(Readers POV)
As you walk home with your new shoes, you pass by a couple of your neighbors. Yet again avoiding you like you had the plaque. But all waved, and smiled as you passed by, your old boots squeaked against the carpet as you entered your barred apartment.
A couple of neighbors walk by, but most don't notice you as you close your door. The door closes with a loud squeak, but it isn't too loud and with that, you place the shoe box down.
You look around at the bare apartment, an attempt to decorate with the little that you have. Open boxes and place stuff in ok-ish spots. But after a couple of hours, you finished unpacking and all you had left was empty cardboard boxes that you stuffed into one of the empty closets.
You wipe your brow as you finish everything. With that you fall asleep on the couch, somehow dreaming about Him. On Robertsky.
His smile is as sweet as before, but you feel something touching your cheek. It wasn't in the dream, it was in your apartment.
Suddenly you awoke, and right there was a being. It looked like Robertsky but his eyes were super wide, and it had no mouth only a bunch of holes. You scream and move way back away from it. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" You crawl away and it follows you, weird drool drips from the being's holes.
Soon footsteps are heard and right as the being attacks, you close your eyes. You feel the being's claws scratch your skin a bit. But as your eyes remain closed you hear quick footsteps outside, like someone running.
And before you knew it, you heard loud whirring noises and sounds of distress. When you open your eyes, Robertsky the real one is there. One of his shoemaker tools oozes in a weird black substance the strange copy of him is bleeding out on my wooden floors. My heart rate is through the roof.
Robertsky turns his head to look at me, his face softens as he puts his tool into his pocket and walks toward me. "It's ok, it's ok," He says carefully as he moves towards me, then his arms wrap around you. Holding your scared body, "W-What was that!?" You say, heart rate through the roof.
He looks at it and then back at you, "A Doppelganger, a doppelganger of me" he says and looks at you bringing you close. You can't say anything, you're that scared, but you feel comforted in his arms.
"I'll let you stay the night in my apartment, I doubt my brother would mind. And besides it's better to not be alone with a dopple, Especially when you leave the door unlocked"

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That's Not My Neighbor- One shots
FanfictionStories I made up in my head that I turned into stories, hope you enjoy ( May be bad but pls bare with me) Pls note: I don't own any of the characters except Noah in 'Mail to milk', Oliver, and jasper