Horror Slashers x Reader

Tiffany Valentine x G/N Reader

(I'm going in order, or at least trying to, so for everyone who's waited patiently ((or impatiently)) you're up next!)

(Imma be honest, I've never watched Chucky, so this is going to be a long ass stretch from what I know. I know NOTHING of Chucky, so I'll do research as the chapters go on... And I'll figure out what I can do.)

(Nevermind, I read the plot. I'm good now. Bro, Chucky's an asshole. I'm so glad you're going to save Tiffany from him <3)

(I've been looking back on my old chapters and I'm cringing SOOOO hard in my first two chapters for Pennywise. Like bro come on, I wasn't thinking when I was younger BAHA)

Tiffany grabbed the remains of Chucky's doll corpse, looking at it carefully as the blood of the cop puddled around her. I shook my head in protest, speaking up as soon as she picked up Chucky.

"Tiffany... Please don't do this. Chucky isn't a good person. He hates everyone and everything around him! He's a guy who craves violence!"

Tiffany didn't listen to me, and started walking with the remains. I groaned softly and grabbed her by her shoulders.

"Tiffany Valentine! Look me in the fucking eyes right now and tell me why you're doing this!"

"Because, (Y/N), he's the only person in this world that I have, love, and know!"

I stayed quiet and I looked at Tiffany hurt. So, I wasn't good enough for her.

"What about..."

I decided not to bring up myself. I didn't want to seem selfish.

"What about Jesse? You have a crush on him, right?"

Tiffany sighed, "Yes, but I don't know him like I know Chucky."

I shook my head and sighed in disappointment.

"Alright then..." I looked away.

Tiffany didn't seem to notice my sadness, or even care, and she started walking again, walking to her trailer. I just stayed quiet as I stood in the puddle of blood, feeling like I could cry from both being called basically useless, and the fact she doesn't care about me.

When I looked back up after what seemed to be forever, she was gone. I started to cry to myself, and I finally stepped out of the puddle. I couldn't tell her how I felt, because every time I tried, I'd be interrupted by something. Whether it was her "friends", or her "schedule". 

It hurt me every time I was interrupted. 

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Maybe I should just stop trying.

When I was far enough from the puddle, I took my shoes off and ran home, sobbing.

Once I got home, I washed the blood off my shoes, and I dropped them at the front door, walking to my bed and plopping myself onto it, curling up into a little ball as I cried. I grabbed onto a pillow, and I for once shouted.

"Tiffany! Why can't you just love me?! Hear me out for once?! Listen to me?!"

After shouting, I continued to cry into my pillow.

The next thing I knew, I woke up holding onto my pillow with an unmoved body from last night. I realized I had fallen asleep from crying so hard.

"Ah... Shit not again."

I slowly sit up, rubbing my eyes and looking over toward my phone. I looked over at it, noticing I had missed a call because the ringtone that was going off stopped ringing. I mumbled lowly before calling back the person who called me, which happened to be Tiffany.

"Took you long enough." She said, scoffing as a man's voice was heard over the phone.

My heart sunk to my ass. Chucky was back alive, and clearly having his ongoing relationship with Tiffany. It hurt. A lot.

"Chucky's alive now..?" I asked over the phone, swallowing the lump in my throat from the anxiety and internal pain.

She giggled, "Yeah... I got him baaack! He got a little pissy with me so I put him in a little fence thing for toddlers."

My eyes widened a bit hearing that, and I put my phone down. Chucky got pissy huh? Not a surprise, at all.

"Of course he did. Tiffany, whatever you do, don't antagonize him, and leave him. He's GOING to do something to you."

All of a sudden, I heard Chucky yell out curses, and Tiffany suddenly screamed, the phone being hung up. I looked at the phone worried, and I quickly grabbed my jacket, putting my shoes on, and ran out the door without doing anything else.

I wasn't going to let Chucky hurt my best friend.

(Short chapter I know. I just need to push this out like a poop because my stories have been lately constipated. I SHALL GIVE MY REASONS WHY)

I'm currently on C.ai, and wondering if I should make some A.I's. 

I'm also figuring out some game development for Roblox (yes I'm a nerd xP)

I've recently developed a new form of motivation for both work and education, so I kinda ditched my friends this week to work ahead.

I'm proud of myself for the current progress I'm making in life, so expect more chapters soon... Now that I'm free in life.

I also got drama with the same person who said they'll commit suicide, so if y'all want some tea, let me know and I'll make a chapter on that tea.

THANK YOU GUYSSS!

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