Yandere Slave[Slappy x Reader]

Shopping/First Blood

        (Okay I am going to do this thing where every chapter in this story has a song accompaniment. and each song will get progressively darker with the story. I am still waiting on requests for soft little small stories. Anyways it's 2016!!! enjoy!!! Hope you love life! :3 Also I KNOW with monsters running around it would be more haywire. Just understand that I am working with what I have. Please don't judge)

         You were forced awake by a pounding kick to the hip. You groaned, falling off the bed in pain.

         "Get up, We need to go to the store for things. I need you to carry them and pay for them." Slappy chuckled at you struggling to get up. He walked out causally, saying that he'll be waiting outside. You groaned, sitting up and yawning. Then you got excited, standing up. You're master was asking you to come with him to town. Browsing through the closet you put on a red tank top with a grey hoodie, and regular jeans. 

          Before you could exit the room your eyes caught sight of a small pocket knife. You stared at it for a second. You wondered whether or not you should bring it. One side said that it would be dangerous to bring it. The other side soothed into your mind, saying that it would keep Master safe if you brought it along. You sighed, grabbing it and putting it in your hoodie.

          "About time you got here! I was about to come in there and drag you out. I swear." Slappy insulted, at the wheel of the car. You sat down at the passenger side of the car.

         "Sorry, Master. I was getting ready."

         "You obviously didn't get too ready with that dog mop you call hair." He cackled. You smiled softly, blushing. You would give anything for those lips that were cackling to meet yours. For him to kiss you so hard you would get splinters too deep to take out. The thought made you blush and look out the window.

          

          When you both were browsing the store, he told you whatever was on the list and you ran for the item. 'Toilet paper' you got it, 'pens' got it, 'bread' got it, 'wood polish' got it. By the time you got everything on the list, you were slightly out of breath from running around the store. You also noticed a girl staring at you and Slappy. She had short red hair and emerald green eyes with small freckles mainly around her cheeks. You looked at her in confusion and suspicion. You couldn't think about it though, because Slappy snapped you out of your train of thought.

           "Come on I got better speed from a snail." He smirked at his insult. 

           "Oh, sorry master. I ran as fast as I could." You apologized. 

          "Well try harder!" He ordered, walking to the checkout. You followed, pushing the buggy. The cashier scanned the items, making small talk with you and Slappy. The total came out to be around $65.45, you gulped. That was a lot of money. Looking in your wallet you were relieved to find a hundred dollar bill. Slappy walked onto the car as you paid and got the bags. On your way to the car you found that same girl from before looking at Slappy. She walked up to him and tried striking a conversation with him. You couldn't hear what they were saying but you could tell what was going on. He didn't seem that all interested in talking to her and she didn't notice. She continued being annoying and chatting with him. You felt something inside you go taunt with jealousy and anger as you watched her talk to him so easily. You walked up.

        "Finally you show up, Slave." He groaned.

        You smiled, "Yes, finally.. Master, who is this?" You gestured at the girl. She gave you a cold stare.

        "Oh, just some annoying person. She obviously doesn't understand when someone doesn't want to listen to her mouth." You grinned at his words. She seemed offended.

         Your grin turned evil, "Do you want me to rid you from her presence?"

        "Go ahead. But if you make me wait on your return there will be consequences." 

        The girl begin walking away, you smirked, "Oh don't worry. I'll be right back." You put the groceries in the car and followed the naive girl to her car. She was still upset about Slappy saying what he did. You didn't give a shit. The anger about her talking to Master still surged through you. She didn't noticed that you were behind her. She didn't even notice you opening your sharp pocket knife and holding it in your hand.

         "So you think you can talk to Master Slappy do you?" 

         She turned around slowly and gasped at you standing there with the knife. Before she could scream you covered her mouth and pushed her inside the car, you aimed your knife at her throat. Waiting a moment to strike, it gave the girl time to stare into your eyes and beg for mercy. You were already too far gone. You're eyes were a soulless (e/c). You recollected all you learned in Biology to aim at a perfect place at her neck, you cut into the skin violently. A little blood fell out of her neck as she gagged on her blood. It was a lot less messy then if you aimed at an artery. You stared in her eyes as you cut into her neck. The eyes made you a little uncomfortable. You closed her eyes and slashed at her cheek. She was dead as the gagging stopped.

        You climbed out of the car and looked at the blood on your fingers. The sight of the red substance made you both unnerved and relieved. The internal conflict finally drove you into laughter. You busted into violent laughing, looking at the blood. After a while you stopped laughing and looked inside the car, grabbing a piece of clothing and wiping the blood off your knife and fingers, then you covered up the girl's body with the clothing. Closing the car door, you walked back to the car. 

        "There you are. I swear if you're going to keep holding me up everywhere, I'm going to keep you on a leash like the dog you are." He laughed and the car began moving back to the house. You chuckled in response, still shaken up at what you did. It was justifying and horrifying at the same time. You didn't know if it was right or wrong. Concerning you're a slave to a evil Doll you decide not to worry too much on it. 

     (YAY!!! I MADE ANOTHER CHAPTER FINALLY!!! WHOO!! Also as I was doing the first murder scene I realized that maybe I should warn you guys DO NOT I REPEAT DO NOT think killing is okay. I'm only writing about it because writing is better then doing it. Please please PLEASE for the love of god to not take my fanfiction seriously. I do not want to be the cause for a murderer. I mean I read about Jefferey Dahmer, John Wayne Gaycy and Ted Bundy! You don't see me going out and killing. You can do so much more then to kill! You could start a garden, take an anger management class, draw! Just know I love you all. Have a great day)