⠀ Horny and depressed. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Now﹐ what the hell is going on around here? ⠀

❝When you fear me, I love you; when you cower, I draw near to protect you; I will always protect you, I will always watch you. Your blindness is my omniscience; your weakness, my omnipotence. Until the day you die. Until the day you die...❞ — ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟʟ ᴍᴀɴ #CreepypastaRP | #HorrorRP | #MVRP

⠀ ⠀⠀Remmick﹐ I will do absolutely no such-fucking-thing. You’ll only give me a headache. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Who the hell. ⠀

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐈 ͟𝑎͟𝑚͟ 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭. ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀She doesn’t wanna do this shit today. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀His touch sent electric through her. She almost forgot what she was doing as she stared at him. 〝 I know. 〞 She said softly﹐ which she did. These events didn’t scare her as much as it seemed. Losing Dewey. losing Sidney﹐ * that scared her. But this was just a flesh wound﹐ it + ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀She knew he’d live﹐ even if he was bleeding out all over himself and her she’d make sure he’d live. Gale stays close to him as his hand moves to the small of her back﹐ guiding themselves back into the motel room. Once inside﹐ she double checks the locks and looks around﹐ + ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀When the killer runs off﹐ Gale runs out and keeps her gun aimed as she looks around﹐ arms outstretched. Once the high comes back down to a low﹐ she looks down at Dewey﹐ eyes widening. 〝 Oh﹐ fuck﹐ Dewey! 〞 She quickly drops to her knees and sets the gun between them﹐ hand + ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Gale hadn’t realized that the killer had gone silent as Dewey spoke﹐ she watched him intensely. When he opened the door and no one was there﹐ she almost let out a breath. The killer reminded her that he was still on the line. 〝 You should have locked your door. 〞 With that﹐ he + ⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀〝 𝐻𝐸𝐿𝐿𝑂﹐ SIDNEY. * DID YOU 𝑀͟𝐼͟𝑆͟𝑆͟ 𝑀͟𝐸 ? 〞 ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀〝 No. 〞 She looks at him﹐ slowly shutting the door again and staring at the phone. 〝 Unless it’s the front desk calling .. ? 〞 She couldn’t imagine why﹐ though. She steps up to the phone and answers it. 〝 Hello ? 〞 She hoped Dewey would stay right there just in + ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀It was exhausting﹐ this ring around the rosy with their feelings. They were still intense for him—— God﹐ she never stopped loving him. But he left; she had to remind herself that. Maybe she was just an obligation now. Or maybe﹐ the way his gaze lingered on her for far + ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦﹐ 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦﹐ 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦. She almost wanted to plead. She knew he wouldn’t. He wasn’t .. ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 anymore. He made that clear when he walked out. She held the handle of the door and prepared herself to let him go﹐ nodding her head. 〝 Get home safe﹐ okay ? 〞 Concern was written all over + ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀It was almost too much to ask; she didn’t like the idea of him sitting in a car watching her. That’s how the other cops died watching Sidney’s house. This was a motel. The walls were thin enough. 〝 No.. you should go home. I just wanted to see you. 〞 ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀ Nodding her head﹐ she watches him the whole time as she shuts and locks the door. Making sure it’s bolt locked before moving her arms over her chest. 〝 Really tired﹐ but fine. I don’t think sleeps going to come that easy﹐ though. 〞 ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀She opens it up﹐ immediately feeling a sense of safety when she sees him. 〝 Come in﹐ 〞 she says﹐ stepping aside so he can come in and not stand out there in the chilly night. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀great. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀tell me you’re off * soon. ⠀

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀I think I can manage but.. if you want to stop by﹐ please do. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀( Tiny smile. ) Yeah ? ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀You don’t even have to ask. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Two seconds later. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀ Yeah﹐ okay. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀trust me﹐ I know. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Guns haven’t stopped them before﹐ though. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀God﹐ Dewey﹐ of course. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Insane is my middle name. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀I always— ( shakes her head. ) Sidney is on her way﹐ too. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀you know what I mean. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Well. Hopefully there won’t be. Besides﹐ you don’t need to be facing it alone﹐ Dewey. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Has there been a killer sighting ? ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Well﹐ I’m here now. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀You know no where is safe for us﹐ right ? ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀I.. uh.. yes ? ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀As to be expected﹐ really. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀How are things going ? At the station. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀No﹐ it’s Halloween. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗗𝗬 ⠀⠀⠀ 𝗜𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦 𝗝𝗢𝗞𝗘 .ᐟ ⠀

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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘓𝘌𝘛𝘚 𝘜𝘕𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘒 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘍𝘜𝘊𝘒𝘌𝘙. 〝 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇𝙊 𝙂𝘼𝙇𝙀. 〞 ⠀