Before I start this I'm just clarifying that this is a part two of the one shot I made in the Thanksgiving special. So anyway.... hope you enjoy! I also just realized that I've been spelling "Delirious" wrong. I've been spelling it "D-E-L-E-R-I-O-U-S" so yeah... fuck my entire existence.
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Damn this cut is hurting. Everytime I move my body the cut on my waistline stings like a mother fucker.
I haven't seen the Delirious guy since the incident. Hopefully I never see him again. 'Cause if everytime we meet he cuts me, I don't like that idea.
Tonight I'm working late again at the bar. It's always so loud that I usually have terrible migraines afterwards.
"Hey babe. Can I get a paradise mix?" A voice asks from behind me. I turn around with a smile and nod my head at the gentleman that ordered.
I swiftly prepare his drink before handing it to him with a smile.
Soon my shift was over and I found myself walking the familiar path to my house. I grab my keys and unlock the door to my house.
It's a relatively good size for a rental home.
I walked upstairs into my bedroom and started to change. I grabbed a pair of shorts and a T-shirt before slipping them on.
When I opened my bedroom door, a blue hooded figure stood there with a hockey mask on.
I screamed and fell to the ground in fright.
No. He can't be here. Not again.
"What do you want?" I asked bitterly. The man, Delirious (shite) crouched down to my level and grabbed my chin.
"It's not what I want. It's what I need, darling. I need you. I watch you everyday. It's just a matter of time until I can have you all to myself." He said lowly.
I gulped and crawled backwards, away from him.
"Dear, don't try to run from me. You will give in soon enough." Delirious whispered quietly.
"I'm not yours. Why do you even 'want' me?" I ask. Delirious looks at me with blue eyes.
"You are beautiful in my eyes (Y/N). You are the only one I have ever wanted."
"I am not beautiful. I'm just plain okay? Now just leave me alone!" I shout. The masked man quickly grabs my face between his hands, forcing my to look upon him.
"I will never leave you alone. You are mine. And no matter what you say nothing can change that. I will love you until the day I die." He growled out. I glared at the man and spit in his face.
"Really? I thought you were classier (Y/N)." The man said while chuckling.
"I'm about as classy as my attitude. Which sucks." I say smirking. The man pulls the mask up quickly and smashes his lips on mine.
I push him away from me.
"Soon my dear. You will give in. You will be mine."
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And cut! I am dun. Yes it's short. Just like your dick. Sooooo. Yeah. Hope you liked it. If anyone would like to request a one-shot go ahead. I'm all in for it.
As always
Stay fruity
-DAB
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Vanossgaming Crew One shots
Fanfic**Trigger Warning** There will be self harm in this book, along with suicide and such. This book contains happy, sad, and weird one shots. Requests are always open until I state that they are not. I may write smut in the future but as of now it's...
