Glitch me (Glitchtrap x GN reader)

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- I'll be back soon for another round. - Will says, grabbing and pulling Nathaniel's hair again.

He, then, enters the computer again and goes back to your house. He immediately makes his way to the bathroom to wash the blood off his hands. Luckily for him, he didn't get any drop of the red liquid on the clothes he was wearing, so it was one less problem to deal with. He also cleans the last stains of blood on the knife and puts it back on its place before making his way to your room.

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Not very far from there, at the police station, everything was a mess. The phones rang like crazy and everytime someone answered it they got the same news. About a carnage in a restaurant. They were already sending cops to investigate and look at the crime scene but it was still a mess at the station. Suddenly, a desperate woman enters the place. She looked pale and tired. She ran to the cop at the reception.

- Please! Help me! My daughter has been gone for a whole day! I tried calling and even visited her work and apartment but she wasn't anywhere! - the woman cries.

- Please, calm down, ma'am. - the cop says. - What's your daughter's name?

- Amelia Simmons. - the woman says, restless.

- Alright... - he types the woman's daughter's name. - When was the last time you saw her?

- 2 days ago. - the woman says, fidgeting her fingers.

- Where? - he asks.

- At her apartment, I went to bring her the food I made, like I always do. - she says.

- Okay. Ma'am, we'll look into it. Please go home, and stay calm. Everything will be fine. - he says, trying to comfort her.

She nods and slowly drags herself out. The cop quickly runs through the halls and knocks on a door. When he hears a "come in" coming from the inside, he turns the door knob and enters the room. He stares at the woman, Martha Ortiz, and waits for permission to talk.

- What do you need, Louis? As you can see, I'm a bit busy right now. - she says, not looking at the man.

- Yes, Mrs.Ortiz. A woman just came in to report a disappearance, do you think it's related to today's incident? - he asks, making her finally look at him.

She was a beautiful black haired woman. She had a softly tanned skin and dark brown eyes. Her very short hair fitted her strong personality perfectly. She was wearing her uniform. She was the chief of police. She was very much respected by everyone, and literally everyone.

- No, I don't think so, Louis. - she says, paying attention to the photos and documents in front of her.

- Yes, Mrs.Ortiz. I apologize for interrupting. - he says, leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

- Martha, are you sure they're not related? - the man next to her says.

- Yes, Daniel. Today's incident is a literal carnage. - she says, serious.

- I know... But maybe it could be related in any way? - he still insisted on the possibility.

- I don't think so. We should continue investigating. I'm going to the place now. Are you coming with me? - she asks, getting up.

- I'll stay and take care of things in here. - he says.

- Alright. See you later. - she says, leaving.

She entered the police car and drove to the restaurant where the incident happened. There were lots of people around trying to see what was inside, and when they did, their heart fell. It was a grotesque and horrible scene. She quickly squished herself and passed in between the people, entering the crime scene. There was some specialists taking pictures and analysing the bodies. The blood was fresh and everywhere. As she walked, she stepped on a puddle of the red liquid and left bloody footprints behind. As soon as the specialist in charge saw her, they nodded at each other and went to a more quiet place to talk about the incident.

- So? - Martha says expectantly. The man sighs.

- We don't know what happened. - he says.

- What?! - she says, irritated.

- We tried the CCTV but it oddly stopped working after 8:47pm. - he says looking down. She places a hand on her forehead, furious. She then kicks a trash bag that was close by to relieve her anger.

- So you don't know who did that? - she asks in a angry tone.

- No, ma'am. - he says, looking down.

- Shit... - she curses under her breath. - Keep investigating. We'll find out what happened. Do you understand?

- Yes, Mrs.Ortiz. - he nods.

- Good. - she says as she storms away.

She was God damn furious. Such barbaric thing happened and they can't find who did that? It was frustrating. The problem was... They wouldn't be able to stop it... Even if they found out who did it...

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Will carefully opens your room's door. You were still sleeping. He smiles to himself and gets close to the bed, sitting on the end of it, next to you. He admired your sleeping figure with passion and loving in his eyes. He softly runs his finger on your mesmerizing face. First on your cheek, then your nose and then your lips. Oh your soft lips. He could only imagine how it would feel to touch it with his. But it was too risky. He knew his feeling weren't corresponded. He wanted to give you time to realize that he was the one for you, and not anyone else. Not Nathaniel, not Robin, but him. He would wait, no matter how long it would take. He would wait for you patiently. He knew his charm was already having effect over you, he was almost there. Just a little bit more, and you would be his, forever. He would make sure you wouldn't escape once you became his and only his. He then, starts reciting a passage from the book Pillow Thoughts by Courtney Peppernell.

"I thought about kissing you today
And yesterday
And the day before that.
I know I'll be thinking about it tomorrow
And the day after that
And some more days after those days.
I think about kissing you slowly
And tracing my fingers along your lips.
I think about kissing you
In your car, in the rain, on your doorstep.
I think about kissing your dimple, your cheek, your spot.
I think about kissing only you
Not anyone else
Just you."

He gently kisses your forehead and smiles and he quietly leaves your room. As soon as he closed the door, your eyes opened. Your heart was racing and your face was red. You had woken up when he opened the door and entered the room. You felt his finger softly touching your face and his sweet voice saying such beautiful passage. God, what was he doing to you? What was that feeling? It was different from when you dated Nathaniel. This time, it was intense. Like a fire that only grew and burnt more as each day passed. This kind of moments were like fuel to that fire. He was driving you insane. That boy... He was something else.

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