Another Plot twist

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We both pulled away, breathing heavily for air. 

I looked in the back. Sophia was still asleep. She pecked my lips once more. "Not here." She whispered and got out of the car.

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I went inside with the bags and Y/n held the sleepy Princess. 

Before I started cooking, I checked on Phil to see if he was still play fighting Kirsten over fortnite. He had Kirsten next to him, his arm wrapped around her and her head on his shoulder, watching a movie together. 

"Phil." I whisper yelled. He looked up to me. "Hmm?" He hummed. "I kind of need help. I don't know how to make spaghetti." I mumbled a little but he understood somehow and stood up. Kirsten was glued to the movie. 

I leaned forward to see what she was watching. 

"What ya watchin?" I questioned, trying to figure out what was on. 

"The Labyrinth. Duh." She smiled and turned the volume up. "Oh. What's it about?" I curiously asked. 

"The girl right there, Sarah, was tired of always having to babysit her baby step er so she called out to the goblins to take him away. She regrets it right away and feels bad. The goblin king sees her and tells her to just give up on her half brother but she doesn't want to. He then shows her his labyrinth to the castle where he kept the baby and she accepts the quest. From then on she goes through the mysterious mazes before her little brother could become a goblin." Kirsten looked up at me. 

"Right. I haven't seen it before but I know David Bowie is in here or something." I stared at the tv. 

"He is the goblin king. My favourite character actually. He died on my birthday..." "Oh really?! When's your birthday?" "January tenth.." "That's unfortunate to happen." I sighed and she nodded. 

Phil rolled his eyes and pulled me into the kitchen, "Since when did you start being nice to her? Last time I checked, you always G-Noted her and picked on her.." Phil crossed his arms. "I just want to change because I don't want to treat my bestfriends girl like shit. I will continue to G-Note her though because her inner emo is funny" I took the food out of the bags.

"Crap." I looked in the other bags.

"What's wrong?" Y/n came into the kitchen. "I forgot to get spaghetti... We can't have spaghetti without spaghetti." I put my coat on and pulled on my shoes.

"I'll be right back." I kissed her cheek before leaving the flat.

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I bought the pasta and started leaving the building. The car was parked on a isolated street because I don't like interacting with humans. 

Before I could get into the car, someone from behind suddenly pushed me. 

Was it the creepy boy? 

I turned around to find Dave...

"Dave? How did you find me?" I nervously stumble on my words. "I heard you took my girl." He glared daggers at me. "She doesn't want to see you anymore.. Just let her go." I tried my best to sound tough. "Tell me, when you got her under the sheets, did she taste lik-" Before he finished I swung my fist to his face. He stumbled back, holding his face in pain.

"Don't talk about her like that! I sternly shouted. He smirked and pulled me by the collar of my shirt, pointing a pocket knife to my throat. 

My eyes widen and I didn't move. 

"Better be more wise with your actions kid." He pressed it a little deeper, enough to make a tiny cut. "Now I need you to do something for me or I will kill you and your stupid little family. I know where you live." He threatened. 

"In a week from now, meet me at the park down by Alkey street. When I see you at the park I want you to never see Y/n again." 

My heart dropped. "What?!" I managed to choke out. "It's only fair. If I don't get her, you won't get her either. Just let her get over you. And you can't take Sophia or warn them about my plans because I will kill her. Same goes with telling the police." 

My eyes watered. "Just be glad I'm giving you a week with her," he pulled the knife away from my throat and walked away. 

I can feel a little bit of blood drip from my neck. I got into my car and locked the doors, resting my head onto the steering wheel as tears poured down my face.

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A/N:

I did say you wouldn't like my plan >:)

But don't worry, this is going somewhere.

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