Ya'll really wanted a part 2 so here ya go ⚠️Gore and psychos ofc⚠️

Y/n POV

It had been a few days after Micheal and the Boogeyman had threatened me and I hadn't seen them since then and I was terrified of doing anything to upset them. I was laying in bed and I felt arms wrap around me. I looked down and saw his the clawed hand cup my stomach, causing me to whimper and curl into a ball. "No need to be scared, I'm not gonna hurt you." He whispered into my ear, making me squirm onto the edge of my bed right into Micheal's body. He took my face in his hand and smiled, and I squirmed back into the bed, right into the Bogeyman's arms. "There we go, right where you belong." Micheal chuckled and got in bed with me, sandwiching me between the guys. "I missed you." Micheal whispered as he smashed his lips against mine, as the Bogeyman grabbed my hips and pulled my ass against him. I shoved Micheal away from me. "Please stop, just let me sleep on my own." "No." Both of them whispered at the same time, holding me. I whimpered and started to cry into Micheal's chest. They stroked my hair, whispering sweet nothings and trying to soothe me.

I woke up the next morning, still in the same position with both of the men around me, holding me tightly. I moved around, causing them to sit up, letting me go. "Good morning princess." "Hi." I whispered, sitting up and suddenly covering my bare chest. "What happened to my top?" I watched both of them smile and get up. "You don't need clothes around us. We find you remarkably attractive." Micheal shrugged and tugged at my arms. "Just clothes get in the way a lot, and you look perfect without them." He walked out of the room, leaving me with Mr. Bogey. "You know, I was looking through your phone the other day and I saw this YouTuber who has a name like mine." He stood up, letting me get another good look at him with his messy black hair, red eyes and sharp teeth. "Who was it?" "Corpse Husband. So, call me Corpse from now on." His hand touched my face and tilted my head to meet his eyes. "You could also call me Pitch because I know you have a thing for that Boogeyman." He pulled me up and held me close. I wrapped my arms around him and thanked him for trying to be nice, causing him to push me back onto the bed, still holding my arms. "I'm not nice. I'm pure evil." I nodded, letting him kiss me and pin me to the bed. I watched Micheal walk back into my room, sitting down next to us. "Wanna make a movie?"

I turned my head away from Pitch and to Micheal. "A movie?" I couldn't move, thinking he meant a porn video, and I kept shaking my head no. "Relax, darling. We won't do anything you don't want us to." Pitch whispered into my ear as he caressed my wrists. I could feel his fangs brush against my cheek. "Let's get you dressed." They both pulled me off the bed and went through my closet, before deciding that they needed to dress me in something else. Micheal took off his sweater vest and made me put it on over my bra, and then Pitch magic-d up a skirt for me and put it on me. I was also given a pair of knee-high socks that matched the sweater vest. "There we go." Both of their hands roam up and down my torso, as they stare me down and breathe heavily into my hair. I heard someone knock on my door and they both stopped moving, just holding me still. "Y/n, get your ass out here and make me breakfast." I felt Pitch grab my waist harshly and hold me tight. "She isn't serving you anymore. She's ours." I watched as my brother barged in, glaring at me. "You slut. Can't even fight your own battles?" I watched as Micheal and Pitch switch positions and Micheal held me back, while Pitch grabbed my brother and started to turn him into ashes, causing me to gasp and beg for him to spare my brother's life. I struggled in Micheal's arms, starting to cry a little bit. "Shh, don't cry. No one will care about him." Micheal dropped me, them both leaving the room. When they came back, they had tea and a sandwich on a plate for me. "Y/n, eat this. It's breakfast." I slowly began to eat the food and drink the tea, with both of them sitting next to me on the floor. I felt my eyelids get really heavy and I shut them, leaning back on both of them. "I just need a minute, then I can make you breakfast."

When I woke up, the house was silent and it was dark outside. I was still wearing the outfit that the boys made for me. "Guys?" There was no response. "Mom? Dad?" There was more silence. "Anyone?" I shouted, standing up and walking outside my room, into the hallway. The attic ladder was out in the hallway and I started climbing up on it. There was a film reel sitting next to a projector. I put it in the projector and it started to play. I saw myself sleeping against my bed, and then the picture changed to both of the guys standing next to me, holding my arms up and smiling. The camera then tilted to three bodies in bags, then back to us. "What the fuck...?" I whispered, freezing in place. I felt someone grip my shoulder and hold me.

"You're safe now."

Okay bye this took a while ok bye ily