Oh my glod, what are you doing now. Oh wait you are coming up for yourself. Enjoy
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(Is he trying to kiss you or something 😯🙄🤨) did you know there is coming a new IT movie, I can't wait.
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Reader p.o.v

This was so wrong. You can't let him crawl in top of you like that. You already died one time and tada then you where back at all the beginning. It's getting ironic and lame. So just start all that madness. "Get off" you said with depression in your voice. He just grinning at your expression. "Not afraid?" He asked as he bent over your body. "Not anymore asshol-" he slammed his gloved hand on your mouth. Oh how bad you wanted to bite him. But what will happen it you do that?!, He probably choke you or take an bite out your face. Suddenly his long wet tongue wriggled over your face against your cheek. You jumped as response, he seems to like it. "Oh~ what was that" he grinned as he held his hands in yours. You began screaming. You needed a savior, like right now. You couldn't even image what he can do to you. Or what was he going to do right now. You didn't move but he picked you up and placed you in his lap.

You tried everything in your power not cry like a baby now. "I'll just say what I and to say a long time ago" he began as he sniffed your hair. "W-what is it" you said stuttering a bit. "Mate~" was the only thing he said and it was suddenly clear. Did he wanted to mate with you?! That's quite nasty. No, no, no. that was so wrong in just more then one way. "Am always behind you" it sounded nice but if you heard it from him it was horrified. You felt small as you say silently in his lap. His long legs where around your body. "Can you let go" you bravely said looking at him. The face he was making looked like he was thinking but the answer was "no".

Of course it was a no. What did you expect. But to your suprise he let go. Your first thoughts were 'run bitch run' but you couldn't. You just stood there in front of him staring at the clown. "What's wrong y/n~" he sang. Nope, not dealing with this. You stomped around. Trying to find a exit in this creepy sewers. Am looking for da wea, but you can't find it. "where's the exit" as you came back from the beginning where you started. His expression changed. "There is no exit" he happily spoke. You almost choke on his answer.
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Oke he wanted to play a dirty game, so he can get a game.
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It's short I know, sorry not sorry.
Word count 484
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