C+J•G~Drabbles!

☆"Lovesick Obsession"☆

Request: LenaNez

[ Same concept except Johnnie is the killer and Carrington is the victim ]

killer! Johnnie x victim! Carrington

( Johnnie kills Carrington's best friend for his love sick obsession)

TW: blood, gore, usage of weapon(knife), murder, crime, fear, angst, anxiety, panic, yelling and cussing used, s/h briefly used(ie: hitting head)

Skip if uncomfortable pls and thank u

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Carrington is walking back home after hanging out with Chase Keith. His best friend. However Carrington left something at Chase's. He shoots him a text but he never got a response.

Meanwhile Johnnie has sneaked into Chase's window and is holding him with a knife to his throat in the kitchen. "Answer the fuckin' text" he sneered.

Chase swallowed hard, feeling the cold metal of the knife pressed against his throat. His heart raced as he stared at Johnnie, fear coursing through his veins.

"I-I can't," he stammered, his voice shaking. "I don't have my phone on me."

"Well sucks to suck," Johnnie cackles but turned his head when he heard the door. "Go answer it."

He guided Chase to the door.

Chase reluctantly walked to the door, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that Johnnie was right behind him, the knife still held against his throat.

He opened the door, trying to hide his fear and act as normal as possible.

Johnnie puts the knife away when he saw Carrington. Carrington looked confused but didn't question it. "Hey Chase, i left my vape here i was gonna come pick it up"

"Hey, Carrington," Chase said, forcing a smile onto his face. He tried to act casual, but his eyes kept darting towards Johnnie, who was standing behind him with a smirk on his face.

"Uh, yeah, you left your vape here," he said, his voice slightly shaky. "Come on in."

Soon as the door shuts. Johnnie held the knife to both of them. "Nobody moves, nobody gets fucking hurt. Kay?"

Carrington's eyes widened as he saw the knife pointed at both him and Chase. His heart sank, and a sense of dread washed over him.

"What the hell is going on here?" he demanded, trying to keep his voice steady despite the fear coursing through him.

Chase tried to explain but Johnnie's mania interrupted. "I have to do this Carrington, for our own good. He's just- in our way and he deserves it."

Carrington's expression turned from confusion to horror as he listened to Johnnie's words. "What do you mean, 'for our own good'?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.

He looked at Chase, concern etched on his face. "Is this true, Chase? What is he talking about?"

Chase tried to say something else but Johnnie held him into a headlock. Knife against his throat. "Carrington, i have too. Please don't be mad at me." He said, in a sick and sadden tone before he slits Chase's throat without hesitance.

Carrington's eyes widened in shock and horror as he watched Johnnie slit Chase's throat. The scene unfolded before him in slow motion, his mind struggling to process what was happening.

"No!" he shouted, lunging forward instinctively. "No, no, no!"

He reached out to grab Johnnie, but it was too late. The damage had already been done. Chase's lifeless body fell to the floor, blood pouring from the wound on his neck.