Love walked inside the house and closed the door, turning on the lights of the basement. This was her home. She had to stay with him.
She cooked food for herself and walked into the class cage, closing it afterward. She didn't want him to get upset over her. She was his light. After a sudden lock noise, she swiftly turned around to find Fred. "Love, what is this crumpled up ticket?" He held up the plane ticket Love had crumpled up.
"I found it when I was cleaning, had to be abandoned." She was in relief when there was no name, her name had faded from it. Fred stepped on it, he punched the wall of the cage, causing Love to scream. "ITS YOURS, I KNOW IT! YOU WERE LOOKING FOR SOMEONE?" He laughed uncontrollably.
"I WAS TRYING TO GET YOUR DEAD GIRLFRIEND!" Love yelled. She quietly gasped, she never spoke up. And she wish she hadn't. Fred pointed a knife at her from the glass. "I know she's alive, Love. She just didn't tell you. Your trying to protect her. Well guess what."
He got out his shiny razor, Love felt fear and horror come into her body. "I still need her, and once I get that neighbor, SHE'LL BE IN MY TRAP!" He laughed like a psychopath.
Love stared at the ground.
How would she prevent it?
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Obsession 3: Hello, Dear Neighbor
Mystère / ThrillerMonths after LA, Freaky Fred has a neighbor next door who he grows an obsession for. Tables turn when he realizes everything is not what it seems.
