Chucky Series Shorts

When I Hear Your Name

"Everything you do, I'm obsessed with you
I don't mean to scare, but you're just so cute
Every move you make, you're fucking sweeter than a cake
I wanna cut you up and put you in my oven just to bake
And everything you say is like poetry
Wanna drop you in boiling water drink, you like chamomile tea
I'd love to wipe these other bitches out, so it's just you and me
I wanna hug you like a bunny, wanna sting you like a bee"
      -Saccharine: Jazmin Bean

Where Jake is obsessed with Devon and he'll do anything for him.

Takes place in season 1

Trigger Warnings: Murder, Robbery

Jake feels blood splatter on his face, he's out of breath. Panting as he wipes the red liquid off. Jake smiles at the sight, the girl with thick, wavy, brunette hair was now dead underneath him. It's what she deserves.

You see, earlier that day, it was second period where she sat next to Devon. Rubbing all over his shoulder and yelling in his ear. It was something Jake had to witness everyday and it pained him. Today, she tried playing footsie with him during class, it was quite obvious that she had a crush on him. But Jake couldn't let anyone have him if it wasn't him holding his hand. So, he did what any other normal person would do. He found her address and killed her, and now here he was. Standing in her kitchen with blood all over him. Just great.

If you are that curious, he stabbed her, multiple times. Nothing too extreme for it being his first kill. But there was still a lost of people that he had to go after. People who have hurt Devon in the past, people who've done him dirty, and people who even thought for a second that they would ever have a chance with someone as great as Devon.

  Jake sighs, still panting as he shoved his knife into his coat pocket and jumping out the window. Not without looking around at the nice stuff around the house and stealing things first. For him and just some things he thought Devon would like. He looked at all the nice pretty rings her dad owned, placing them on his fingers as he walked down the street. Giggling with joy when he takes a better look at the small trinkets he stole as well.

  It was only eight pm. Paige's parents should be home soon, just to see her dead. Jake choked out a laugh at the thought of that. So much for their little date night at the Mexican restaurant downtown. They'll probably be traumatized. If only there was someone that could ever make Jake feel that upset if they died.

  There was Devon. If he died, Jake wouldn't ever know what to do with his life. He would probably kill himself to be honest. But he knows that Devon isn't dying anytime soon. Everybody loves him and Jake would be right by his side to protect him. He wasn't letting anybody touch him.

  Now Jake's only worry is to make up an excuse for why he randomly left the house after dinner. He thinks long and hard to think of something that would work as an excuse. He walks up to the porch of his house, praying all the blood is wiped off before he opens the door. Jake immediately sees his dad in the living room, a glass of whiskey sitting on the table.

"Where've you been?"
He asked.

"Thrift shopping."
Jake answers, looking in the mirror before walking into the living room to face his dad.

"Why so late? It's almost nine."

"Because it's going to be closed tomorrow and I've been wanting to go."

"Why is it closing?"
Lucas asked.

"Owner's husband died. She doesn't think she can run the store for a bit."
Jake claims, it was a complete lie.