The Blue eyed Psycho.

The Blue eyed Psycho.

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dem•ent•o•phobia. //noun «is the fear of insanity or becoming insane. The fearing madness and psychotic's» •••••••••••• "Don't touch me you ugly ass!" I yell at him and move away as far as I can. With every step I take back, he takes one forward. Soon I was against the old white brick wall with Sean right in front of me, a smirk across his face. His blizzard blue eyes could hypnotize me if I wasn't carful. Sean snuck his arm around my waist and pulled me against his strong chest, leaning into my ear, "Oh, I put the fun in funeral, the laughter in manslaughter and the hot in psychotic, love." Sean's thick Irish accent sent chills down my spine and his touch made me weak. He leans back and licks his lips. Sean McLoughlin is a psycho basturd. I thought as he lays back down in his bed and folds his hands together. "No dear, I'm a sexy basturd. Psycho is just a plus." Sean winked at me with a smirk still placed on his lips and I practically ran out of his room, locking the door behind me with a million thoughts in my head.
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"STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME" I shouted pointing a knife at him. It was the only thing keeping him away from me. "Do it!" He said with a wicked smirk. I curse myself for sleeping with this psychopath killer. My body trembled at his demand. I can't believe I'm pregnant with his child. "I swear I'll do it." I threatened moving back and he just chuckles "what wrong with you ?" I asked as a tear dropped from my eyes. "You think I'm scared of that knife. I enjoy pain just like I enjoy killing people." "You sick stay away from me." I shouted taking a step back. "I know. People used to call me psycho when I was a kid so I became one." ******* EDITED VERSION OUT NOW :)

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