Everything was chaos after the man in clown makeup or "The Joker" killed popular tv show host Murray Franklin. You sat there on your couch in complete shock...you knew there was something wrong with this joker when he first came through the curtains.
You sat there on your couch in complete shock...what the hell did you just see?!
You quickly switched to the news channel to see if this man had been caught.
Not a sign of him, he got away, he's out there on the loose. You got up quickly and locked both locks on the front door, you locked all windows and grabbed a kitchen knife.
NOBODY was about to get you tonight, not even the Joker.
As you got yourself all prepared for the worst, your phone rang. You went to the phone that was hanging on the kitchen wall.
You picked it up and heard your boyfriend on the other end. Oh how you HATED your boyfriend. He was constantly mean to you.
You didn't even think about him first when it came to protection and safety, you were so tired of him.
"Y/N WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
"At home" you reply to your already angry boyfriend. "ARE YOU EVEN SEEING WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" He shouts.
"Yes i do! Why are you being so fucking loud?" You ask annoyed. "BECAUSE YOU WILL GET HURT BEING BY YOURSELF!" He says.
You shake your head and roll your eyes "as if you could give a shit!" You reply
"Guys go in kitchen and get something useful" you hear your boyfriend say to somebody in the background.
Okay, now this makes sense, he's trying to make himself seem like a good boyfriend in front of his friends...like he always does.
"Listen y/n, now is not the fucking time to be a bitch" he reveals his true colors.
"I'm safer by myself!" You say confidently.
"You are not! Have you even seen how skinny you are?" He says. You say nothing..he has so much mental control over you...more than you'd like to admit.
"Now you listen to me, get the fuck over here so I don't feel bad for your dumbass self dying" he says trying to be quiet so his friends don't hear him. "Okay..." you say completely broken down by this boy you call your boyfriend.
~Time skip 2 minutes later~
Luckily your boyfriend doesn't live far, so it didn't take long to get there. Once you knock on the door your boyfriend lets you in. There you see 2 girls and 1 other guy. "These are your friends?" You ask
"Well no shit" he says quietly still trying to make sure his friends don't here.
Speaking of his friends they looked like straight up druggies, even smelled like one when you sat down on the couch next to them.
"I'm scared!" One girl says in a whiny voice.
You hated it here already. I should've stayed home, you thought to yourself.
"It's going to be okay Nancy, no clown fuckers are going to get you." The only other guy says.
Your boyfriend starts laughing, that terrible fucking laugh.
"What the fuck are you going to do spaghetti noodle?" "You're not going to beat anyone's ass" he says being the classic jerk he always is.
"YOU ARE SUCH A DICK, I SURE HOPE YOURE NOT LIKE THAT WITH YOUR GIRL!" The other guy shouts
"I AM NOT" your boyfriend gets defensive.
"RIGHT Y/N?" Your boyfriend looks at you, waiting for you to back him up.
Oh how bad you wanted to tell the truth.
