Alternate Yandere Charlie 2 part 7

from /hhg/ - Hazbin Hotel #343
Yandere Charlie story 1: https://pastebin.com/zvWzN3WC
Yandere Charlie 2 part 1: https://pastebin.com/DZNb3ffx
Alternate Yandere Charlie 2 part 2: https://pastebin.com/iLEBgFDT
Alternate Yandere Charlie 2 part 3: https://pastebin.com/rB7iXJGQ
Alternate Yandere Charlie 2 part 4: https://pastebin.com/j8NNSPDq
Alternate Yandere Charlie 2 part 5: https://pastebin.com/ZaYuWfnd
Alternate Yandere Charlie 2 part 6: https://pastebin.com/w8jWgWm3
Alternate Yandere Charlie 2 part 8: https://pastebin.com/is3GDzzJ
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Alternate Yandere Charlie 2 part 10: https://pastebin.com/4E333aKP
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And alright, part 7 now lads

>(P.O.V: Anon)
>It was at least 10 PM currently, barely anyone else was in the store with you other than the clerk
>While you were tired as hell, you wanted to stay up a little longer.
>Charlie hadn't summoned you last night, giving you the best sleep you had in a week.
>But you didn't know how much longer that would last, least she catch you off guard and drag your ass back to the hotel for good.
>The clerk caught your attention with your receipt and how much you had to pay.
>Forking over your cash, you exited the store and began heading back to your apartment.
>You had a good 5 minute drive ahead if you, not too long, but you were still kind of drowsy from whatever spell Charlie had put on you.
>Your hand fished around your pocket before gripping the cold metal of your keys.
>With your car unlocked you began opening the door, praying you get another good night.
>"A-Anon?"
>The voice caught you off-guard, especially who it sounded like
>No way
>It couldn't have been
>You tried rationalizing with yourself that it wasn't her talking to you.
>But then you turned around, and there she stood.
"Stacy?"
>Your ex stood there next to your car, holding some text books in her arms.
>You took another look around, seeing that your car was the only one there.
>Which was odd, since last you checked she lived in the other side of the city.
>Finally Stacy broke the silence
>"Sooo......it's been a while I guess....how've you been?"
>Yep, this was awkward, so awkward you didn't know if this was worst than the nightmares or not.
"Yeah....a year almost.....your still in law school I guess..."
>"Sure am.....are you still doing buisness?"
"Yeah, still have my internship to."
>"Oh, nice"
>And the silver returned
"Well, nice chatting with you Stacy, if you-"
>"Hold on?"
>She stopped you again, whatever Stacy wanted she seemed hesitant about.
>Then she spoke
>"Look, I know you probably still hate me for what's happened, but can you drive me home?"
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>waitasecond.exe
"What?"
>"My car......I got in an accident, I'm not hurt or anything but my car's too broken down to start. I just need a ride, just for tonight, please Anon."
"Couldn't you just call the police or something."
>"Not now, it's just........can you please, I need someone I can trust right now."
>You looked at her again, still feeling skeptical
>Then you saw her eyes.
>Surrounded by dark circles and bags
>Stacy told you about her condition, her stress induced insomnia that kept her up a lot.
>Seeing it now meant she was serious, something was up.
"Alright, hope in."
>"Thank you, your a lifesaver."
>Then the two of you drove off.

>The drive ahead of you know was at least more than 20 minutes tops
>And for a good bit of it, the two of you sat in silence again.
>Then Stacy broke it again
>"Hey......did you......know......Mike died?"
"I did, Detective Garret brought me in for questioning."
>"Does he thing you did it?"
"No, I'm pretty sure he doesn't."
>"Okay..."
>Silence reigned again
"I'm not mad anymore about it Stacy."
>You said suddenly, almost shocking yourself with it.
>"Hm?"
"Look, what's happened happened, I'm glad we were both able to move on afterwards."
>"Really?"
"Yeah, you said you were sorry and that's that."
>"Still didn't like how it got there though."
"Me neither"
>"........have you found anyone new yet?"
"No......haven't......you?"
>"Me neither, just been single for a while."
"Is it good?"
>"I guess...."
"Same for me"
>You eventually made it to her apartment.
"Well, looks like we made it."
>Stacy began to get out of the car before stopping.
>"Hey, could you.....walk in with me to?"
"Hm?"
>"Please just, you don't even have to stay for long, hell, just take me to my floor and that'll be good. You won't even have to leave the elevator either."
>You thought for a moment before you answered
"Okay."
>And through the lobby you went, and soon to her room, you decided to follow her there for her sake.
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>Stacy's apartment was pretty neat, somewhat similar to your own apartment.
>Though in her bedroom, you spotted some of her sleep meds lying around, other than that the place was clean.
>She sat on her couch as you looked around.
"The place looks nice Stace"
>Stacy smiles a little as you said that, your nickname for her while you dated.
>"A clean home makes for a clean mind, heard someone say that once, I forgot who though."
>Your phone's clock read 10:30, you wanted to go back, but you stayed, figuring you should see what was bothering Stacy.
"So, you sure everything's okay with you?"
>"For the most part."
>You both stared at each other
"Your bags say otherwise."
>"Not like you look any better."
>Even with good night you had, you still looked somewhat tired
"I'm just making sure things are fine, not like I want you to get hurt or anything."
>Stacy didn't say anything.
>After a moment you started to get up.
>"Someone's been following me."
>She said quickly and bluntly
"You're joking, Stace you're not being serious are you?"
>"I am."
"Have you told anyone about this? The police, your friends, am I the first person you've told?"
>"Anon it's not that easy, I don't have any proof other than......."
"Other than?"
>"You wouldn't believe me if I told you, you'd think I'm insane."
"Do you know what they look like?"
>"Maybe?"
"What does that mean?"
>"Last night this girl came knocking on my door asking for directions for a certain room, I gave her them and she left, she gave me the creeps the whole time though, like, I was in danger or something."
>Oh no
>Oh god oh fuck
"What did she look like?"
>"Pale skin, and red hair."
>You froze
>She was here
>Thus was bad, this was very bad
>If Charlie didn't know where you lived, she at least had a good idea where you were.
>Worse, she knew where Stacy lived
>Sure, you both broke up with each other and weren't dating anymore, nor did you have any desire to get back together.
>But still, Stacy didn't deserve this.
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>"Anon?"
>You blinked
>"You okay? You just spaced out there?"
"Uhh yeah, sorry. Just that this is kind of startling, you know?"
>"For me, you the one who was almost murdered a few months back, right?"
"Doesn't make this any less scary, are you sure you can't go to the police?"
>"And tell them I think some stranger I have directions to just last night was stalking me for the past few weeks?"
"Weeks?"
>"The past 2 weeks, she broke my car down just last night"
"Did she leave anything behind? Hair, fingerprints, blood?"
>"She left a decapitated pig had on the roof of my car."
"What about tonight?"
>"Maybe? The car spun out of control in the middle of the road and I hit a tree. I don't even know how I got out with just bruises."
>You put your face in your hands for a moment before you sat up.
"Okay Stace, I believe you alright, and I'll be there for you if you need me. Please, just be careful."
>"You're not leaving yet are you?"
"No, not for a bit."
>"Really? Well, now what?"
>And for the next hour the two of you just sat and talked, catching up on each other's lives and about random stuff.
>In a way, it felt nice talking to Stacy again.
>But you were just, sort of friends, this wasn't going anywhere else.
>Least you two break up again and you wind up depressed yet again.
>At 11:30, the two of you bid each other goodnight and you left.
>The drive home was uneventful
>It wasn't until you got home that something remotely spooky happened
>Out of the corner of your eye, someone spilled a trash can in front of you.
>The person ran off out of sight before you could catch a glimpse of them.
>Despite that, you just kept walking and soon enough, you found yourself showered off and ready for bed
>You were out in seconds, unaware of the pissed off demon princess gloomily walking down below in the parking lot.
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>(P.O.V: Charlie)
>3 hours later
>You sat alone doing the one thing that always cheered you up.
>Tinkering
>While you were okay with some of the basics when it came to dark magic, you weren't the best.
>But what you lacked in skill, you made up with in your strength and ingenuity.
>If anything, your little brother Damian was better with that magic bull crap.
>The workshop was just more of your scene.
>It always managed to soothe you.
>Even now, after seeing that harlot trying to take away your man.
>Did he forget that she broke his heart, and that she'd probably do it again if they got back together?
>No, No not now
>You already let your anger out in the lobby.
>Niffty, bless her soul, was still in the midst cleaning up all that debris.
>As you tinkered away at your gauntlet, adding in new eyes and replacing the saw blade, in a drawer beside you was the journal entry you stole.
>Your workshop was already well hidden as is, it only made sense to hide it there, so that Anon wouldn't find it.
>Click
>Your gauntlet was all fixed up, and you had a target already in mind.