Creepypasta oneshots

Roses > A

Warning > tea shall be spilt-

You had started to walk to the ally curious of what the scent may be, when you heard the sound of a cat sliding up to the side walk beside you to see a cab. Finally coming back to your senses you walked over and opened the door and got in to see the same god from earlier. You honestly couldn't even wrap your head around how a man that good looking could work in a cab.

You passed the man his money and check your phone for any notifications. You didn't have that many but when you check the text you sent to Beckys husband earlier you saw read under it. You smirked knowing good and well you'd be at work tomorrow for what was about to go down. As the cab drove closer and closer to your home you couldn't help but notice the cab driver sneaking a few quick glances at you. I mean how couldn't he you were hot as hell and you knew it.

As you pulled up to your destination you thanked him and slowly exited the car making sure to blow him a kiss on the way in. You didn't see his face but you knew he was probably blushing, you quickly went to the bathroom to change into PJs and to wipe the makeup you applied off your face. As you had finally gotten ready for bed. You slipped in under the cover slightly smirking to yourself knowing tomorrow at work will be truly interesting.

You awoke to your alarm and for once you weren't tired and angry oh no. You had never run to your dresser so fast in Your entire life to get ready for work. You quickly applied makeup (or you didn't your choice) and ran out the door. You started mad speed walking to your work place to make sure you were the first person there after what happened last night.

You had practically run over a few people who dared stay in your way on the way to work but who cares. You waited at the door just waiting for Becky to show up to see her face. But instead you saw her husband I mean it wasn't a surprise he worked there as well but always the night shift. He slowly approached you and looked you in the eyes.

"Thank you for informing me about her affair I kicked her out last night. Also Y/N I was wondering I know it's a bit early but would you like to go out with me this Tuesday maybe?" You were shocked not only did this man kick her out but not even 24 hours and he asks you out. I mean you weren't going to lie he was hot as fuck beyond words but this early damn.

Then again you hated Becky so you said yes, because fuck that bitch. You to had planned a coffee date that Tuesday after work. The rest of the day went of normal it was about the afternoon when Becky finally came into work with a look of pure rage. She stormed over to you but you weren't the least bit threatened.

"You fucking god damn bitch! You ruined my life with that photo and now your dating my ex husband we haven't even signed a divorce paper yet!" She ranted on and on but couldn't hit you considering the people around. You just
Smiled innocently at her the entire time while she kept yelling incoherent things. It was finally when she had realized your expression she tried to hit you, key word tried but as soon as she raised her hand security threw her out the door. You slowly walked to the door and pointed to a sign outside the door saying,

"No plastic allowed inside the Building."

You slowly walked back in and got back to work after that encounter.

*Time-skip to Tuesday night*
(Cause I know y'all don't want to be reading about a date with a non pasta )

The date had been amazing absolutely amazing. You unlocked your house door and walked in but you suddenly felt cold. You looked over at an open window to find a single red rose, it seemed to glow as you approached it. You picked it up and admired it but quickly looked outside your window to find nothing. You shrugged it off and closed your window as you headed to the kitchen to grab a vase. You filled the vase with water and slowly slipped in the rose admiring it.

You didn't know why but the rose felt very alluring almost calling for you. You quickly shrugged it off as you had to much to drink and went to get ready for bed. You had gotten dressed and washed off any makeup (if you had any) and climbed into bed. Unbeknown to you a secret admirer had been watching you loving the fact you didn't discard his rose.

(HAZA for this being out the final part will be out tomorrow for the whole Fourth of July special. I hope you enjoyed everyone until next time.)