Chapter 18.

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Bens p.o.v.

I watch as y/n goes into her home.

"BYE WHORE!"

She sticks her middle finger up and blows a kiss. I roll my eyes and turn onto the road, walking a few paces up and a few paces down.

You know, I just did make a super risky move. I asked if she wanted to go shopping with me.

Yeah, I know.

Don't laugh. (;_;)

I only asked because I actually am interested in what she is into, so I figured asking her shopping would be nice. And I want to beat her ass at a few games, so yeah ;)

Anyway, she's probably wondering why I'm so obsessed with going to Selena's party. To be honest, I don't blame her because I know how much of a bitch she is. I'm only going because I have stuff planned...It's going to be a bloody party.

Your p.o.v.

As soon as I shut the door I walk into the kitchen lost in thoughts, not focusing on anything.

He asked me to go shopping!

That was kind of weird. And awkward. But did I make the right decision by saying yes?

I drop my bag into the corner and stretch. I look around and notice the oven is a mess, with a red liquid splattered across the tabletop.

The fuck?

I walk over to it and look at the mess carefully. The almost thin liquid has clumps in it, and it looks like someone had stuck their finger in it, spelling out a message. I glance at it, not really taking it in:

"I'll get you."

I glance at it again and my heart starts pounding.

Nothings there.

I back out of the kitchen, feeling unsafe and watched. Are my eyes playing tricks or am I going crazy?

"Ah, y/n!"

I turn my head and see my aunt is holding a knife, and the weird red liquid stained across her top as well as the blade.

"I was trying to make spaghetti sauce but it failed. I heated the sauce up to much and dropped the pan, so excuse the mess. What are you planning to eat?"

I shake my head.

Of course she was coming. She's my AUNT. Not some kind of axe murderer...

"I'm not hungry. Is it okay if I skip dinner?"

She nods, surprised. I smile and walk out, marching up the stairs. When I reach my door I pause for a minute, before yanking it open and slamming it shut.

Jesus Christ, I need to stop reading that much Creepypasta.

YOOOOOO. that's it guys ;) we will start with Jeff next chapter.

did you enjoy? I know you did :3 We haven't heard a lot from Jeff so we need him back. :)

Bye! *_^°•∆'~

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