FEAR! FEAR! FEAR! (Diabolik Lovers Fanfic)

-fear

a/n: credits for the picture

Ever since I stayed in this sad village without even the daylight seeping in.  I've always been scared what's in the dark.

Ghosts, Vampires, Monsters, Ghouls, Banshees, Demons.

Everything traumatized me especially when the kids around the block keep reading and bullying me that monsters were really real.

I can't trust anybody though.

Humans can be monsters as well, but with a heart and brain, and blood flowing all over their body.  They're scariest kind of monsters.

The clock strikes twelve, its vibrating loud sound striking thrice, gathering forth the minutes and all the hours passed by, turning time into a new day.

Suddenly, someone knocked on my door, which no ever knocked on except for the landlady.

I ambled towards it but before I was trying to turn the knob, the door opened revealing the angry landlady outside my door.

"Hey brat, when are you going to pay your rent?!  It's been 2 weeks past the deadline!,"  she screams as if we were on top of the mountains.

I was out of money due to the tuition fees I had to pay for school and sheesh, can she ever wait?  I'm just a high school student living alone in this run-down apartment.

"Oba-chan, I can pay it until next week, please give me a chance,"  I pleaded with my utmost sincerity. 

Well, would I give up my one and only shelter?

"Listen kid, I am busy and you're already part of the people who'll pay rent, but I cannot give you empathy on deadlines.  You also gotta know your responsibility," she says, and does have a point. 

But what am I supposed to do?  Sell my kidney or something just to pay rent. 

I kept silent because I chose not to speak, I don't know how could I solve this problem.

"Hey kid,"  she hollered.  "How about staying at this mansion I know, you can stay there.  I heard it's empty and no one bothers to sell it, you can live there.  You just gotta adjust there, that's all."

Me, living in a mansion all alone?  NO WAY.

1.  I'm scared living inside a big mansion all by myself.

2.  That deal doesn't even make sense.

3.  Who knows what's inside there, like maybe a Freddy Fazbear or a Chica pops out in the middle of nowhere. 

4.  I'd die alone there.  Ohmygosh no.

I can't accept the offer though.  I mean it's kind of her, but no, effin' no.

"I'm sorry but I can't accept the offer,"  I hesitated but she got a bit mad than before.  Her eyes glaring at me with open hot fire, it's so scary.

...

I was then kicked out by force, because it seems obvious that the landlady hates me, or maybe has a hidden grudge or something.

I'm now alone in a town in the middle of dawn, pulling my luggage wherever I may go.

I can't even cope with the surroundings because everything here is scaring me, and it's so cold, the fear inside me makes me even colder.

Then a hair-shrieking sound comes from the crows halting me as I stay still freezing, as the fear spreads, eating my heart out.

But I ran away because I can't die like this, but I'm scared.

And not knowing where I might end up, I wish I could find the mansion soon.