*Chapter 19*

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*Sorry I haven't updated in a while*
*face reveal above*

You were laying in your bed, resting, Ben by your side resting with you. You felt a twitch as you opened your eyes suddenly. "Ben, was that you?" He opened his eyes, "No babe". You felt it again. You sat up immediately. You twitched and laughed demonically as Ben's eyes widened. "Y/n is Gone, you and me Benny boy" You Screeched and rose up into the air.
BENS POV
Y/n rose into the air in the middle of our room. Her neck had turned all the way backwards as she had laughed. That is not Y/n, I thought. I looked at her eyes. Something about them was familiar, like I had known those eyes in another world.
*flashback*
Dad and I were at the lake for a day. I really wanted to be home playing Mojora's Mask. My dad had drank his, what, sixth bottle of whiskey. "Dad, you shouldn't be drinking" I said. "Whatever, twat" he snarled back. I was watching the fish and turtles swim when I heard a twig crack behind me. I looked back and my Dad was there. "Dad? Do you need something" I said. "Yeah, for you to be gone!" and with that he shoved me into the lake. Surprisingly it was really deep. Since I had played so many video games, I forgot how to swim and started to drown. "DAD!" I looked at my dad and he laughed. The last thing I saw were the eyes. I drowned, I heard a chuckle. The Happy Mask man chuckle. "You've met with a terrible fate Haven't you, Ben. Hahahaha"
*End of flashback*
I curled up into a ball and cried. "Ben?" I heard a soft voice say. "No No NO, Go away!" I yelled. "Ben, please. What happened?" It said. I looked up and there was my sweet
y/n. "All I remember is passing out on the bed and waking up down here." She said. "You turned into my demonic dads ghost from Hell. It sent me to the flashback of how I died" I started crying again. "Omg. Babe I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to ma-" "it isn't your fault y/n, my dad is coming back to haunt me... and so is my past"

















TO BE CONTINUED...

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