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Creepypasta Apocalypse

South Jordan, Utah was a ghost town.

All the stores and restraunts were empty and old.

It was hard to believe that it's only been a week.

Emma sat in front of a heater, shivering under a blanket, eyeing the outside.

Why did it happen? Why did they have to be provoked?

Her wallow talkie sounded and she turned it on. "E-Emilie??"

"Yah?"

"W-where are you?"

"Draper."

Emma looked at the time and began to pack a bag, putting on a hoodie and then her back pack.

"I'll be over to pick you up soon."

"No, I'll come to you. Draper is a few hours away."

"Emma, I have a car, I'll just drive over. Besides, I need to get supplies to."

"Too late." She said, getting on a motorcycle and starting it up, speeding away.

Wait, she didn't know how to drive a motorcycle. But it was easy to learn. She ended up arriving at a huge house in the mountains.

She stopped and went in.

Both front doors were locked. Should probably have a better chance with a backdoor considering that was where the driveway led.

Emma went there and looked.

It was the dining room, and inside was the smell of something cooking.

She went in and to the kitchen, smiling. "Smells great."

Emilie smiled at her "You think? I just threw stuff together."

"Yeah!" She took off the helmet and tossed it onto the couch.

She smiled and served herself and Emma. "We need to go scavenging." She sighed.

"Let's do that in the morning. It's less dangerous to do it then then at night." She suggested, nodding her head in thanks and slurping up some soup.

Emilie nodded "Yah. You can sleep in any bedroom." She said getting a spoon.

She nodded and slurped down the rest of her soup then put the bowl in the sink.

"Also, feel free to shower too." She smiled a bit. "The master bath actually has a Jacuzzi bathtub."

Emma nodded. "That's is EXACTLY something I need right now." She went to the bathroom and began to undress, but as she did she had the feeling someone was watching her.

There was a window, but it was fogged over.

She shook her head and undressed as she turned on the water and the jacuzzi. Emma took of her shirt before getting that feeling again, slowly looking to the window.

There was another window on the other side, but because the house was built into a mountain, someone would actually have to be on the ledge of the building to watch her.

She shook her head and then got into the bath, the warm water beginning to relax her tense muscles. "This places gives me the creeps..." She muttered to herself as she began to wash.

It was a big house with a rich vibe. At least she could relax.

After her bath and time to relax, she dried off and put on some sports pants, a sports bra and then a shirt.

The beds were supposed to be amazing with a memory foam mattress.

She sighed and went to her room, and laid down, tossing her bag aside and setting her radio and pocket knife on the bedside table then pulled up the covers when the feeling came around again. Emma went to the window and opened it, looking around.

It was that pasta following her. He wouldn't do anything but watch. Somehow he thinks that she has potential.

She thought and then went back into her room before coming back to the window, leaving a bowl of soup.

For a guy who is known as "the killer" he didn't really care about killing her.

"I know you're nearby. I'll give you this for the night if you'd like some. And.... Thanks for not killing me all this time." Emma said, smiling slightly and looking out into the forest, not even realizing she made eye contact with him.

When she went away, he took the soup.

Emma went to bed and fell asleep, leaving the window open.

Jeff looked at her and swallowed it all.

It was odd how nice she was in a time like this.

He smiled a bit. He liked it. She was so much nicer than her friend who tried to shoot him.

"And you call ME a perv when I watch girls sleep, ya hypocrite..." Ben mumbled, glitching over to Jeff and nudging him.

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Yah, you are a perv, you steal underwear."

He stood there sniffing a pair of panties before looking at him. "No I don't. I borrow them and never give them back."

"You do realize those belonged to a trans woman, right?" Jeff said with a grin.

Ben made a face and tossed it, then glitched away, looking like he was gonna barf.

And that's when Jeff realized the bed was empty.

Jeff sighed and put the bowl on the window sill.

"And where do you think YOU'RE going?" Emma said, standing behind him, folding her arms.

Why was it cute?! He smiled a bit "Okay, complements to the chef." He joked. "Thanks."

She smiled and nodded. "I can share some more tomorrow if you'd like." Emma offered, rubbing her arm slightly.

Jeff smiled back "I look forward to it."

She nodded and waved, climbing back into the house through the window and gave him a smile, waved once more and then closed the window.

He smiled and walked off.

Emilie sighed and got herself a drink of water, leaning over the kitchen island while looking out the window. It seemed pretty quiet up here.

She yawned and went to the stairs and went down to the basement and turned on the lights, revealing another living area.

When she found this place, it wasn't as clean as it was now that she had taken some time into it.

She set her drink down and tidied up. She didn't just find this place. It was her grandparents. Her GREAT grandparents.

She sighed and sat down in one of the big chairs and grabbed a book to read.

The lights began to glitch before they went out.

She pulled out a flashlight.

It flickered a bit but worked.

Maybe something happened with the fuse box? She shook her head. The fuse box wouldn't affect her flashlight. But maybe it was effecting the lights in the house. But then again, it's a flashlight. It's not connected to the house, and yet it seems to be going out after she changed the batteries.

A sudden chuckle resonated from the tv which began to glitch.

She got up and noped out of the basement.

A hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a body. A cold and wet body. "Where do you think you're going, sweet heart?~"

She shivered and punched the guy in the nose and got out of there. "NOPE!

He grit his teeth and smirked, glitching to her. "Wow you really pack a punch huh- ouch!" He held his nose, groaning. "Damnit I think you broke it..."

She made fingerguns "that's the point." She got to a room with no electricity.

He blushed a bit and watched her walk away. "H-huh...."

She left her underwear drawer open.

He eyed it and thought. "Hmm...." Ben walked over and reached in, pulling out a bra and looking at the size, eyes going wide.

36DDD. Bigger than Kim K.

He swallowed, cheeks turning red. "N-no freaking way..." Like, is that too much to hold? How is it possible?

He shook his head and popped his nose back into place before glitching to her.

She screamed like a banshee and tried to defend herself.

He kept glitching away from her punches and kicks over and over until he grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the wall. "Hey! Chill!"

She looked at him and nodded, not talking.

He sighed. "If I let you go will you PROMISE not to scream or run OR fight back?"

She nodded.

Ben let her go and took some steps back.

She did nothing but be awkward.

"So uh...." He thought for a second and eyed her bust. 'Oh, nice.' (0////0)

"Eyes up here." She said covering them barely with her arms by folding them.

He nodded and looked back up. "S-sorry I uh.... Ugh, god damnit." Ben turned around and face palmed himself.

Emilie made a face and just watched him.

This guy looked like Link... She liked Link.

She looked at him some more. This dude was Ben Drowned. And he was BLUSHING and EYEING her BUST. She tried not to smile, that fact boosting her ego.

He inhaled and then exhaled, turning back to her. "I apologize for my rudeness."

"It's alright." She said with a small smile.

He blushed more and looked away. That's when she realized the "problem."

"Hey, what you did earlier, you shouldn't have done that." She said before leaving, mentally fist bumping that she got to use his catchphrase.

Ben lost it and nose bled, falling backwards and fainting.

Emilie grinned and went to her room for the night.

After a while he suddenly glitched to her room, holding a tissue to his nose only for it to bleed more.

She did t hear him or see him so she was just changing.

He froze and turned away, trying to not die from blood loss.

She turned out the light and went to bed.

And he just watched her sleep. All night long. Yah, he was a creep.

She began to stir around 6. Not knowing why the bed was wet. She felt an arm on her waist and looked behind her.

It was Ben! Asleep and partially naked...

She looked at him. Why was he only in his tights? WHY? Well she soon saw why.

She looked away and got out of bed and looked at herself. 'If he raped me in my sleep I swear he'll meet a terrible fate.'

Well he didn't.

She got ready for the day and left to scavenge, leaving a note for Emma.

Emma woke up a few hours later and saw the note, opening it.


"Dear Emma,

Went out to scavenge and do shop lifting. Don't worry, I brought the sawed off shotgun.

-Emilie."


She sighed and set down the note. "I think I'll just look around outside."

It was the annual Zombie horde, thriller dancing through the streets.

She just watched.

It was really weird. Something that would definitely get meemed.

Emma couldn't help but laugh slightly as she watched.

As long as she didn't get close to them, they wouldn't eat her. But man. It was weird.

A group of people who were kidnapped were being held in a basement, getting picked off one by one for their organs.

One of these victims was a thin and pale girl chained to the wall.

A guy in a grey hoodie, black pants and a blue mask was leaned over a body of a young woman, digging around in her gut as she screamed in agony.

She looked away and did her best to curl into a ball. She didn't want to be eaten alive. She cried softly, just wanting to go home.

There was a sudden snap as the guy twisted the girl's head, breaking her neck and killing her instantly.

She cringed and made her 'ball' tighter.

Footsteps began to slowly walk over to the group, the guy eyeing everyone and then stopping in front of her.

This was it. She was gonna die. She cried harder, fighting the chains
that kept her arms above her head. She stopped and bowed her head, giving up.

He looked down at her and crouched down to her level, changing the chains to hand cuffs and then picking her up.

She just let him do it, accepting her fate as his next meal.

He took her to a separate room. A bedroom.

She looked up and sniffed, not understanding what was happening.

He set her down and chained her wrists to a long chain that was connected to the wall. He then went to a closet and began to look around in it.

She just watched him.

He came back with an.... oddly clean short dress and laid it on the bed. He looked up to her and spoke finally, voice deep and oddly entrancing. "Change into this."

She looked at it and then and him and nodded.

He turned around and stood there, waiting.

She began to take her clothes off but it a small problem with the sleeves.

She yelped, her dress falling to the ground, leaving her exposed.

He didn't seem to mind as he eyed her slightly and then give her the dress.

She quickly put it on quickly.

He heard the zipper zip up on her dress and turned to look at her.

It fit her perfectly, hugging her curves.

He licked his lips under his mask and nodded. "This is where you will be staying now."

She nodded "o-o-ok-k-kay." Her voice was high, soft and light.

He looked back to her as he stood at the door, captivated by how beautiful she looked. She was definitely a good choice for a mate.

He left and came back with some kidneys, setting them down in a bowl and then leaving again.

She took one and hesitantly bit into it.

It was nasty.

She swallowed and set it down, wiping her hands on the bloody carpet. She got on the bed and laid on it.

It was so soft and comfy, much more better than the cold and hard floor.

She nuzzled a pillow and began to drift off.

That guy.... what did his face look like? She imagined him with different faces before sleeping.

EJ woke in his room, letting out a yawn.

The girl's hand was on his chest, her head on his arm and shoulder. She was sleeping on him.

He tensed up a bit. When did this happen?! He must have chained her to his room.

Her pale arm was bare, having to wear a strapless dress.

He swallowed. Was. Was that a bruise below her collar bone? 'No way.... DID I DO THAT?!' He thought, panicking slightly on the inside. Nononono. They were both fully dressed.

He got out of the bed and went to the door. Should he just have his way with her? They aren't even the same species. He had to woo her! Make him be the object of her affection!

He thought and thought when he had an idea. That recipe for the water-balloons.

He went to the basement and to his "lab".

Once she got hit with one, she'd be horny for the first man she sees.

He made one and went to his room to see her up and still chained.

She was making the bed.

He held the balloon and swallowed, thinking this over. Was this really his only option? He looked down at it and sighed.

She looked up at him and backed up a bit. He looked angry.

He popped the balloon. It got ALL over him.

The smell reached his nose and he stumbled back from the strong scent.

Oh no. He saw her. And she smelled GOOD.

He hissed slightly and made his way over to her.

She backed up.

He went to her, cornering her. EJ reached for her, licking his lips.

She pressed into the corner.

His hands went to her hips and pulled her into him as he lifted his mask a bit, only showing his lips as he began to kiss at her neck.

She made a noise out of shock. Wait, was that a second tongue?

She made another noise and tried to push away but had no effect, being weak from lack of fuel.

He lifted her up and tossed her onto the bed, climbing onto her.

She yelped and bounced a bit.

He leaned down, face inches from hers.

She looked at him, breathing heavily.

"You smell so nice...." He hissed lowly, leaning down and kissing her neck.

She made a small sound and tried to burry herself into the bed.

His body felt so warm.

She shivered, not knowing what to feel.

He laid on her and panted, suddenly controlling himself.

She was okay with this.

LJ stood outside a circus tent, bored out of his mind.

Across the street was a 5 Star hotel.

But he had work tonight.

He just had to go after survivors. There might be survivors in there.

He sighed and went to work.

Well it turned out that he was going to the five star hotel anyway.

He went in and did his thing.

So many died. And then. There was the kitchen.

As he got closer, the smell of something cooking reached his nose. 'Eh?'

Why would anyone be cooking in the middle of the apocalypse?

He went to the kitchen and peered in.

There was only a short chef.

He grinned and hid.

On the table next to her was the carcass of a boar. It looked fresh. She looked like an easy target. LJ watched her.

She was just cooking, leaving herself vulnerable.

He snuck up to her and grinned. "Hello there."

She stopped chopping and turned to look at him. IT WAS A FREAKING GRINNING CLOWN!! She looked up at him "what do ya want?" She asked unfazed."

"I couldn't help but follow the wonderful scent of food you're preparing~"

She stayed the same. "You're not answering the question."

"Yes I did."

She blinked "okay, I asked what you want, and you said that you followed the smell food. If you want something to eat, you can just say that."

He stood there and blinked as well. "No I'm not hungry I'm just here to do a job. To kill you." LJ said, matter-of-fact-ly.

She thought for a bit and smiled "there's my answer." She shanked him in the gut with a giant kitchen knife.

His eyes widened a bit and he grinned, grabbing her wrists. "You think that will take me down so easily?" LJ's arms wrapped around hers and he flung her into a wall.

She threw skillet at his head, getting boiling oil on his face.

LJ yelled in pain, covering his face with his hands. "You B***H!"

Lielie got pissed and hit him in the back of the head with it. HARD.

His body tensed and he fell over.

She breathed heavily and picked him up with an arm and threw him out of the kitchen. So annoying... She went back to the food she was making. She hated it when people came into her kitchen.

LJ laid out in the hall. He got beat up by a 4'9 girl. She was going to be fun to kill.

He chuckled in his slightly unconscious state. What a crazy cook.

Jeff watched Emma compete for food.

She had been out for the past 5 hours trying to get something, even if it was small. She entered a grocery store and snuck around, making it to a canned preservatives isle and began to grab can after can after can, shoving them into her backpack.

There weren't many cans. There were a lot of organic foods though.

She walked over to them, stepping over objects lying on the floor, trying not to make noise.

From the things on the ground, this place was inhabited by raiders.

And Emma knew how violent the could get if she was spotted. She slowly picked up a few fruits and put them in her back pack, hurrying to the exit.

She got out safely, past pile of dirty mattresses.

She huffed and smiled, taking out an apple and walking over to a rushing river to clean in.

The area around her was peaceful.

She bit into the apple and sighed. "I wonder how that guy is doing...."

Jeff cannon balled into the river.

Emma gasped and got up, wiping water off her face.

She smiled slightly. "Hey! Catch!" She picked up another apple and tossed it to him.

He got it in his Mouth.

She laughed and clapped, sitting back down. "Nice!" She laughed and took off her boots and rolled up her pant legs, sticking her feet in.

It was cold.

But it felt so nice on her burning and aching feet. She winced slightly and groaned. "I need to find some better shoes for hiking and running..." Emma said to herself, mentally noting it.

He looked at her "really?

She nodded, rubbing her foot.

"Heh, from where?" She asked, watching him swim over.

He got out. "A shoe store."

"Well no durh, Sherlock." She muttered, rubbing her feet more.

"So let's go."

"I'd rather rest my feet for a bit, they're killing me."

"I can carry you." He offered.

"Oh, no thanks." She said, putting her hands up a bit in objection.

He nodded "Alright."

She smiled and sighed, rubbing her feet.

He sat next to her and looked at the water.

It was odd how even in the rushing water, her reflection was as clear as day.

"So its just you and your friend?"

She nodded. "Yeah. We were kicked out of a group of raiders because the leader thought I was trying to steal her husband away from him. And mind you, this leader and her husband are OLD." Emma said, shuddered.

He laughed "really?"

She nodded.

"That's annoying"

"I know." She sighed and stood up, drying off her feet and then put her socks and boots back on.

He stood "you ready?"

She nodded and put on her backpack. "Yeah."

He smiled and walked her down to a shoe store.

They walked in and began to look around. "Hmm..." Emma picked up a pair of thick high heal boots and tried them on.

Too high.

She huffed and looked around a bit more before getting the right boots.

They were so comfy!

She put them on and tossed her old boots in her backpack and took out a map and compass. "Now where...."

She was half a mile from the house.

"Ah there it is." She put the map in her pocket and the compass in her boot. "Well I guess I should..... Go...." Emma looked around, not seeing Jeff.

He left to do his job.

She frowned a bit and sighed, heading back to the house. As she walked, something in her gut told her to not move any closer. She took a few more steps, slowing to a stop.

A zoomed past where she'd be if she was still walking.

She gasped and tensed up, going pale a bit. 'Holy hell...'

It was clear to go.

She got home safely.

Emma walked in and began to put the foods away.

They'd need to start a garden.

She put the fruits in the fridge and the cans in the cabinets.

She had some free time.

Emma went to her room and decided to change and do some yoga.

It was a nice.

She went into a downward dog and stayed like that, sighing from the feeling of her muscles stretching.

They were so relaxed.

She finished and began to change, putting on some pants and a bra then reaching for a shirt when she felt a pair of eyes on her. Emma shivered and slowly grabbed the shirt.

No. This was the wrong girl.

There was a tap on the window. Emma picked up a metal candle holder and chucked it at the window, shattering it.

No one was there.

She shook her head and put her shirt on, going to the kitchen to make something. She saw a familiar personage standing there and smirked, folding her arms and leaning on the wall. "If you want to eat something, you could have come looked for me and asked Jeff."

He looked at her "where's the fun in that?"

"More like where's the politeness in that." She said, sighing and giving him a smile as she walked over.

He handed her a sandwich.

She shook her head and gave it back to him. "I can wait to eat later, but thank you." Emma smiled and went over to the counter and sat up on it, opening a bottled water and taking a sip.

He looked at her and took a bite.

She was so weirdly kind and giving even tho she barely eats and looks so thin. Was she anorexic? He sighed and went over to the fridge and pulled out some fruits.

"Hey if you're gonna eat make sure to leave some for us, please?" She asked, taking another sip of water and setting it down.

He began to make a smoothie "Yah."

Emma watched, eyeing his hands as he cut up the fruits and then up to his face, blushing slightly. He was undeniably handsome.

He made the smoothie and put it into a large glass and handed it to her.

She held the smoothie and drank a little, perking up a bit. "Mmm! That's really good!" She said with a smile.

He smiled back "you're welcome."

Emma blushed a bit and looked down, sipping the smoothie slightly.

Jeff watched her drink.

She finished the smoothie and set the empty glass down, then let out a belch, blushing as she covered her mouth quickly and looked up at him.

He laughed a bit. "Good one."

She chuckled slightly. "Hehehehe, Thanks."

He got closer to her, his thumb brushed next to her lips.

She blushed and pulled away quickly.

He had some of the smoothie on his thumb and licked it off. "Better."

She blushed more and looked away.

He smiled and looked at the clock. "Well, I've gotta go."

She stood up quickly and spoke suddenly. "Y-you can stay! If... I-if you'd like to."

He smiled at her "I'll be back after work then."

She nodded and blushed a bit, smiling slightly. "Alright."

He smiled and left the house.

Emilie was looking through a mall. Where was that bra shop??

She found a Victoria's secret and went hunting. She pulled one out and looked at it's size.

It was a 40D.

She groaned and put it down. She got up and went looking some more, not finding any her size. She decided to go to GameStop out of pity. She went over to the counter and looked at the games, finding Majora's Mask.

It was one of her FAVORITE games when it came out for XBOX.

She got it and went to a TV to hook up an Xbox to it and play it. She started the game.

The TV glitched slightly and the game logo came up.

She shrugged and kept trying to play.

The game kept glitching and the music would go on and off or play in reverse.

She saved her game and turned off the console and took the game out to inspect the disc.

The disc was fine. No scratches, no marks, no nothing! Maybe the programming was acting up.

She sighed and went to go get a different Xbox.

That's when the TV glitched back on and the game logo appeared on the screen with no music.

She looked at the screen and then at the disc in her hand and noped away.

When she got into the tub, the light flickered slightly.

She looked at the TV and went to run the water.

It was still off.

She sighed a bit and began to unbutton her shirt, glancing at the mirror, feeling as though she was being watched.

She thought she saw a slight glitch behind her. She shook her head and stepped into the water, letting it envelope her. She sighed and looked at the mirror again.

There was a figure in the mirror, grinning at her.

Her eyes widened and she covered herself poorly with her arms and hands. "GET OUT!"

The figure glitched out.

She got up and grabbed her towel and ran out of the bathroom. She held her towel close and backed up to in-front of the TV.

"I thought you wanted me to stay away, sweet cheeks~" Ben purred behind her, inside the TV.

Emilie yelped and turned around to look at the screen.

He stood inside the TV, a sly smirk on his face as his eyes scanned her up and down. "My my... I'm surprised no guy has gotten to you yet. You're gorgeous~"

She looked at him and shook her head, straightening her glasses. "They've tried and it didn't end well. And the same will happen if you try." She said hiding her fear, appearing brave.

He nodded and climbed out of the TV, taking a few steps toward her then stopped and folded his arms. "I won't try anything under one condition..."

"Which is?" She looked at him curiously.

He looked at her then away, cheeks going a bit pink as well as the tips of his ears. "Will you go out with me..."

"And why should I?" She asked pulling her towel closer, her arms squeezing her chest.

"Because I will also protect you and whomever you know- okay let me rephrase this..." He sighed, taking off his hat and fixing his hair, putting the hat back on. "If you go out with me, I will do whatever you say and follow your rules. I will protect you and help you in any way I can."

She looked at him "a-Alright."

It was clear that no one ever spoke to her like this. Or even showed interest in her. He thought it was odd. She was in fact beautiful.

She brushed some hair out of her face, "Is that it?"

He nodded slightly and looked away, reaching into the TV, picking up a large t-shirt and handing it to her.

She took it and put it on, letting the towel drop once it was under the shirt. "Thank you."

He nodded and went into the TV, blushing a bit harder.

It was baggy and the only things that it kinda defined were her hips, thighs, and breasts, the shirt ending at her mid thigh. She went to her bedroom and began to put her red hair up.

"Hey... What is your name?" He asked from behind her.

She looked at him, hair tie in mouth she responded, "Emilie, with an IE at the end."

"Emilie.... That's a cute name."

She began to make a messy bun and shrugged, "I guess, too common if you ask me."

"Not for me. That's the first time I've heard of it being spelt that way."

She smiled a bit. "Then try visiting France, it's everywhere. There's a lot less Ben's in this world than Emily's."

He nodded and flopped onto a bean bag. "So how long have you been living in this place?"

"A few weeks. This place used to belong to my grandparents before you guys took over the world." She answered getting some panties.

He blushed when he saw the cherry printed panties and looked away. "O-oh..."

She went behind a screen and put them on before coming out. "Yah. They escaped to their house in Oregon."

"Then.... Why are you here?"

"It was a better place to survive than where I lived beforehand."

He nodded and sat up.

She looked at him "so what's your story?"

He swallowed a bit and looked down. "I'd rather not talk about it. I don't like remembering my past."

She nodded "okay... but why are you in Utah?"

He shrugged. "Just going around doing my job. Then after you punched my nose and kinda broke it, I decided to hang around and watch you." He explained, rubbing his nose slightly. "You're very strong willed and feisty. And I like that in a girl~" He purred playfully.

She looked at him and shivered "that's creepy."

He chuckled and took his hat off, hanging it on a little hook on the wall. "I get that a lot."

She rolled her eyes, "well it's even more so watching a girl bathe."

He blushed and looked away. "Hey it's not my fault I'm like this...." Ben muttered.

"Yah, and I don't go scarfing down cheese every time I see it."

He blushed more and looked away.

She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth, "hey, are any of you guys a dentist?"

"Oh um.... I don't believe so but I can find one if you'd like." He suggested.

She looked at him "thanks, I seriously need to get my teeth fixed."

He nodded and sighed, sitting at a desk near her bed.

On it was a laptop plugged into the wall.

He thought for a bit and opened it up, doing his hacking thing.

Inside was a story that she was writing for herself. It was simple, but enough.

He began to read it.

".... breaking through the thicket Richard gasped for air. The plants wouldn't listen to him. Not this time.

Roots and vines crawled up his legs, trying to pull him down to the ground for an early grave. Their hold tightened as the vines grew thorns that dug into his clothes and skin. Their grip tightened on him, breaking through the barrier of his flesh, releasing his green blood."

"Woah...." He said softly, scrolling down to read more and more. This was amazing!

There were even some small pictures added into the story as a brand new world opened before him on the screen.

"H-Hey Emilie? Did you write.... this?" He asked, lowering his voice once he turned around and saw she was asleep.

She nodded, his voice waking her a bit. "Hmm."

He smiled slightly and closed the laptop and slowly walked over and knelt at her beside, resting his head on his folded arms which rested on the sheets. "It's amazing." He said softly, smiling.

She looked at him "I just wrote that because I was board and I wanted something to read other than the crap that is pop culture."

He nodded and sat up. "I think you should write more. It's really good."

She nodded "Alright, I'll do that."

Ben lifted his hand a bit and reached for her head but stopped, smile fading a bit. He pulled it away and set it in his lap. "Sleep well, Emilie."

Emilie nodded and looked at him "what is it?"

"Nothing." He looked away, sighing softly, almost inaudibly.

She took his hand and held it close, "Then stay with me?"

He blushed a bit and swallowed. "O-oh um.... O-okay."

She smiled a bit more and fell asleep, holding his hand tight.

He stayed by her side and fell asleep.

Clone bit a kidney and swallowed, it being her only meal.

That guy has been gone for such a long time, only coming back with water, kidneys for food and changes of clothes for her.

She sighed and looked down at herself.

All these kidneys haven't been agreeing with her stomach, and she's keep puking it up a few hours later.

She put a hand on her stomach before crawling over to the bucket.

Her stomach hurt so much. She puked.

A while later, EJ came back, holding a bottle of water but also a medicine bottle, shoving something into his pocket as he closed the door behind him. "Hey, you alright?"

She nodded "y-y-Yah."

He frowned under his mask and set the water bottle and medicine down on the counter and picked her up.

She looked at him, hiding her wince.

He laid her on the bed and huffed, muttering something under his breath in annoyance as he picked up the mess and water. "I swear, you humans get sick so easily. It's annoying."

She sat up and looked down. "S-s-so-sor-r-ry."

He gave her two pills and the water, walking over to the bucket and picking it up, dumping its contents into the toilet and flushing it.

She took them before running to the toilet afterwards her stomach being empty when she took them.