My Muffin Man

I am not sorry 

I wake up in a cold sweat. Heaving, trying to catch my breath. I sit up to see the hallway light is on. I get up to check and see bloody footprints. I follow them to the kitchen, where I was horrified to see him. The muffin man.

It's been two years since we last encountered, on that tragic night on Drury Lane. It is dark in the kitchen aside from the warm glow coming from the candles on the counter. I can see him, he's baking. Mixing flour and egg. Reminds me of the times we spent together. Times I no longer remember. I clear my throat, making my presence known.

"I know you're there, Y/N" he says. "Oh" "Must be wondering why I'm here, in your kitchen." he states "Well yes. It's been two years I-"

"I know, two years too long" he cuts me off. I walk closer to him. I can now make out his face. This is not the muffin man I used to know.

"What are you baking?" I question. "Your favorite" he smirks. I then hear the oven timer go off, the first batch is done. He gets the muffins out of the oven. I've missed moments like these, He closes the oven door and takes off his mitt, sighing, "Y/N we both know why I had to come here". "Are you... gonna fill me with your batter?" I question.

"No. I'm gonna kill you." he smiles. "But Muffin Man, I don't understand I don't understand" I cry. "You will soon my dear" he picks up a muffin and sets it down on a plate. "I've never died before, I'm kinda nervous Muffin Man" I admit looking down.

He tilts my head up, "Don't worry. It's open note". He then hands me the muffin. "Try it, my love" he gestures. I take a bite, and savor my muffin man's creation. "Well, what do you think?" he asks intently. I swallow. "Certified freak. 7 days a week. Warm ass muffin make this oven game weak ah".

He smiles at me. I'm going to miss his smile. I rest my hand on his cheek as my eyes get watery. "I... I aint ever seen... two pretty bestfrie-" "Always one of em gotta be ugly" he cuts me off as a tear rolls down his cheek.

He picks up a knife from the counter. "Any last words Y/N?" he questions. I pause for a moment. Getting one last look at him before speaking. "Bye guys thanks for watching this video. Make sure to click subscribe and to hit that like button. Don't forget to check out the link in the description for 10% off your first purchase of my brand new merch. See you next wee-"

I am cut off by him dragging the knife across my throat. The blade piercing my skin. My eyes bug out as blood comes seeping from the wound. Everything starts to become distant. Before everything becomes completely dark I get one last look at him. I die in the arms of my Muffin Man.