Guys, I forgot the fight with Ben so he's gonna earn his own chapter here.
Ben: Yes Awesome!
Me: Shut up and let's begin!
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"Ben, can you stop wiping your sword will all my clothes? Can you use a rag or something?" You ask your boyfriend while throwing away your favorite pair of jeans and shirts.
"Nope." He said popping the 'P'.
"And why not?" You ask facing him
"Because you don't need them. You don't even dress decently so why keep all the slutty outfits? You just dress like a random whore who is trying to get a guy's eye. Like seriously, put more layers on!" He said. Once he realized what he said, he immediately shut up and softened
"Y/n-" He started
"You have two seconds to get out or I will kick you out my self" You say with a demonic voice.
"Not until I-"
*Punch!* You punched Ben's now bloody nose and smiled. You heard a little drip and realized you were crying tears of anger. You got Ben by his tunic and went to your TV. You stood in front of it and shoved Ben in it with no hesitation. Once he was inside, you unplugged your TV and shut off every other electronic you have. You then wiped away your tears and went upstairs to take a nap.
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My Love Life (Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios)
FanfictionA book with your favorite Creepypasta(s), lovely encounters, and not so lovely encounters; what's not to love? Play the role as Y/n and meet Creepypastas of your interests! I also have no idea why this sounds like a commercial but as long as it got...
