Creepypasta ramblings

A date and misconseptions

Ashley's POV
Hoodie drags me through the woods to our date. "Slow down." I tell him, almost hitting a tree branch. "We're almost here!" he says, speeding up. I look up to see a literal cheesecake store. "Dude." He smirks at me. "Let's go!" he says, pulling me in the doors. It looks like a normal restaurant but with cheesecakes as far as the eye can see. Hoodie takes me to a table near the back. Then he gets up to go get cheesecake and leaves me alone. Next thing I know, some guy walks up to me. "Hey pretty lady. How bout me and you share a cheesecake?" I try really hard not to laugh. "I'm seriously getting hit on. In a cheesecake store. A freaking cheesecake store." I mumble to myself. "What's that?" he asks. "Nothing, now please get away from me before you die." The guy starts laughing until Hoodie sits down next to me. He evilly stares at the guy until he walks away. Then he hands me a fork and starts happily eating cheesecake like nothing happened. "You are a really weird guy." I say before digging in. While eating, we talk about our interests and disinterests like people would do on a normal date. We actually have a lot in common and it was really fun.
After we finish the cheesecake, we go for a walk in a park. Hoodie throws rocks at squirrels as we talk more. "So how long have you been, ya know, killing people and stuff?" I ask. He chuckles. "Best question for a first date ever." "Yeah, this is a weird first date. I can't believe I got hit on at a cheesecake store." Hoodie goes silent. "Yeah, that was fun, watching that guy try to steal my girl." I stop and look at him with my head slightly turned to the side. "Excuse me? Your girl? Wow, you must be really confident." Hoodie shrugs and throws a rock at a squirrel.
When the sky starts to get darker and we see lightning, we decide to head home before it rains. We're almost home when the wind starts to blow really heavily and it starts to drizzle. We run home. By the time we get there, we're soaking wet and laughing. I see her note and read it. It makes me laugh. There's no signs she's gone so I go upstairs to find her. "Andrea!" I call, ignoring her request to be quiet. I hear the floor creak in her room and walk over to her door. I swing it open without knocking and see Helen standing there. Then I see Andrea passed out on the bed.
Andrea's POV
I love my friend I really do, but when I finally get sleep after two to four weeks and she and my boyfriend are having a 'quiet' argument, i wanna strangle them "Why do you have her coat and knife. Also why's it all covered in blood." Ash whisper yelled. "She asked me to bring her coat and knife back. And she hasn't washed them yet. I would never kill her." "And how about ya'll get the hell out of my room, before I slaughter you both." I groaned, holding my head. 'Great, a f'ing migraine' I thought watching the pair bolt out of my room. I flopped down, listening the to argument turn to more friendly talk. I'm honestly happy Ashley can be friends with the Pastas, as long as she doesn't have her monthly life crisis/depression. 'Yeah, and you need to get rid of the migraine or we stay.' "Who the hell are you?" I quietly ask 'Voices in yer head, stupid.' "Oi, i'm not stupid!" 'Beg the differ. You can't even see the grave you've dug your friend. She's special. And we're sure slender's noticed you are as well...' "I don't care, i'll protect her with my life. Special or not." I begin to feel light headed. This has never happened to me before. 'We'll leave you alone for a few. Sweet dreams. Killer.' I winced as a sharp pain ran into my head. I know what i've gotten into, i've been sentenced to a world of guilt and regret. "Aw well. I've been cursed my entire life to be tied with them. My whole family line has been." I mumbled before slipping my head under my pillow, falling asleep.