-Next Morning-
The very next morning,you woke up with a splitting headache. Then,suddenly. You had a vision of remembering what had happened last night. You remembered some visions of you getting some milk,and next thing you know you heard a voice coming from the basement and saw Oliver talking to a dead body but there were several body bags in the basement.
You try not to take it in too much or else your headache will be more than a pain. You heard humming coming from the hallway and to see the doorknob is twisting,and it opened itself up to see Oliver holding a tray of breakfast in his hand.
You began to shake all sudan out of fear. You screamed loudly as possible and quickly ran out of the bedroom door,pushing Oliver out of the way. You hurried over to the basement to see there were real body bags in the basement,and a dead body. You were not dreaming at all.
It was real.
Oliver came downstairs,and he hadn't even bothered to clean up the evidence that is right in front of you. He chucked,then it turned into a giggling manic.
"Oh dear,it seems my darling remembers. Yeah,it isn't a surprise. Yes,I killed people but they deserve to die. They were looking at my version of you,and tried to steal them away from me,so I had an idea..why not just kill them in my basement and tortmate them until they don't feel any more pain!" he shouts,and giggles.
Glass was shattered,the glass hit Oliver's face.
Oliver gasps,as he drops the tray onto the floor. He looked straight at you,and his eyes turned mix colors,Oliver is pissed.
RUN!
You quickly try to attempt to run away from Oliver,but he blocked your path and grabbed your arm,and twisted your arm causing it to break your bones. He held you in place,as the both of you were standing,you screamed loudly as possible due to the pain.
"Do you really hate me this much...? Do you think choosing to run was a good option,dear. No. You are sorely mistaken." he said.
You were squirming,and struggling to get out of his strong grip but it was impossible.
"Now,will you behave and just listen to me for once! You were doing good sweetheart but you messed up...!" he said as he shouted at you.
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You,and Oliver are now in the kitchen,and he decided to banged you up,and it magically healed up your entire arm then he removed it,and smiled.
"See,it's like a pain was never there,now let's eat breakfast and today we go out but not at the park." he said sweetly,and kindly.
You were terrified,and looked at Oliver.
"Don't need to be scared,darling. You are in safe hands." he said.
He went over to the cabinet and grabbed some items to cook some breakfast for the both of you. You went over to the diner chair,and sat there. You waited for Oliver's cooking,and once you were served,you were having three stacks of pancakes and butter this time.
"Now eat,darling."
You listened to Oliver,and started eating your pancakes as Oliver watched you.
"Do you hate me...?" he asked.
You refused to respond.
"Do you Hate me?!" he repeated.
You quickly shook your head,and spoke;
"No! I don't hate you,Oliver."
"Now,let's go and meet some friends of mine. I hadn't visited anyone in a long while. I bet you'll like them,but a reminder,they are dangerous." he said.
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2p!England x Reader
FanfictionYou! Yes you! You are asked to be with England aka Arthur Kirkland,to perform magic but,suddenly,you were accidentally transportation to somewhere else. But where? That's where you are introduced to a man who smell like bubblegum,his name is Olive...