~ Previously ~
"Alright, whatever, we can still work with this."
You waited for him to elaborate, but eventually had to ask, "What are you talking about..?"
He walked up to your bedside and gripped the edges of the mattress with excitement as he looked into your cautious eyes, "The plan, doll! I got the plan!"
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You awkwardly stared back at him in silence.
His expression gradually dropped with disappointment.
Was he expecting you to jump for joy or something?
The small man drew back aggressively with a dramatic huff.
He crossed his arms over his chest before finally explaining.
"Every time I go after Andy, the little shit catches on to my schemes right away. I'm guessing because the people around him start dropping like flies. Which I can't help, but whatever—it always results in my death by the end of the week."
He began to pace back and forth as he delve deeper into his thought process.
"So why not try something different? We'll distract him first, get him away from his guns, bring his guard down. And then I'll swoop in when he least expects it, and finally take his body."
He abruptly stopped in his tracks and clasped his hands together, pointing them in your direction, "The distraction will be you. You'll get Andy to fall for you, effectively luring him to me."
Once it seemed he had finished speaking, you shook your head with confusion and disbelief.
What kind of sick, manipulative plan is this?!
"W-what..?!", you stuttered, still shocked.
"What, you don't think you can do it?", Chucky asked as he made his way back over to your side, "I think you got the looks for it. When you speak though...that might be an issue. But nothing I can't fix."
You gaped down at him, appalled.
His nose wrinkled up with frustration, "What!"
"S-so, you want me to get my friend to have serious feelings for me, take advantage of that, and then bring him to his death..?"
"Yeah...what's the problem?", he asked with a shrug, "Ain't cha' wanted Andy to like you?"
You gritted your teeth and shook your head at him, "You fucking monster! You might as well kill me right now because I'm not doing that shit. I'm not like you."
Chucky peered at you for a moment before rolling his eyes with a sigh, "I thought you might say that."
He uncrossed his arms and walked away, leaving the room.
You shifted uncomfortably in your spot and swallowed, stinging your dry throat.
You were certain you were ready for death, however, you couldn't help but feel scared at the mere thought.
YOU ARE READING
Dollface | Chucky x Reader
Romance"I'm doing this for us, y/n!", Chucky shouted over the booming thunder, clutching Andy's unconscious body closer, "So we can have the stone cottage, and the front yard garden, and the kid-friendly neighborhood, and all that other shit! So we can BE...
