Creepypasta ramblings

Wait.

I feel a hand touch my shoulder and I look up to see Hoodie. For a second I laugh. "Purple guy!" Then I start crying even harder. He kneels down next to me. "It's okay, calm down." I just continue to cry. I feel his arms wrap around me. He moves closer to me so there's no space inbetween us. I take a deep breath and try to calm down. When I look at him he stares into my eyes and wipes the tears off my cheeks. "Wow, you really are afraid of the dark." "Shut up." I mutter, almost starting to cry again. "Okay, i'm sorry." "I'm tired." I mumble so quietly I'm not sure anyone could have heard me. "Come on." he quietly says, standing up. Before I can get up, he pick me up. "What are you doing?" I ask. "Shh. Bedtime." "But I sleep on the couch." "You don't think I know that?" he says, walking into the living room. "Why did you carry me then?" I ask. "Because I wanted to." He sets me down on the couch. He puts a blanket over me. "Night, my love." he says, turning around to leave. "Wait, you can't go. I'm stuck here all alone and what if the power goes out. Or what if a murder breaks in..." He gives me an unamused look. "And, and!.." I yell. "...I'm lonely." I mumble. Hoodie sighs. "I'm not supposed to..." He mumbles off. "What?" "I'm not suppose to..." he says louder, still mumbling off. "What are you saying?!" "I'm not supposed to see you!" he yells. "Oh." I quietly say, looking down. "Because of Andrea they want us to stay away for a little bit, to watch her and just for safety reasons." He sees me frowning then sighs again. "Look..." I stare at him. "...maybe I could stay for a little bit, until you fall asleep." "Until morning." I barder. "I can't." I look at him with puppy dog eyes. "Plz." He paces for a few seconds. "Fine. Until morning. But that's it." I light up and hug him. He lightly pushes me away. "Go to sleep." I roll my eyes and lay down. "What'll you do?" I ask. "Sit here until morning." "You could sit here." I say, motioning to the couch. "You're sleeping there." "So?" "It's a small couch." "So?" Hoodie puts his face in his hand. "What did I get myself into?" He sits on the couch by my feet.
"I'm cold." I say awhile later. "Where do you have more blankets?" "We don't have anymore." "Ashley." "What?" He mutters to himself. Then he moves towards me and lays next to me on the small couch. "Will you go to bed now?" he asks. "Yes." He puts his arm over me and I fall asleep. So close to him I can hear him breathing. And so close I can feel his heartbeat.
Andrea's POV
I woke up feeling sluggish and dead. There was also a voice in the back of my head nagging me 'Go and kill that human girl.' 'We need blood dearest.' 'How about your boy toy, he'll be as damaging to your heart as well.' I shook my head feeling like if i didn't give in, my mind would explode. "Andrea, you're up." I looked over to see Jeff "Screw off." I mumble, looking away. "Well you're in a bad mood." "No dip, now go before I stab you." I growl, then the door closed. "I look at my hands, and see them covered in blood. I blink, and it's gone. "The hell?" I wonder aloud, before deciding to get some more sleep.
Dream
There's blood everywhere. I'm in my house. Laughing like a lunatic holding a knife, and a paintbrush. "There dead, both of them dead." I was laughing even harder now, tears slipping from my eyes. "My Best friend and Boyfriend are dead." I stopped laughing, and started crying. Realizing that I had killed them both. And their bodies might be in this house still. It darkens and now i'm standing on a stool, rope around my neck.
End dream
I woke up screaming, right before i'd started to hang. "I'm not a killer like that. I would never kill them." I started sobbing, hands on my face as the tears flowed. "I'd kill myself if i did that true, but why would I kill them?" I ask looking at my hands, as again blood was on them.