My Beautiful Rose

By JRich_2832

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This is a Sexual Offenderman X Reader book, I hope you enjoy it. It's very short, but I'm sure you'll like it... More

Chapter 1
Chapter 3
Chapter 4

Chapter 2

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By JRich_2832

"Okay, so what shall I have for breakfast?" You ask yourself out loud, walking over to your kitchen. You open your fridge and then look inside. Feeling as lazy as you did at that moment, you grabbed something quick and then sat it down on your kitchen table. You sighed as you thought about yesterday.

"Offenderman is just a fiction character," you said out loud, trying to convince yourself, as you then began to eat your food. Although you knew he wasn't real, you couldn't shake the feeling that maybe, just maybe, he IS real.

Maybe everything that you knew was a complete and total LIE. Maybe ghosts are actually real, maybe everything, EVERY SINGLE MONSTER, you've read and heard of are true. The boogeyman, werewolves, vampires, demons, and every monster and deranged serial killer from Creepypasta is one hundred percent REAL. Maybe... but you didn't want them to be real. They shook your very core.

It terrified you how they can kill without feeling guilty whatsoever. It bothered you that in each story they kill without any emotion. They kill because it is "too much fun". Every time you've read one of those stories, you get this nasty pit in your stomach. It made you so disturbed that they're willing to kill ANYONE. That meant that if they were real, they'd kill you without any questions. Just a quick stab to the heart or feeling your own head being torn off of your body.

Looking at your empty plate, you felt your breakfast settle awfully in your stomach. You felt as though you were going to throw up. Taking deep breaths, you forced the feeling to pass as you then stood up, erasing every thought you had about that monster.

"I think some television might help me to get that stuff off of my mind," you state as you slowly make your way over to your couch. You relax into the soft material of the couch and pick up the remote. You look for the big red "on" button and then press it, pointing it at the t.v. screen. You stare at the black screen, waiting for it to turn on. It turned on, straight into an action scene.

A man with short, spiky, brown hair in a black leather jacket and jeans was running as fast as he could. An older man, a police officer, ran behind him; the police officer catching up with the leather jacket man. They seemed to be in a big city, New York most likely. They ran pass all kinds of tall buildings, running into people and knocking them over. They both then ran into a couple of alley ways; the young man trying to lose the officer. The young man then ran into a dead end in an alley way. He froze with his hands in the air as the police officer pulled his gun our of his holster.

"Please! It's not me, I swear! I didn't kill her!" The young man yelled, out of breath. The officer stood there, catching his breath as well.

"Then why'd you run?" The officer asks, still taking short breaths of air, squinting. The young man paused, looking around, then back at the gun and its owner.

"Even if I didn't, you'd still find every possible way to pin it on me, right?" He states, "...'cause I just fit the profile, don't I? Troublemaker, had a troubled past, "mommy issues" - God, I even own a gun! I can stand here and tell you the truth- that I didn't do it- but, you'll never believe me. You'll find the smallest "evidence" such as a strand of her hair ten feet outside of my place and then arrest me for the poor girl's murder. You cops never serve much justice like you are supposed to," the young man replies.

"Wow," you comment. He sure told him, you thought.

"Look, how about we just have a little chat at the station. You tell me some things and I see if you're telling the truth or not," the officer responded. The man sighed, putting his hands on his head as he got on his knees. The officer walked over to him and then quickly grabbed the guy's hands, putting them behind his back; quickly handcuffing him as he then forced the man to stand.

Even though you enjoy a little cop show here and there, you weren't in the mood at the moment. You let it continue to play as you looked through the television guide, looking for something exciting to watch.

"Nope."

"No..."

"Um... no."

"Hmm.... maybe- no."

"Oh! I love this- oh, uh.. no."

"Nooo..."

"Uh, hmm.... um, maybe I could watch- no."

"Ha, not in a million years."

"No."

"Nope."

"Ha! Are they actually kidding me? Hahaha!"

"No!"

"Why can't I just find something?"

"Um, I guess I could watch this one... it's about- no."

"Nope. Not in the mood for that."

"No! No! No!"

"Why cant they have one good show?"

"No!!! Stupid T.V.!!!"

"Oh. I'm back where I started... I guess I'll just watch this," you say, clicking back on to the cop show.

"-I swear it wasn't me, man! I didn't do anything to her!" The man yelled, sitting in an interrogation room; the police officer smiling at him.

"Well, we'll just see about that, won't we," the officer smiled, his perfect white teeth shining through. The camera then zoomed out to show both of them sitting there before cutting to commercial.

It quickly cuts to a beautiful woman with blonde hair and bright blue eyes smiling as she holds up a burger the size of her head.

"With the new highly addictive "Mess You Up Burger" you'll have a very addictive, greasy and unhealthy meal for weeks!" The announcer exclaims, cheerfully.

The woman then starts shoving her face into the "Mess You Up Burger". You can hear her tearing it up inside, sounding like a complete animal. You flinch as you continue to watch her chomping down on the burger.

"The "Mess You Up Burger" is the messiest burger in town. Filled with grease and everything that could stop your heartbeat, this burger will sure be your last dying wish!" The announcer continues.

The woman then lifts her head up from the burger, taking a big breath of air. Her face was a complete mess and food was in clumps of her hair; chunks of meat was falling out of her mouth. You watch as you try to fight everything that was trying to come up. You continued to watch as the woman then shoved her head back into the burger, acting like a complete animal.

"As you can see, this burger is highly addictive and will most likely kill you if you eat it. Layered in greasy beef, bacon, steak, and pork with blocks of cheese in between; this burger is sure to end your life. Come get yours now at any nearby 'It-Might-Kill- Ya Roadhouse'."

The commercial ends as another one starts. You clutch your stomach, feeling everything in it move around. Who would actually eat something like that?

"Well, I guess anyone getting paid will eat it," you replied to yourself, shaking your head in disappointment. You sigh as you quickly then turn off the television. You sit there, soaking in the silence. Feeling that your stomach was still uneasy, you decided to lie down in your bed for a bit.

You waddled your way to your bedroom, closing the door behind you. Then, you jumped on your bed, quickly getting comfortable. You could feel yourself sinking into the soft matrice; your body feeling heavier and heavier, sinking deeper into the matrice. Closing your eyes, you quickly fell asleep.

While you comfortably fell asleep, a tall creature teleported into your room; his trench coat and hat the only thing he had on him. He stood over you, watching your sleeping body while a smirk ran across his face. Big, sharp, pointy teeth peeked in between his white lips.

He continued to smirk as he placed his hand on you. For whatever reason, he liked you a lot. His smirk quickly transformed into a frown. He starred at you for a while before he then smiled again.

"It's time to come live with me, (y/n). I've prepared my bed for you," he whispers in your ear as he then gently slides his hands under your sleeping body; picking you up gently. He holds you close as he then teleports you to his bedroom in his mansion. He slowly places you down on the bed, making sure you are under the covers. He then lays down beside you, holding you close to him before he fell asleep.

You continued to stay asleep, not aware of what had happened to you. Offenderman fell asleep, eager to wake up to you in his bed. Tomorrow will be a very strange day for you...

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That's the end of this Chapter! I hope you like it so far and I can't wait to write more chapters for y'all!!!

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