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 Straddling him, she runs a cheecky finger down the side of his face, humming in the process.

Leaning in, her shadowed face inches from the frightened, poor boy's face, "Remember me, Badboy?" Her laugh is soulless as she leans back, her hood managing to stay firmly in place, masking her from her nwest victim.

Trembling, he vigorously shakes his head, unable to speak through the thick amount of tape covering his mouth.

"Hmm...." She cocks her head slightly to right, observing his terrified face. Tsking, she gets up off of him, then trails a hand over the top of her hood, gripping it at the front.

He watched in anticipation as she slowly pulls the hood back, just enough for him to get a nice glance of plump red lips, slicked with a slightly shimmery lip gloss, he assumed.

Smirking evilly, she drops it once he saw the tip of her nose. Everything is now shadowed, everything but her tempting cherry red lips.

"Aww, poor wittle badboy, I bet you'd just love to see who I am, wouldn't you?" She laughs, "Too bad, I'm not stupid." Something in her voice makes him shiver in fear.

Pure anger.

But for the life of him, he can't figure out who she is.

Her lips lift up into a chilling, evil grin, showing slight dimples. Then, she laughs, so uncontrolable and free, he's stunned. "Oooh, I just love seeing you like this! Ugh, it's like a dream come true." She sighed in content, a gleeful smile now playing at her lips.

Sighing again, she reaches up into her hood to whipe away an imaginary tear.

Sitting down on his lap, she wraps her arms around his neck, looks into his bright green, frightened eyes, and sighs yet again. "If I take the tape off, you will not scream. Understand?"

He nods vigouriously.

Liar, she thinks, but procceeds to rip it off nonetheless.

As soon as it's gone, he screams.

He screams a loud, blood curdling scream.

"Help! Somebody please!" Rolling her eyes, she inspects her nails for a moment. "Someone! Help! I'm trapped in the hands of a mad--" He is abruptly cut off when she slaps him across the face, successfully shutting him up.

Bringing her face only inches away from his, he could smell the mintiness of her warm breath and her scent, like roses of summer and pure sweetness.

It was intoxicating.

"Don't do that. No one can hear you. No one will hear you." Her voice is deathly calm.

Suddenly, her watch chimes and she sighs loudly.

She stands up abruptly, leaving him quite chilly. She then walks behind him, leans over his chair, bring her mouth to his ear, making him tremble. Then with voice like a Siren, she sings him a chilling lullaby...

"Hush little badboy, don't say a word. Ari's gonna cause you a world of pain."

A chill runs down his spine.

She switches to his other ear, "And if that pain don't sting so bad, Ari's gonna slice your face in half."

With those last chilling words, and a small evil, yet musical laugh, she disappears. As if she was never really there. The lights then shut off, leaving him, the Badboy, to wallow in his sickening fear.

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HI!!!

This is my first book, a kind of tribute to Holloween(Not really, I don't celebrate it) considering all you creepers seem to just LOVE this kind of creepy stuff.

Anyways, it'd be nice if I could get some feedback, cuz I have no clue if I want to finish this or not, hehehehe.

(I am in the midst of writing a 5sos FanFiction and a 1D one as well! So stay TUNED)

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