Requested by lizzythecats123
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Y/n was his first favorite masterpiece to paint during all the classes without being noticed by the teachers.
She was actually shorter, shy-er and the most adorable person in their class. He loved how shy and helpless she looked.
He remembered that time she almost tripped and fell, but he held her.
He remembered that time all of her books slipped from her hands, and he helped her.
She was so small compared to him, he could have easily just pushed her with his pinky finger and shoved her to the ground, but he never dared to.
She was so pure and special.
But the problem was, would Y/n manage to notice the big and quiet guy, or would he have to make the first move?
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"For today's art class, I will put some 'home work' for you." The teacher said as many students groaned.
"I will put you in pairs and you will have to think and paint a beautiful drawing, whatever you want! The best artists will be rewarded.. You can meet up whenever you want in the weekend, I just want it to be done by next Tuesday."
Many people knew that Helen would be the one to win, he always did. His artistic skills could never be compared to any other's.
The teacher started to call some names, until it as finally his..
"Helen Otis and Y/n N/n."
Helen's heart leaped with happiness as he heard those two names together. He thought they both sounded perfect with each other!
Y/n turned and looked at him with her amazing colored orbs as he approached him and sat in the empty seat next to him.
"Hello Helen, I am looking forward on drawing with you.."
"I would say the same, Y/n." Helen said calmly as he shook her cold hand with his big and warmer one.
Y/n's cold hand embraced his warm touch as Helen's warm hand embraced her cold one, both of them enjoying the foreign touch.
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Friday after school...
Helen and Y/n had changed phones to contact with each other, as they ended up arranging to meet at Y/n's house.
They both went to her home after school as Helen kept some of his previous and most useful art supplies with him.
"That is quite a lovely house."
"Thank you.. Make yourself at home, do you want to drink anything? Coffee? Tea? Water?"
"Tea would be nice if you can.."
"Of course, you can go to my room, it is that colored door there, prepare your things and I'll be there in five minutes with the tea!"
Helen did as Y/n said, as he turned the knob and entered her room.
The beautiful smell filled Helen's nose as he couldn't help but admire her room. Her things, her bed-- Her everything!
He started to look at each photo Y/n had, smiling to himself, as he even touched some of her belongings without Y/n taking notice... Let's say that he quickly stole..... Well, some of her things and hid them deep inside his bag.
He sat on her bed and placed his hand on it, looking around the room as if he was a blind man who could see for the first time. He quickly got up and sat on the chair on the right once he heard Y/n's footsteps approach..
Y/n entered the room with two cup of tea, the one was her favorite color and the other was red..
His eyes widen. "How did you know that red is my favorite color?"
"What...? Oh, I didn't knew it, I just couldn't find a blue one, so I chose this instead! At least I got to learn something about you.." She said with an angelic chuckle.
She sat next to Helen, placing the cups on the desk but a bit far from the papers, fearing that they could stain the paintings by accident, as she brought the art supplies closer. She looked at him.
"So, what shall we draw?"
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"It turned out beautiful!" Y/n cheered and sighed, feeling proud to see their wonderful painting that they worked for nearly two hours, but a bit less.
"Yes, I agree.." Helen exclaimed as they both looked at their paintings.
"I mean, I have seen you making even better paintings, but this one is still going to win!"
"You think so?"
"I know so!"
Helen smiled at Y/n's happiness.
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The two spent some time talking, laughing and doing whatever teen would do, as if they were buddies for a long time. Time had passed, though, it was time for Helen to leave.
He turned to look at Y/n and smiled.
"It was nice today and I think we did a good job."
"Indeed we did! It was nice having you here, it can get a bit boring being alone.."
Helen chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Uh... Wanna hang out again, sometime?"
"Oh, yeah, sure, I would love that." Y/n smiled and nodded happily, making Helen smile.
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Four Months Later...
My three friend and I were outside, eating waffles (waffles are the best thing in the world--)
"I am going outside for a bit, I need to
make a phone call." I said as they nodded.
"Alright!"
As I got outside, I unlocked my phone and was about to call my mother/father/anyone else, until a strong, metallic smell hit my nose making me gag.
I saw blood coming from a dark corner…
"What the… How…."
I couldn't help but slowly make my way there… I was surprised how no one had seen it…
As I made my way closer, the smell got stronger and I saw someone hurt…
I ran to the man that was laid on the ground and tried to shake him….. But it didn't take long for me to understand that he was dead.
He had deep cuts on his neck and body….
Then I noticed something written on the wall with blood….
"FOR Y/N ♥"
I whimpered and slowly stepped back, until I turned to run away but gasped as I noticed a tall man with a smiley mask, his hands behind his back.
"Do you like it, dear?"
"W-W-Who are you?! W-What d-d-do you want from me?" My voice was trembling. He started taking a few steps closer. With each step he took closer, I backed back until I let out a noise as I tripped and fell backwards on the bloody pool. But I didn't have time to care for my clothes…
The man let out a chuckle as he continued coming closer as I dragged myself behind, my hands all covered in the red color.
When he got close, I tried to scream but he closed my mouth and brought me up by my waist, his mask staring at my face with an evil smile.
"L-Let go of me!! What do you want?!"
"I want you, Y/n."
That's when I realized how familiar his voice was. Yet, I couldn't think clear.
"H-How do you know my name…?"
"Don't you like the beautiful present I made for you? Isn't it…. A masterpiece?~" He placed my hand on his shoulder as he held my other hand and started twirling me around as if we were dancing or something, but I kept trying to break free.
"That man was staring at you, dirtying your body with his disgusting green eyes…. So I had to rip them off"
"W-W-Who are you?!"
"Bloody Painter, sweetie.."
That was the last thing he told me before he forced a clothe on my nose and mouth as I struggled to get away, but the sweet scent entered my nose as I found myself slowly weak as he held me close to him, before everything started fading to black…
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"Rise and shine, Y/n~"
I felt something touch my head as it slowly rubbed my head. It felt nice at first, until I slowly gained back my consciousness and opened my eyes to find the same man holding me in his arms in an abandoned gray room. I tried to push my body away from him, but I couldn't move.
And God, I smelled so awful!
"W-Where am I…."
"Home, dear…." His gloves hand touched my lip, "Home…"
I pushed his hand away and managed to fall on the ground as I dragged myself away from him. I got up and tried to open the door, but it was locked.
The man seemed to enjoy the sight of me trying to break the door.
"Y/n, look around you for a second." He said as I paused and slowly looked around…..
And I wish I didn't.
The room was full of photos and drawings of me, blood, human parts… God, even my clothes!
I was so horrified and disgusted…
"Why are you doing this.. What are you going to do to me….?" I asked fearfully. The man stood up before his hand moved to his mask and….
My eyes sudden.
"Helen Otis?!"
It was him. Helen.
He had a sickely loving smile on his face as his blue eyes sent cold chills run down my spine… He looked at me as if I was a small, scared and helpless kitten.
"I am in love with you."
His words were so romantic, but his fine was so empty and obsessive…
"I want you, Y/n… I need you… We are meant to be together!" He said with a laugh that seemed psychotic to me. "You are so different from the others… You are the One for me and I am the One for you!"
"W-W-What are you talking about…?"
He pulled me close to him with force making me cry a bit as he stared at me with a creepy freaky smile, "Accept my love for you, Y/n…. Admit that you love me too! Be mine…!"
Y/n couldn't believe what was happening. The most quiet person in the whole school, a serious and gentle artist was now begging for her to be his… She was horrified…
But she had to play his game for a bit, so he wouldn't get angry or anything and she would get help when it would be the right time.
With a deep swallow, she forced a tiny smile. "Y-Yes… I-I… I f-f-feel the s-s-same…"
He smiled as he pulled her against his chest. "Yes, yes yes yes! I knew you loved me too!!" He started laughing to himself. Y/n silently cried out of fear…
What was wrong with him?
He pulled away and noticed her tears and her fearful expression. "Sweetheart, you must be so happy for us that you're even crying! How adorable you are~" he kissed her tears away. She was petrified by him… But she had to act strong…. At least he believed that she was happy, so nothing suspicious would be seen…
He held her bloody red hand with his dark glove. "Do you like our room? Red is a beautiful color, and those photos and sketches of you…! But having you in my arms is the best thing I could wish for!"
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I laid between his arms as we laid on 'our' bed. He gave me soft kisses as I just looked emotionless the drawings he made for me…. And the blood…. And my clothes……
Don't worry, after two months of being here I got used to this. I am used to seeing blood, dead people… Everything seems normal to me now.
After failing four attempts to escape, I gave up trying.
Helen gives me the full attention…. He loves me… He promised me to be the perfect husband, despite not letting me go outside yet.
But you know what? I don't care anynore…
It is not bad being here….
He gives me everything I ever wished for…
Helen is the One for me…
And I am the one for him.
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Whoa, okay, Stockholm Syndrome XD
Oh, and yes, I decided to give chapters a more dark genre, not everything about 'True Love' and stuff…
I want these chapters to be, like, darker! Dark romance, fear… U know? Okay, whatever xD
And YAY, two chapters in a day! B)