*"The conjuring" she sat next to me pulling the throw over us.
"Haha, no, another film"
"Ouija" I shock my head 'no' "Annabelle" once again no "purge2" she grinned.
"Fuck yeah" I jumped up off the coach "I'll order the pizza you get the film ready"
"Order ice-cream too, cookie dough" she screamed from the other room, wow this kid is amazing.*
Brooklyn POV
"You ever seen this film" I smiled once Ashton re-entered the room sitting next to me.
"Yeah, it's really good"
"So I've heard" he swag his arm around the back of me and put his feet on the coach, I narrowed my eyes down to them.
"What, if your gonna get to know me, get to know the real me" I rolled my eyes and watched the film.
*half an hour later*
"Where the fuck is the pizza" Ashton sounded frustrated.
"Shh, it's getting to my favourite part" I stirred at the tv as the men in big suits went to kill the poor families.
"That's just lovely" Ashton turned away from the screen.
"What's up ash" I was concerned he sounded up to watch the film.
"Just don't like blood, and the old man scares the livin-" DING "pizza" Ashton jumped off the coach and ran to the front door.
I moved to the living room door to listen in on the price so I could pay him back. "Who are you" Ashton sounded worried.
"Lillian berry, wheres Brooklyn"
"In the living room, I remember you, I can't remember how"
"Erm, well this is kinda awkward"
"Why"
"We kinda slept together, like ages ago"
"Oh, erm"
"I need Brooklyn and I think you need to leave"
"I can't and why the fuck do you need her"
"I'm not letting you sleep with her too"
"I'm not like that anymore"
"Fuck off" Lilian spat.
"Get out" Ashton shouted running back into the living room. "upstairs now" he hissed.
"Excuse me, this is my house"
"No it's not" A voice came from inside my head.
"Oh fuck off, I'm sick to deaf of you and your fucking voice, fuck off, fuck off"
Ashton POV
"Oh fuck off, I'm sick to deaf of you and your fucking voice, fuck off, fuck off" Brooklyn grabbed her head and bent down to the floor repeating the cursed words.
"What are you talking about" I was so confused, I told her to go upstairs.
"Fuck off, fuck off" she cried out, pulling herself into a ball, I took careful steps towards her and bent down stroking her back.
"Brooklyn, hunny what's wrong"
Brooklyn POV
"You fat shit-
no one likes you-
your mum was a whore, what do I mean was, she still is-
You need to die"
"You're insane"
"You're crazy"
"You're mental"
"Go away" I cried out, looking up at Ashton, he looked scared for his life.
"Brooklyn, did I do something wrong"
"No, he wo-"
-"you're fucking insane, go and die"
"you go and die" I spat out.
"Excuse me" Ashton's eyes widened at me.
"Not you it-"
"-Tell him and i'll kill you myself"
"I'm going insane"
Ashton's POV
"I'm going insane" she cried curling up into a ball again.
"No, no your not" I pulled her into me, I felt a spark of electricity but thought nothing of it.
"Yes I am, I can hear voices Ashton"
"Your not the only one" I felt bad for saying that, I don't hear voice, well apart from my conscience.
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Murder house
Fanfiction"you think you can get away from me, hide, act as if i'm not here! honey, i'm here, and this is just one big nightmare you cant wake up from"
