71 (Art The Clown)

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Y/n is 29 Art The Clown is 99+ 

~Y/n POV~

my phone rang i answered "yes?" i asked "can we go out?" my friend asked "i thought you are scared to go out?" i asked.

"please" she begged i sigh "fine" i said she squealed she hung up soon the bell rang i opened the door.

"ready?" she asked i nod we walked outside suddenly she froze "what?" i asked she stared at someone i looked.

i gulped "why is he so daddy?" i asked "Y/n!" she said "what!" i said "he could kill us!" she said.

"he is still daddy" i mumbled she groaned in disgust he stopped smiling "oh oh maybe you are fucked or i am fucked" i mumbled.

"if he ever stops smiling the person is fucked" i said she gulped "y-you are r-right he i-is h-hot" she stuttered.

i laughed "god i love you" i mumbled she chuckled nervously "i don't wanna die" she mumbled.

"what's his name again?" i whispered "art the clown" she whispered "so means Art?" i asked she nod.

he walked away "art" i said he looked "will you kill us?" i asked he shrugged but he pointed at my friend.

"why not me?" i asked he shrugged "don't kill her" i said he shrugged "you are fucked Haze" i mumbled she nod nervously.

"if you would have give me a point the first time you wouldn't be fucked" i said she nod.

"anyways I'm gonna go home" i said "Y/n please no!" she begged "I'm tired" i said she nod i walked home.

i changed and laid onto my bed.

~at 3 am~

i woke up to something loud in my house i sigh i walked down i froze "Art?" i asked as he stood in my kitchen "are you cooking?" i asked.

he nod proudly "aw you are so cute why in my house tho don't you have a house?" i asked he shook his head.

i nod "let me help you" i said he shook his head "please i love cooking" i said he hung his head and nod.

i walked next to him "why don't you take a shower to get the blood off you?" i asked he shook his head and pointed at the food.

"you wanna finish cooking?" i asked he nod proudly i smiled "you are so cute!" i whine he smiled.

we finished cooking "you sure i could eat it?" i asked he nod taking my fork putting something on and putting it to my mouth.

i opened my mouth he put it in i slowly took it my eyes widen "wow its good!" i said he smiled proudly "i hope the meat isn't my best friend" i said pointing at him warningly.

he shook his head he took the package out its pig i nod "i hope you don't lie i hate it when someone lies to me" i said he nod.

"why don't you eat?" i asked he shook his head i took my fork put something on it and put it to his mouth.

he shook his head "Art" i said he sighs and opens his mouth i put it in he took the food he chewed "and how do you like your food?" i asked.

he put the thumbs up i smiled we shared the plate "did you killed my best friend?" i asked he shook his head.

"please don't she is the only one who i have" i said he nod i smiled "thank you" i said he nod i checked the time 4 am "come on take a shower and go to sleep" i said.

he nod i showed him the shower "happily i had a boyfriend just like 3 days ago because you killed him and i still have his clothes you could wear" i said he nod.

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