What he wants

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"Aw, poor, poor y/n" a voice coos "all alone."

I begin crying a bit, my head against my legs. I didn't want to look. I don't wanna see anymore of this horrible stuff.

"Don't you wanna look?" He whispers, exaggerating the k at the end.

I shake my head, feeling his hot breath against my scalp.

"Hmm" he hums, fingers suddenly playing with my hair. I flinch from them, trying to avoid them but with the walls on me, I was unable to.

"Y/n, please open the door" I hear Jade whimper from outside the door "please, t-that wasn't me. It was his fault, he made me look like that. Y/n, please-"

I sink my head lower against my leg. A trick. It had to be a trick.

"Aren't you gonna open it?" He whispers, his hot breath against my ear now.

"Y/n!! H-he's gonna kill me, please help me!" Jade cries, sobbing noises following "y/n!!"

I cover my ears, contemplating. A trick, a trick, a trick, but what if it isn't? No! It's a trick it has to be a trick.

"I can bet she'll be delicious" he growls.

I quickly stand, ignoring any presence of the clown and going to the door, opening it.

The clown stands on the other side, face close "boo!"

I jump back, shaking my head. I hit something behind me, making me turn. It was Jade back in her place, floating ominously.

I turn back, the clown laughing darkly as he moved towards me. I walk farther back, going around Jade.
He tilts his head up, sniffing the air.

"Oooh" he groans in satisfactory "sweet, sweet fear."

I struggle to breath hitting the wall behind me.

"Did you miss me?" The clown giggles, getting so very close now "oh all this time I've only haunted you dreams but now-"

I felt paralyzed against the wall, simply being able to shake in fear while tears welled up in my eyes.

"Now look where we are."

"What do you want?" I utter out, avoiding his yellow eyes as they scanned me.

"Oh what do I want?" He gushes, his gloved white fingers going to my cheek "I want many, many things. But to begin-"

His finger brushes down my face, then to my chin. He raises my head to make me look at him, his toothy grin making me cringe.

"I want... to be friends."

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