The boy from the screen (BEN Drowned x Reader)

Chapter Two: Roommates

It had been two weeks since BEN first arrived. He didn't bother me too much, but he was kind of annoying. He'd glitch my game when I was in the middle of a boss battle, he'd hide my stuff when I needed them, and what bothered me most of all was he'd mess around on my phone and rearrange all the files.

"Oh my- for the love of the goddess, LEAVE MY SHIT ALONE!"

BEN dropped the box that held my pokemon cards and looked at me. "What? Am I finally getting you to break to insanity? Hm?"

I grumbled. "I'll go insane and snap your little elf neck if you don't stop."

"Okay okay, damn." He began putting all my stuff back. "You really are different from the others."

I paused my game and looked at him again. "What do you mean by that? Nobody else you haunted reacted this way before?" I took a drink of Sunny D before going back to my game. BEN sat next to me and watched. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye every now and then to make sure he didn't mess with the game. Instead, he actually gave me tips and showed me hidden areas in the game.

"Wow... You're- actually not that annoying when you're being helpful." I grin. "It's almost as of you like me or something." I laughed as he nudged me away from him with a slightly annoying look. But I could still see the laughter in his eyes.

"Like I'd ever like a weirdo like you. You're too much like Jeff."

I tilt my head questioningly. I heard about Jeff. Jeff the killer is fairly well known.
"How am I like him?"
BEN nodded to the machete laying on my bed.
"You both are all about the stabby things."

I laughed. "So is that why you haven't killed me yet? Because I remind you of Jeff?" Sure I sometimes wanted end game people in the most beautifully bloody way possible, but I wasn't gonna go ransacking a neighborhood.
BEN watched me play the game a little longer before I decided to find a save point and turn off the game.

"Hey BEN, hoe long are you gonna hang around me?" I look at him. I was genuinely curious. I recalled all the stories of how he had tormented all his past victims before killing them brutally.
He didn't say anything at first. It seemed as if he was pondering that for himself.
"Well, of course I'll kill you eventually and move on like I always do."

Yep, there it was just as expected. I knew I'd die eventually in the future by hanging out with a literal killer that lives in my TV. Until then, I decided I'd at least try to live life normally as best I could.

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Days passed, and nothing too extraordinary happened. Until BEN finally decided it was time to kick things up a notch. It was no longer just little things like glitching the TV or hiding my things. Every night I'd be plagued with unsettling nightmares of drowning. Which worked in his favor since I had a huge fear of oceans and lakes. I'd be kept up countless nights, sometimes not bothering to sleep at all.

"Doctors say if you don't sleep for days you'll go clinically insanely." He gently slapped my face. "So wakey wakey nut case!" He grinned.
So his plan to drive me mad is to mess up my sleep schedule? I just rolled my eyes and yawned. I had managed to sneak in a few naps when he vanished into the TV for a while. I had no idea where it was he went, but it didn't matter to me as long as I managed to get some sleep in.

I lay on my bed playing Minish Cap on my gameboy when BEN glided from the TV.
"Alright, since keeping you awake is doing nothing, I'm gonna drive you crazy another way."
I paused the game and looked at him. "What if I'm already crazy, and I just don't show it?"
He blinked.

"Shit, you're right."
He sat in my beanbag chair looking defeated.
I

got up and sat in front of him. He looked back at me for a bit before giving me a challenging expression.

"If you're insane, then prove it."

I blinked at him, then bopped him on the head. "And how am I gonna do that, hm?"

"I'll take you somewhere tonight. To another target of mine."

I sighed, easily figuring out where this is going. He seemed to take delight at my understanding of the situation. Moving away from me he went back to the TV.
"I'll check on you later. I have things to prepare."
And with that, he vanished into the screen.
Sighing, I lay on my bed. There have been loads of times I wanted to kill people because they pissed me off, but I've never actually acted upon it before.

"I guess this is what it's like to have a killer as a roommate."

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A/N: sorry the chapter is short. I didn't know what else to put for this part lol. But I hope you like it.