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[3rd person pov]

Parker looks around the living room, not seeing Chester anywhere, "I swear he was right here... was it all a dream..?" He decides to walk outside but when he does, he's met with the living room of Layla, with a not so "living" atmosphere. Blood painted the floors and walls and a just as red corpse lied on the marble flooring. The taller looked down to see a knife, still in his hand, and his body gored right to the tips of his black boots.

"Why-... why am I still here..? Why haven't I left..?" The brunette sat on the floor, contemplating everything. Then, the corpse woke up. It sat, staring at him, an eerie chill ruptured down his spine. "Layla..?" She frowned, her eyes blood-stained. "You.. killed me.. Parker, why'd you do it..?" She began crying, reaching a hand out to him. He held onto it for awhile, holding a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "I-... Lay.. I had no choice... I-I'm so sorry..."

"Parker..?" Chester shook him awake, he was relieved to see that it was just a dream and naturally smiles at the shorter. "Are you okay dude? You were shaking a lot so I woke you up." The lighter brunette frowned with his eyebrows slightly as Parker sank deep into thought.

Suddenly there was a knock at the front door.

"I'll get it," Parker insisted, walking towards the noise. When he opened it his eyes went wide.

"Layla..?"

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Filler chapter!