MOXLEY (A Dean Ambrose serial killer fic/Mature smut content)

Do as I say, not as I do.

All week I had heard nothing from Moxley. Dean hadn't even contacted me about meeting up. He had ignored my texts which wasn't like him. It worried me but I felt it was best to keep distance till Moxley went away. If he planned to eventually go away that was. I had gone to work and acted like nothing had happened. I was suspicious as to why I had heard nothing yet. He hadn't killed again but the copy cat was in full swing. A victim every other day was now showing up and the media was going crazy asking where Moxley was. The only message I had received was an email. Instructions to be at a local park entrance which I was making my way to now. I didn't like the rest of the email. Moxley had lured some women to meet me. A lesbian. He had made a profile using my picture on a dating site and had spoken to this person pretending to be me. This local park had a fair ground currently residing in it. I wasn't to take her there. I was to take her for food and then lure her back to an address that Moxley had given me. The end of the email reminded me what would happen if I didn't do as he said. A threat towards my family and friends which I wasn't going to argue about. I knew he would do it. I knew all too well what Moxley was capable of. During my walk towards the meet up place I had felt nothing but guilt. I thought many times about turning back and going to the cops. I had many scenarios playing out through my head. Somehow warning the victim. Somehow safely getting her out of harms way. I knew Moxley would be watching. I looked around countless times as I made it to the entrance of the park but I couldn't see anyone who matched Moxley's build. I didn't know what he looked like either way. There would be no way of pointing him out in a crowd. I stood waiting for only ten minutes doing my best to remember the details Moxley had given me from their conversations. I would need to know and act like it was me the whole time to pull this off. What the hell was I doing? Was I just as bad and evil as Moxley for doing this? I sure felt like it but fear had crippled me into doing as he told me. Once this was done I'd be an accomplice. I knew that all too well but I couldn't run or hide. He would find me and I'd be killed. I tried to turn my heart cold to the situation. Telling myself repeatedly this woman is a stranger to me, why would she matter? It's to save myself. The guilt wasn't fading even with those forced thoughts.

It wasn't long I had to wait. The woman from the picture I was sent approached me. A smile on her face as he looked my body up and down. I hadn't dressed up. I wasn't making any more of an effort for Moxley's crime and what he was forcing me to do. "Wow! You look more beautiful in person!" I smiled falsely but it was all too awkward. I was straight as can be. I had many gay and lesbian friends but I had never even been curious before. I was going to have to do a lot of acting to pull this off. The thought of using sex to lure her back to the address I was given had me more than anxious. "Hi Lucy" I smiled to her. She had blonde hair. The typical Moxley target minus her genre of sexual choice. Her eyes were blue, a typical girl next door. She looked like a sweet girl which made this ten times harder. I was hoping the girl who would show up was a bitch. That would have made it much easier. She stood in front of me, smiling brightly as she took in my features more. I forced the same smile back, deciding to take charge to make this more believable I Reached out and took her hand. She giggled lightly at my action as I began to walk and lead us to some random burger bar. "You don't hang around do you?" I cringed at her words. I was just wanting to get this over with. I didn't want to spend time getting to know the innocent person I was setting up to be killed. Someone who didn't deserve this but I was allowing it to selfishly save myself and the people I cared about. "I just can't wait to sit down and talk with you" I lied with a false smile. I didn't give her much choice to say anything else as I picked up speed. If anything I was making myself look a bit crazy. Minutes later we was at the burger bar. I wasn't going to a nice restaurant for this. I hadn't the patience to be wined and dined when I knew what was coming later. Taking a seat at a random table Lucy sat down opposite me in the booth.

She smiled happily to me. My guilt right then rose to the point I was unable to speak. The silence between us was probably comfortable for her but it was agonisingly stressful for me. "It's ok to be nervous. I was when I had my first date with another woman" I looked down at the table as she tried to reassure me. Moxley had told this woman that I was a first timer in the lesbian dating world. He told her I had only just come out. God this was going to be hard. The more she smiled reassuringly at me the harder it was not to say anything. "You know, I thought the messages you sent me were really sweet" I looked at her confused. My 'messages'? "The ones you sent me today about how excited you are to meet me?" I realised then Moxley had obviously continued to message Lucy all day but missed out that detail. I faked a smile and nodded, the act begins now I guess. "Sorry about that. It wasn't too much?" I asked her. She smirked and shook her head no. This girl was way too innocent. I could see she had never said boo to anyone in her whole life. Why the hell did Moxley pick her? The waitress came across and we ordered our food. I wasn't really hungry with the sick feeling in my stomach. Lucy ordered a medium cheese burger on it's own. I did the same deciding i'd force myself to eat it. Lucy kept most of the conversation going from this point on. Talking about how she came out, her first ever date with another woman. All the effort she put in the try and help me feel at ease yet she had it all wrong. I wasn't uneasy because of the fake date that she presumed was real. I was uneasy because in under an hour she would be dead. That's if I could get her to come back with me. I had eaten my food and drank my drink a lot quicker than Lucy without realising. I was wanting this over with which was making me rush myself.  She didn't pay any attention to this as she continued to talk and talk while I had zoned out and was just nodding pretending I was listening and paying attention. "So it gets easier, I can promise you that" I looked to her as she waited for any input on my side. What had she said again? I breathed out a heavy breath. Showing my stress without meaning to. "Rachel? Is it being intimate that is making you so nervous right now?" I blinked at her feeling myself cringe at her words. What the hell had I let Moxley get me into here?! I was allowing him to kill the girl while subjecting myself to conversation I knew nothing about. I was so scared i'd slip up and he would kill us both anyway.