Bloody Love (T x Jenna)

Chapter 1

*I'm using the guy on the left for what T actually looks like so I don't take credit for this character*
*P.S. T is actually one of my friends characters and my friend decided to ship her Oc and Mine (Jenna), so this is how I'm guessing their story would go*

~Normal POV~

How did I end up in this stupid mess?

That was one of the millions of questions running through my head at the moment as I ran with the stranger in front of me. I was now a delinquent in my own hometown. Just because my parents were murdered. They suspected me for the murder. Yes, I hated my parents, but I would never of killed them. At least, not how whoever did it did. I would've killed them a little less brutally and a little more... Clean. Back to the point. My parents were killed and they suspected me, so they took me into interrogation. They still didn't believe me. So as soon as they started putting the handcuffs on me, this stranger breaks in and kills all of the officers in the room. He comes over to me and grabs my arm and started​ dragging me with him. Leading us to where we are now. Running through the woods.

"Hey, Mr. Stranger. Mind telling me where we're heading?" I asked as I gave him a curious glance. But yet again, he ignored me. By this time, I had enough. "Hey!! Asshole!! Quit ignoring me! Tell me what's going on and where the fuck we're-"

"Can you stop talking and just follow me? It's not that fucking hard." He finally spoke. But with me being my hotheaded self, he wasn't going to get what he wanted.

"What makes you think that I should listen to you?! You're not my mother fucking boss!! At least tell me your name! Or are you not going to-"

"My name is T. And no it doesn't abriviate for a name or anything. T is my real name." He interrupted. He then turned to look at me with a small glare on his face. "Now will you please shut up so we can make a quick and easy escape?" He asked more like demanded. I huffed in annoyance and quickly shut up. He is such a bitch. Is he on his man period or something?

The whole run took a little while longer until we finally came to a halt in front of a small cabin that seemed to be abandoned but not worn down in the slightest. But the downside was that it was in the middle of nowhere. "This is where you will be staying." T stated as he opened to door and lead us inside. He walked me over to the couch and forced me to sit down. Then T walked over to the kitchen and started fumbling around with things in a drawer.

"But where are you going to stay. From the looks of it the house is too fucking small to have more than one bedroom. And I'm not okay with sharing. Especially with a guy that's a complete dick." I responded as I gave him a glare hoping to burn a hole into the back of his head.

He chuckled and turned around, walking back into the living room and placing all sorts of knifes on the table with a loaded gun. "Don't you worry. I won't be living here. Only you will. I'll visit from time to time but that's it. Your on your own from there."

I looked at him, confusion evident on my face. "Why won't you be staying here? Aren't you too afraid of getting caught the cops?" He looked at me and frowned a bit. I waited for an answer and then he sighed.

"This body," T pointed to himself. "Isn't mine. It belongs to a guy named, Toby Rogers, but he goes by Ticci Toby. I'm just another personality that's stuck in his conscience. I only get to come out once in a while."

"What the fuck!?" I exclaimed in surprise. "That is too fucking weird and complicated!" He chuckled in response.

"Yeah, I guess it is." He gave me all the weapons and looked me in the eye before standing up and heading towards the door. "Those are to be used to defend yourself if anyone but me enters this house, okay?" I nodded as I grabbed the gun, a little too overjoyed to have a weapon in my hand. "Now stay in this house and do not leave understood? Until next time." And with that he left closing the door behind him.

I stared at the door for a few more minutes as my smile turned back into a frown. "Woof." I replied as I picked up all the weapons and headed to the bedroom.

The room was decently sized. It had a queen sized bed right in the middle with black sheets and comforters. The pillows also black but with a white design covering the top left corner of it. There was an end table on each side of the bed and a huge waredrobe right across from the bed. I stuffed the weapons in one of the end table drawers and went to the waredrobe. I put on a white tank top and black sweatpants before heading towards the bed and snuggling into the covers.

This is going to be one boring ass stay.

And with that I feel asleep staring out the window and into the beautiful night sky.

Was this too short? I don't really know what you guys prefer but it's only this short because I had no clue what else to write and I have school tomorrow and it's sorta late. Well let me know if you guys like this or not. Again sorry if this character (picture above) is yours... I just thought that it closely fit what my friend wanted him to look like.

P.S. I will try to refrain from doing too many authors notes because I really don't like them when reading stories and I don't know if you like reading them or not so.. I'll just stop doing to many of them.

Well goodbye readers and see you next time!!

Bye.

~Makeira-san​