-Chap 20- Soon to be dead (Part 1)

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Emmett's POV

I sunk down into the couch. The TV was set onto some random 90's cartoon, and I held a beer in my right hand. My left hand remained in my pants, grasping my own member. Ever since that bitch, (Y/n) left, that blonde girl who had came over told everyone about what happened, and no girl has even dared to come near to even giving me a hand job. So, instead of getting someone to touch me, I've been downing liquor 24/7.

With a chug of my beer, I thought of (Y/n). She/he was beautiful. She/he had a nice bod, and she/he was stupid. Since she/he was stupid, it was easy to control her/him... trick her/him. Not going to lie, I was expecting a few more years with her/him. Hell, maybe even marriage and a few kids, just to trap her/him even more. What can I say, she/he was a nice sex toy.

Sighing, I placed my beer on the coffee table in front of me, and I felt my eyes get heavy. Then, they dropped.

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It was cold and eerie. In the distance, the sound of water gushed. I was outside, and I felt a freezing breeze against my back. I felt completely alone, and yet... I don't at the same time. Someone was watching me...

I shoved my hands in my pockets and began to walk forward. The moonlight being my only source of light. Something deep in my stomach had turned sour, and I felt nothing but bitterness in my mouth. Something was not right... I began to walk faster. My heartbeat sped up as I felt a set of eyes on my back. Stopping, I slowly turned around to see a female/male figure.

"(Y-Y/n)? Is that you?" I calmed down.

I let out a chuckle as I thought, "She/he must've missed me."

(Y/n) smirked as I walked towards her/him. Something was different about her/him, she/he was much more confident. I did not like this, not one bit. It's going to be a bitch to handle, but I'm pretty sure I can knock it out of her/his system. I'll just pick on her/his weight or something later. After all, I love my girls/boys submissive.

As I walked to her/him, she/he followed my actions and did the same. Every curve in her/his body moved as she/he walked. She/hs held a seductive look, and she/he held her head up high. I smiled as I finally stood in front o her/him. "Hi, beautiful." I cooed.

She/he said nothing as she/he looked up at me with a smirk. Ignoring this, I said, "Where have you been? I've missed you..."

I placed my hand on her/his waist as I pulled her/he closer to me. She/he remained silent. Forcing a chuckle, I gritted, "Why are you not talking to me?"

She/he giggled.

The smile on my face dropped, as my grip on her/him became tighter. "Answer. Me."

All she/he did was look up at me with a little smirk. Her/his eyes were big and full of curiosity. She/he wanted me to get mad, I could tell just by looking at her/him. She/he only does this to her/himself...

In a quick motion, I raised my hand up in the air and slapped her/him hard across the face. So hard that even my own hand was stinging from the little interaction. I pulled back, swinging my hand back in forth trying to cool it off. "Oof, that was a hard one... Ya know, all you have to do is what I say and then everythi-"

I stopped when I noticed that she/he was still quiet. "(Y/n)?" I turned to her/him.

Her/his hair was in her/his face, and she/he was looking down to the floor. A dark demeanor consumed the area around her/him, the surrounding was filled with a sinister feeling. The disgusting feeling in my stomach was back once more, but much more urgent. This... this was not (Y/n).

"W-who are you?" I stuttered, as I began to back away even more.

Once more, the figure standing in front of me giggled. "I'm your worst nightmare."







(A/n)- I really don't like this chap but it's needed for future chapters...

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