Living with the creepypasta's

Chapter 9: Really Ben?

You stared at him for a good while you decided what to do with him.

He was staring back, but you didn't know what he was planning. He was wanting to tear your clothes off and make you his, his little toy perhaps, or maybe slave, he liked the sound of that. It sounded quite nice.

You moved which caused him to get back into focus and try to tackle you again.

"Get off!" You grunted while throwing him the direction he was about tackle you in.

"Fine, but next time I'll get you" you lost interest after you threw him into the wall and continued to do your business. Which consisted of sleeping or drawing.

"We need to kill 5 kids this week. You know that. We're still only beginners." Ricky burst your bubble.

"We only have three days of the week left." You put your pencil down and looked over at him.

"But two of the houses we're going to have twins." Ricky mentions.

"Huh, cool. Let's do it tonight?" You asked and shrugged as you sat down to continue to grab your eraser in one hand and the pencil in the other as you start drawing.
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"It's so boring to wait out heeeeeeeere" Mary complains like always.

"Do you have to be so loud. I'm reading" Ricky asks Mary as he shut his book and paid attention to her instead.

"Hey guys their parents finally went to bed." You got back up on your feet and sprinted over to the window. Hanging from the surprisingly clean gutter and swinging onto their window sill. Unlocking the window and making your way inside with ease. You slowly made your way through the hall, looking around to find where the twins room was -assuming they even shared the same room- the look on Mary's face when she finally arrived inside was astonished.

"They probably are really pampered! Just look at the lamps and the carelessly set bookshelves at the end of the hall." Mary looked through the books and pulled the ones out that looked like were picture books and started to look through them.

"Put the damn book down," You whispered loud enough for her to hear. She sighed and put it away. You turned back around and noticed the room door that held decorated names of the two.

"Make sure the parents don't leave the room." You looked at Ricky as he nodded in confirmation and continued making your way to the door of the twins.

The door creaked quietly and one of them stirred before finally whimpering a small 'mom?' before they went back to sleep. You walked over, but didn't expect to get flashbacks from the one night. Taking a deep breath in you gently straddled the small child and watched them wake up to realize they didn't know you. Before they could react there was a knife cutting at their throat, decapitating them. The blood covered you and you felt guilty for once, your emotions were bubbling to the surface of your mind and the putrid smell of copper thick blood reached your nose.

You got up and got rid of the other one too before they even woke up, your tears streaming down your face, the emotions that you held in for so long finally came back to haunt you now, in the middle of killing twins. Getting up and out of the room you made a quick whistling noise to get their attention and ran out the back door before anyone could see you.

You were back in the room that was yours and collapsed onto the ground, tears streaming down your face, not stopping to let you see out of your eyes. The two never said one word as they let you cry out.

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