Beverly held me tight as we walked to her father. I had a knife to back of her head. I so want Tiffany and the kids dead. "Dad?" She asked. "Yes sweet heart?" He answered "I-I need your car" she said trying to sound strong. "What are you talking about do you need to go somewhere sweetie?" He asked satting up and putting his hands on her shoulders. "I need your car for a ride" she said "you ok?" He asked staring into her eyes. "Fine I need the car give me the keys." She said "honey I'll drive you where you need to go?" He asked. "Texas" she answered. His mood changed "we can't go to Texas what's with you?" I wanted to kill her father at the point. She walked away. She shut the door behind her. "If your dad wouldn't take me than mail me to Tiffany" I said sitting on the dresser. "Chucky where does she live?" She asked walking in circles "in Texas I told you" I answered "do you know the house street and number?" She asked " that I'm not sure of" I answered looking down at the ground. "How can you go after someone when you can't tell where they live?" She asked "I know the area and how to get there but not the street number." I said. "Ok I'll look for her name on Facebook" she said "what's her last name Tiffany what?" She asked looking at me. "It's not tiffany it's Jennifer Tilly" I asnwered "Jennifer Tilly?" She asks thinking I was crazy. "Yeah?" I answered "Jennifer Tilly is a famous actress how the hell am I supposed to mail you when Jennifer Tilly has a secret address?" She asked looking angry. "Sorry" I answered "but I need to kill her" I paused and said. "Why do you want to kill her so bad?" She asked "because she's always on my mind!" I answered yelling "it's annoying" I murmured "oh" she answered. "What if I was always on your mind?" She asked "would you kill me too?" She asked looking sad. "No I wouldn't kill you!" I said sating up and putting my hands on her shoulders. "I would never kill you I have no reason" I said making shore she understood. She nodded. She hugged me tight. Her hugs were so tight and hard.
I loved hugging him. I never wanted him to kill me. After a couple hours of talking and hugging. It became night. I got up and changed into my night clothes and cuddled with chucky talking some more. "What your favorite doll?" He asks with his arm around my neck. "You" I answer I yawn for the last time and close my eyes trying to sleep.
That next morning I wake with chucky fast asleep next to me. His eyes closed while his breathing slow like a water from a sink. I smile watching him, today's Sunday my favorite day. I cheeked the time and get dressed for church. I put a bright pink dress. I walk out looking for some high heels to wear. i open the hallway cloest door. inside was a tub filled with shoes. i grabbed a pair of pink high heels and walked back to my room. as i did chucky was still asleep i sat on the bed putting on the heels. watching him, i watched his chest move in and out. he was soft and happy in his dreams. i smiled he moved around laying on his stomach. "Chucky?" I ask. Waiting for a reply "what?" He asks annoyed. "I need to go to church you okay with that?" I asked "I should be" he answers sitting up.
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Chucky
TerrorBeverly loves buying dolls that are said to be haunted. Beverly buys a doll that is said to have the soul of a serial killer. Beverly being depressed and lonely decides to buy the doll. When she does she feels weird around it. One day she finds out...