PRETTY VOICE | HOODIE

C H A P T E R 3

"And I can't wait to go on vacation to New York tomorrow! I'll be staying in Manhattan for a month. Maybe I'll meet some of you!" Y/n said to her phone. She was doing a live stream on Instagram with her followers.

She looked in the comment section.

"Cookie Y/n ten asked if I'm going to come out with a makeup line anytime soon. Oh uh, I was thinking about it but I don't actually know anything about makeup so I guess that's a no go. But thanks for the question Cookie!" She thanked and put down her hairbrush.

"When will I address the rumor about me selling my soul to satan? Oh uh wow okay that's a big accusation. Well no I didn't sell my soul to satan, or to anyone for that matter. I merely posted a video of me doing a cover of my favourite song, and all you wonderful people found it and became what is known today as my fans!" She smiled and blew air kisses. She checked the time.

"Oh uh, I actually have to leave now. Make sure to drink lots of water and stay healthy, and I will see you all soon. Bye loves!" She ended the live and sighed. She didn't actually have anywhere to go, she just wanted to get off the live.

"I should really work on those last two songs-"

"I'm here."

"Dude ever heard of knocking?" She hissed at the boy who just came in.

"Oh I thought you were live." Oliver yawned. Y/n rolled her eyes and got on her bed to finish the songs she'd been working on.

"Hey let's break up." Y/n blurted.

"What?" The man asked in a worried tone.

"You heard me. Let's break up. We don't even have feelings for each other. You basically take all my money. You don't do anything to help me." She shrugged as she typed on her computer.

"Fine, see if I care. You were the side bitch anyways." He scoffed. Y/n smirked and her eyes widened.

"Get the fuck out." She said as she slammed the door in his face.

"That was a weird breakup." A random voice said. Y/n jumped and fell on the floor.

"Aren't you jumpy?" The hooded man said. Y/n only groaned in pain as a response, rubbing the back of her head. She got back onto the bed, however a confused expression plastered along their face.

"What was I doing again?" She mumbled to herself, biting her thumb.

"Writing?" The male deadpanned. Y/n nodded and began writing again.

"So, why are you here?" She asked.

"My 'house' burnt down." He answered. the e/c eyed girl snorted.

"How'd you manage to do that?"

"Not me. Roommates." He simply said. Y/n's eyes widened at him.

"You have roommates? Do they ever get suspicious of you?" She asked, clicking at a pen.

"They're killers too." He said. Y/n's face fell and she rubbed her face.

"Oh..." She mumbled. The air filled with silence as Y/n tapped away at her keyboard. Hoodie looked around her room. It was big. Nothing gave out any sign at what Y/n was like as a person.

"Oh fuck." She mumbled as she dug in her drawer for something. She finally pulled a pill bottle out and got off her bed.

"I'm going downstairs for water. You want anything to eat?" The girl asked. It was odd being kind to a serial killer, she couldn't lie about that. But he spared her life. Why he did it she didn't know.

"I'm fine." He said. He watched as she left and got up to look in the drawer she was in. What were the pills for? Why did you have to take them.

"Photos...diary...empty pill bottle?" He whispered as he picked up the orange container. He read the label.

"Y/n L/n. Adderall XR? Take twice a day. Once in the morning. Once in the night. Two pills per take." He read to himself. Adderall, he's heard of the pill before. Maybe Toby took it? Yes, he did. For his ADHD.

He put the bottle back and picked the picture up. It was Y/n when she was younger, presumably about 16, her parents, and her grandparents.

"Who's out first? How about...you?" He pointed to the oldest man. He smiled underneath his mask and quickly took a quick picture of the picture then put it back.

"I'm back." The girl came in right after.

'Oh Y/n...'

'How much fun it'll be to drive you crazy'

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-Blxrrii