." - A Chucky Fanfiction

☆ CH.7 - Plans ☆

hey pookies
TW: teeny tiny cannibalism🎀💗
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☆ J A K E ' S P O V ☆

- Wednesday Evening -

I sat on my bedroom floor, Chucky and I trying to hatch a plan on how to get him to Lexy. "Why can't I just throw you through their window or something?

"Eh...nah. Too suspicious. You'll figure something out."

"Ugh."

I got up and turned on my phone, "You got Devon's number?"

"No..."

"Goddamnit Jake."

Chucky snatched my phone and opened Insta. He switched to my main.

How does he know my passwords?!

I watched him click on Devon's Insta account and text him. "Hey wait a minute-" "Shut up."

J : Hey

D : Hey?

J : y the ?

D : u never text me

J : i am now?

"Kid, I got the conversation started. You're on your own from here." He said, chucking the phone at me. Then he dove out a window.

D : so whatcha up to?

J : nothing hbu

D : nothing

J : u wanna come over?

D : YES

J : u gotta sneak in tho, cant have junior knowing ur here
he might steal u from me lol

D : oh
fair
ill be over in 5

HOLY SHIT DEVON'S COMING OVER. What should I wear...

I opened my closet and took out a black tee and black shorts.

Basic but he shouldn't mind.

I flopped on my bed and scrolled through his Insta for the hundredth time.

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I heard a knock at my window, it was Devon. I walked over and opened it to let him in. "Hey." "Hey."

I pulled him in and closed the window. I guess I miscalculated where to put my foot, because the second I held him, we both fell.

We were inches apart, both of Devon's arms beside me, keeping him up. "O-Oh sorry." I blushed heavily.

He helped me up and we just...stared at each other for a good minute or two. Then he walked over to my door and locked it.

Attempting to break the tension in the air, "You're not gonna kill me right?"

"What? Never. I'd kill for you."

I laughed. "Awh, I'd kill for you too."

And I do.

We sat on my bed and just looked at each other. Sound familiar?

The space between us started shrinking, our bodies inching closer.

Eventually the gap was filled and our mouths were connected. It was slow and passionate. I swear I could hear the fireworks explode. It was almost like time slowed down.

I moved my hand to his face and cupped it, he moved his hands to my waist.

Eventually Devon moved me to his lap, and believe me, I did not protest.