(Y/n Pov)

She was such a good friend. If only she would have kept her little whore mouth shut. Then this wouldn't have happened. It's not my fault. It's all her fault.

(Narrator Pov)

(Y/n) took her body and propped her up in a chair. She then got to work. "There. She's pretty again," smiled (Y/n). The girl got new blond hair, her throat  was stitched back together, her insides were disposed off and filled with preservatives. Then her whole body was sprayed with a special plastic coating. "My cute new doll," She smiled. (Y/n) lifted the body over her shoulder and put set her in a chair made perfectly for her.

"Why does he only like sluts. I mean, I'm perfect. I changed so much for him... Yet those whores wont leave him alone!!," (Y/n) paced around her doll room. "I guess he doesn't get the picture yet. What a shame, I'm running out of room too. I guess I have no choice. I have to keep going," she sighed as she put back the scapulae behind the cabinet in its little holder. "I wonder who my newest Doll will be today," she giggled as she walked out the door and locked it behind her. Her doll room was through her closet. The small door hidden behind a mirror and fake wood paneling.

Her name is (Y/n). She is (age), and she had an unsettling obsession over a boy she met last year. His name is Daniel James Howell. On the day she snapped, she threw everything out the window. Nothing, not prison time, not human life, not even her life was above Dan. So she came to a conclusion. In order to save him she had to eliminate everything that would hurt him. It didn't matter if he wanted it or not.

(Flashback before the day they met) (Y/n Pov)

"Well looks like I work the graveyard shift tomorrow. Sucks," I sighed looking over my work schedule. I work at a sweets shop across from the post in central London. I moved here on my own thinking I could handle it, but now I'm working so much to afford my place that my little to no social life has gone down the drain. "I guess I can't complain too much. I live alone so I can do whatever I want, but now I kinda wish I had at least someone to talk to," I said to myself before reaching for my laptop and typing in my favorite YouTuber's name.

Dan Howell

He made me feel so much happier. Something about him was heartwarming in my eyes. He's so relatable and kind that it made my heart flutter. It's embarrassing, but I even wrote stories on how we'd meet and fall in love. I knew they weren't going to happen, but the more I read the more I couldn't tell if Dan did something in real life or if I read it. The lines began to blur more and more. I guess he's also the reason I moved to London. I just wanted to meet him... even if just for a second.

After binge watching for hours I headed to bed. I don't do much on my days off. Mostly just stay inside and browse the internet. Most people would probably hate it. but I'm pretty happy with it. For the most part.

The next day I headed to work. Normal everyday stuff. It hit around 11:34 pm. "Why did the boss think people would want sweets till 2am. Probably drunks or weirdos," I sighed standing at the cashier table. My boss thought that opening a night shift would bring in new business, but so far I have yet to see it. I almost nodded off till I heard the bell from the front door. I opened one eye and I froze. "Hello? Are you still open?"

I wanted to respond, but I couldn't. He walked up to me. "Sorry I may have not spoke loud enough. Are you guys still open, I lost a bet with my flat mate and I need to pick up a few things." He smiled. I nodded and he turned and started picking out some sweets from the case. "I can't believe he's here... it's him! I'm not dreaming am I!! It's DAN HOWELL!" I mentally screamed at myself. Thank god he gave me time to calm down. I can do this!

"Here you go that will be 17 pounds Here is your change," I said ringing him up. "Thanks, I may have bought too much," he smiled. "It's ok. I'm glad someone finally came in. We're trying out new hours and I got stuck with this one," I said nervously. "Then I guess I found my new favorite shop. Hope to see you around," he smiled, before waving good bye and walking out the door. "I think I found my new favorite working hours," I smiled to myself. Finally I wouldn't be so alone.

At first it was great. He came in every two to three days. Even if it was just to buy one thing. I volunteered for every night shift and it began to come in everyday to work. I just told my boss I needed extra money. I kept this up for about 6 months. And I felt like Dan and I were becoming so close. Yet it all came crashing down when he brought in a girl with him.

Unbalanced sleep schedule + fanfiction + obsession + seeing boy you love with a girl =

The day she snapped.

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Hello hey guys I know is that my fanfiction's have been getting a lot more graphic and dark or scary but don't worry I have a really cute one that I'm working on that should be ready to post soon! Thank you all for bearing with me!
-AnnaChi246