"What the actual fuck it that?!" Harry shouted at the screen
It was up to the part where the lady had taken some rubbish to the bin outside and she was playing music on the record player, but as she was outside, the track freakishly changed to some creepy ass song, singing tiptoe to the window, and when she looked in the window, some creepy man is dancing to the music, but he disappears when she runs inside.
"Who owns a record player in 2013 anyway?" he growled.
I scoffed at his remark, and Harry tightened his hold on me, in a warning way for me to watch my attitude towards him. I clamped my mouth shut, not wishing to anger Harry.
"Don't follow the damn child! Dumb bitch!" Harry spat, shouting at the screen. "When a random little kid appears in your room and runs away, you don't fucking chase it!" he continued.
As more and more of the movie passed, the more I felt like I was going to have a heart attack and die. This movie was seriously going to be the death of me. If Harry isn't, or course...
"I need to piss, before I piss my pants!!" I screamed, hating this movie with every fibre of my body.
"I'm not falling for that Melanie, we both know what you attempted last time." Harry seethed, and it was true, only this time I was telling the truth, I really did hate need to piss, this move was beyond freaking me out, and I have no idea how much longer I could control it.
Fine but I'm going in there with you." Harry grumbled.
"Ew no! Just wait outside! I'm not going to risk running Harry! Even if I did want to, it's dark outside, and after watching this fucking movie, I'm not going to jump out into the darkness in the middle of nowhere!" I pleaded.
"Aww, is little Melly scared?" Harry laughed, poking my sides with his cold fingers.
"Hell yes! You even jumped a few times!" I defended myself.
"Fine. But avoid standing too close to the window, I've seen some odd shadows there before." Harry chuckled, teasing me. I scowled at him, but jumped up, Harry of course following me upstairs. "Be careful!" Harry called through the wooden door, rumbling with laughter as I growled at him. Prick.
Once I had done my business, ducking my head so nobody could see me outside. I know it sounds silly, but that damn movie had really gotten to me, I opened the door, only to hear Harry yell out.
"AH! FUCK!"
I screamed in fear, and slammed the door closed, locking it, and hiding in the corner.
Breathe.
Calm down Melanie.
Breathe.
I listened carefully, and grew confused when I heard the strumming of the ukulele. Play the song now!!
"Harry?" I called out, my voice quivering slightly. This isn't funny, stop it!" I whined.
I pressed my ear to the door, and heard Harry again.
"FUCK!" I heard him yell again. "MELANIE!"
I took a step back, part of me telling me it was a joke, but I was too scared to do anything else.
"Tiptoe through the window"
I almost screamed when I heard the music playing.
"By the window, that is where I'll be. Come tiptoe through the tulips with me."
"This isn't funny Harry! Cut it out!" I screamed.
No reply, yet the damned music continued to play.
Oh, tiptoe from the garden
By the garden of the willow tree
And tiptoe through the tulips with me"
"Harry please!" I begged. "Stop this!"
Nothing.
"Fuck you!" I fumed.
Anger washed through me, and I had a sudden burst of bravery, so I threw the door open, and stormed out. I glance around, but nobody was there. "You little bitch." I fumed. My eyes landed on the gun on Harry's nightstand.
"Bingo." I whispered to myself.
I quickly picked it up, and held it to my chest like people did in the movie's. I crept down the hallway, and cursed when the damn floor boards creaked.
My eyes landed on a shadow that was showing, proving Harry was hiding in the room in front on me, behind the wall. I took in a deep breath.
I didn't want to kill Harry, but I knew that a bullet in his leg would injure him, and that would give me the chance to steal the car and drive to safety.
I crept forward, and curled my finger around the trigger. I mentally assured myself to aim for him thigh, shoot and run.
"BOO!" he screamed, jumping out in front of me
"SHIT!" I screamed so loud, and I got such a fright, my finger pulled the trigger, causing the bang to echo through the house.
He let out a loud oomph, and crumpled to the ground. I screamed out, knowing I had killed him by accident, and fell to my knees. I didn't want to murder him, this cant be happening.
"Melanie! Thank God! I heard the bullet and though he fucking shot you!" I spun to see Harry, a pair of cuffs hanging off one of his wrists, the other dangling since it he had broken it, sweat covered his forehead, his curls were a mess, and a gag hung loose on his neck, from where it had originally been around his mouth, gagging him.
Harry's voice sounded behind me, and I felt his arms wrap around my waist. "You shot him?" Harry asked.
"What? How?" I gasped
I turned around to check who I had shot, the person who I had thought was Harry. My eyes scanned up his torso were red liquid stained his shirt, before landing on his voice that had paled. Oh no. Fuck no. Tears burned my eyes as I realized who I had shot.
Ashton.
Child's Play
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