Say Amen (Robert)

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Thank you for request, headlandmudder2002 & also I'm sorry, 'cause it's shit.
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It's Friday, 6:30 in the morning as I get up and head to the bathroom. I  took off my pyjamas and look in the mirror. I see my bare chest and I  see that something is missing since few days. There should be a key. The  necklace with a key on it. Now it's gone and I can't believe I  mishandled the opportunity to get it. I got ready and drove to work,  taking with me my brother - Jeffrey.

Every look at my upper body and  seeing the key's gone or placing my hand to my sternum and not feeling  it's there brings me down everyday. I went to my office and was about to close the door, but then appeared my boss himself - Matthias. I tried to act a little enthusiastic.

"Hey Matt. Something I can do for you?" then I noticed a girl behind him.
"This is (Y/n), I'd like you to guide her around the office." he said as he slightly pushed her folwards.
"Alright." I said and he walked away. I looked at (Y/n). Man... she was pretty.
"So hi..." I started akwardly.
"Hi there." she said with her little squeaky voice.
"Uh, my name's Robert. Shall we start our trip?" she nodded and we went ahead.

I've started liking her. Like a lot. Thinking about her was helping me forget about the key. When we passed the last office my chest started to burn. I tried not showing it, but then I felt like I was going to throw up. Jeff was chillin' in the corridor, so I asked him, if he could show (Y/n) the rest of the studio. He agreed, took her hand and they headed downstairs. I ran to the bathroom and throw up.

I looked at the mirror, scratching the itchy burning place on my torso... where the key should be.
"Why? Why now, in front of some pretty girl?" I whispered. But then something hit me. Burn in the chest = key is near. I practically jumped out of the bathroom and started searching throught the rooms.

I couldn't believe I found it finally. It was just casually laying in one of the offices. How did it get here? Doesn't matter. What matters is that I got this. I wore it on my neck and hid under the shirt. I felt new power absorbing me.

"Dude, you seem very happy. What's up?" I turned around and saw Jeff with (Y/n). The girl was pale, eyes getting red.
"Are you alright, (Y/n)? You look exhausted."
"I am and that's weird. It came out of the sudden." Soon it actually ended up me driving her home.

We got there, but before she left the car I caught her sleeve. "Hey (y/n), when you will feel better... would you like to come over to my place someday?"
"To like... have some fun?" She asked innocently. I smirked.
"Reading my thoughts."
"I'll let you know this evening, k?"

She gave me her phone number and I gave her my address. She left the car and headed straight to her apartment. I drove back to mine, Jeff and Cam were at the sleepover in the neighborhood. So that means I'm alone. I decided to take a shower. Instead of water humming I heard some steps. Oh no.

I grabbed my phone and checked the calendar.  April 21st, the Saturday night. I'd totally freak out if I wouldn't find that key. Thankfully I did. Today's day was a dangerous game for me. I left the bathroom slowly opening the door, but with no hesitation. And as expected I saw sth around 7 intruders in masks that looked kinda like "Augers" from the night trap.

 And as expected I saw sth around 7 intruders in masks that looked kinda like "Augers" from the night trap

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I smirked evilly knowing that when I have the key I'm the king and they have no chances. I buttoned my shirt and slipped the key underneath it. Then I got a message from (y/n).
"See ya at 11 p.m." It was about few minutes.
"Make it 30." I replied and put my phone in the drawer. Then I clapped to get back their attention and fixed my hair.
"Wassup fuckers?" Then the hell started.

*time skipped*
I walk around the house, tripping over dead or half-dead bodies. Kitchen's a total ruin, living room looks like there has been a tornado and half of the walls in house was painted red and smelled blood. Oh crap, what do I say when Chris and Jeff will come back? Then I heard the doorbell. (Y/n).

I let my lovely date inside. I forgot about the mess and she seemed like she didn't care either. We danced a little. Her face was super close to mine. And I loved it. She recovered from that thing, whatever happened to her in the office. We dragged each other to the living room, where the one thing that was untouched was the armchair. I playfully pushed her on it, so she sit down. I unbuttoned my shirt and throw it away.

(Y/n)'s POV:
I was going to enjoy this date. I thought at least. Then Rob pushed me on the armchair and threw his shirt away. There was MY key on HIS neck. My eyes lighten up in anger. So he was the one that stole it, worth all my energy. Oh he won't get away with this.

I kicked him on the coconuts. He collapsed on his knees and after a few more punches in the face he stayed on the ground, unconscious. Now I kinda turned my attention to the surroundings - there was sth about 30 dead bodies of the intruders all over the place.

Thankfully I've been invited here- if I would've stayed at home they would've gotten me there. And without a key I'd be a ragdoll in fight. I ripped the key off the Rob's neck and wore it on mine. His chest started turning red and his face was expressing like he was in pain in his coma. Good. Feel the burn you left me with in the office before.

Rob's POV;
"(Y/n), why? WHY? Whywhywhy? (Y/n)..." I mumbled as the unbearable pain was pulsing in my lower body. She actually could have been my girlfriend. What have I done wrong? The key... wait. No. Is that... she can afford it too, can't she? Fuck.

(Y/n)'s POV:
I walked out of the apartment. Now it's time to head to my place, the intruders probably got in there either, trying to hunt all the people who can afford the key. Let's get back there and "clean" a little bit. I wore my headphones on and played some Panic! at the disco on my way home. It will help me concentrate and prepare for the bloody turmoil that gonna be in my bedroom soon.
"Good night, Robby. Good, Saturday night."

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