Princess Diana Part I Princess Diana Part II & Part III
Her room was a huge mess, unlike the rest of the home which seemed overly cleaned and really empty. There was a dresser knocked over along with other things, clothes all over the ground, a cot, and a plate of food that looked like it’s been sitting there for weeks; even had flies hovering it. She also had candles lit everywhere.
I thought fuck it, I am going to have sex with her and leave. One night stand, hope to god I never see her ever again. At this point I was debating it was really worth it still
I noticed a pair of black panties on the ground with Fluffed edges around them. I bent over to pick them up, I stretched them out and smelled them.
“You like what you see Chase baby?” she said in a seductive tone.
This was it, I was about to finally do this. “Yeah, I do… It would be much better seeing the girl who wore these in them to be honest.”
She snatched the panties as fast as she could and screamed “Chase how dare you even talk like that!!! My mother and Jesus are watching us right now!”
Was this girl bipolar? She just did the Dr. Jackal and Mr. Hyde thing again like before. Nevermind that, what’s this talk about her Mom and Jesus again…
“I don’t see the big deal, I already seen what you are wearing right now… It’s a blue thong.”
“You were looking?! Why, why why why why WHY?!?!” She started balling her eyes out.
“Great Chase, now the secrets out! No one was supposed to know that…”
I was mind fucked now. “Um… What?” I asked.
“My panties!!! No one is supposed to see them! Only my mother and Jesus Christ the lord and savior is allowed to see such things. Good golly gosh!!!” crying even harder.
“I thought you brought me her to have sex with me…?” I said.
She got really quiet. Almost dazed off for a couple seconds and immediately stopped crying. She looked at me and said “Nevermind… You wanna see my family photos?! I have 3 kids, all daughters! Come come, lay on my bed with me hunny!”
Very hesitant, I laid on the bed with her as she grabbed her photo album on her night stand. The one thing in the room not completely tossed every which way.
We began to look through her photos, I didn’t think anything of it. I just wanted to get it done and over with already, and my fiancé was probably wondering why I haven’t come home yet. As she was about half way through, I noticed something… None of the photos were actually even her, they were all different. She said she had 3 kids to and I didn’t see anything like that. They were just all different photos of different people, I didn’t see any of her.
Just as I was about to say something, I moth flew into my mouth. I coughed very loudly as she covered my mouth with force. It startled me so much I ended up swallowing the insect, nearly almost puking in my mouth as I did it. I took a breath of fresh air and she said
“We have to be quiet! My brother, remember?”
As I look up, there is atleast a couple dozen moths above me fluttering about the whole room. I didn’t see anything like that in the rest of the house but then again, I wasn’t paying much attention.
“Why is there so many moths in here, do you have a bug problem?” I asked.
“They are my friends Chase, be nice! They give me energy, especially on a full moon like tonight…”
“Okay then…” I said completely disarranged by her response.
We begin to cuddle so I thought I’d take it a step further… I slowly move my hand onto her thigh. As I start making my way up to the middle of her skirt, she slaps my hand just as hard as earlier.
“What the hell?! That fucking hurt!” I yelped.
“NO Chase. Mother and Jesus would be very ashamed of you, how dare you try to touch my private part! I can’t believe you right now…”
“I thought that is why I came here in the first place… What the fuck do you want from me lady?!”
She giggles “Silly Chase. You’re so cute when you get angry.” Like nothing even happened.
Trying to change the subject and keep everything light, I decided to change the topic.
“So… You got any piercings or tattoos?”
“YES CHASE. Yes I do… I got both of my ears pierced.”
I slowly moved my hand towards her hair to pull it back, so I can get a better look at her earrings. And just like that, another crack whip of her hand, even harder than before. Something caught my eye… It looked like she was wearing a wig. Was she, really a he? Okay now I really don’t wanna have sex with her, this is getting way too messed up for me. At this point, I would rather be deprived from my future wife laying in bed with her than this freak. What was I even thinking giving her a ride…
“Ow, what the actual fuck!”
“I know what you’re trying to do Chase… I bet you do this with all your sluts! Well, I’m not a slut Chase, I’m not! I can hear Jesus talking right now and he is very upset with you, you sinner… Beg for your forgiveness of your retched sins right now mister man.”
“But I was just trying to look at your earrings-“
“RIGHT NOW MR. WALKER!” she bellowed sounding quiet hostile.
“Okay, okay…” “Father lord oh Jesus, please forgive me-“
“BE SERIOUS ABOUT IT CHASE! He is listening… I can sense the sarcasm in your voice and so can he…”
“Well, this has been nice and all Dianna, but I got a two hour drive and it’s getting late, I should probably get going home now… It was nice to meet you, have a nice life.”
I get up, grab my things real fast and start heading towards her bedroom door. With a frown on her face, she gets up and blocks me from her bedroom door, arms spread out as far as she could reach them.
“YOU CAN’T LEAVE!”
My heart started beating really fast, I felt my palms begin to sweat. I knew I had to get the fuck out of this house, this bitch was going to fucking kill me.
“I have to go Dianna-“
“IT’S PRINCESS DIANNA TO YOU SINNER! YOU CAN’T LEAVE!”
“Why can’t… Why can’t I leave…?” I was stammering my words, I felt hysterical.
“Because, you just can’t!”
“Well… I… I… I… Uh… Suppose I can stay a little bit longer but not too much longer.” I responded. I didn’t want to make her mad, for all I know her brother was waiting behind the corner for me. If I wanted to leave, I had to be smart about this.
Her irritable frownlines began to raise into a creepy looking smile. “Okay babes! Hehehe, I’m so happy you would stay just for me! I think I am in love with you Chase… Do you want to be my boyfriend?”
“Um… I’m actually getting married in three months to my fiancé, I’m sorry.” I said.
“You don’t need her! She doesn’t love you like I do Chase… I will love you, forever, and ever, and evwer!” in a child like voice.
I completely ignored the crazy bitches statement and laid back down on the bed. It got really awkwardly quiet for a couple seconds, all that was playing was that eerie piano music in the background until she finally spoke.
“You collect anything Chase?! I collect dolls… You wanna see my dolls?! Hehehe!” Eyes wide and slightly cocked different directions, her smile turned very sinister looking.
“I really have to go-“
“You are seeing my FUCKING doll show Chase weather you like it or not hubby!!!”
Did she just call me her husband…? And the dolls… I’ve had a fear of dolls since I was a small child, and now one of the scariest nights I have ever had, the girl who might end up chopping up my body is bringing out dolls. I didn’t care if I died at this point, if anything… I deserved it. I betrayed my fiancé. All I could think about is her, and her reaction of my face ending up on a milk carton. I needed to find a way out of here… If Jesus really was watching us like this crazy cunt keeps saying, then I could really use his help right now.
She brought out a big box, looked almost like treasure chest. She struggled for a while to slide it out of her closet door. Inside contained the creepiest dolls I have ever seen. Almost life like in looks, roughly about two feet fall if you stood them up. She began to have a doll show on my stomach, mimicking the voices of them.
“Oh Chase, I love you so much! You are my hero babes!”
“I love you too Dianna, you are my little princess!”
“Kiss me lover! Muah muah muah muah!”
“Dianna and Chase, sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G! First comes love, then comes marriage…”
“Then comes the baby in the baby carriage!”
She kept repeating the same childish rhyme over and over while hysterically laughing. This went on for nearly 15 minutes, but it felt like a lifetime. I nervously laughed along with her out of fear she might slit my throat if I didn’t play along with her twisted doll toys. Every now and then I kept looking out in the hallway to see if her brother was hiding in the darkness waiting to murder me. I have never been this scared in my life.
She abruptly stops, and looks at me.
“Chase hunny boo boo beawr… I rented a movie for us but I am too scawred to watch it awone… Can you watch it wiff me babes?”
“I really have to go soon… What movie?” I didn’t even think about what I was saying, I felt like I was on autopilot when I talked to her.
“It’s called the Poughkeepsie Tapes, it’s supposed to be rwewwy scawey!”
Right as she said that name… Poughkeepsie Tapes. I felt my eyes grow wide and autopilot mode was off almost immediately. I remembered watching that movie with my friends… It was about a serial killer who documented all of his murders and kidnappings, and when the FBI found his house, he was gone. Nothing in his house, not even a finger print… Nothing except a large wooden box with the girl he enslaved for years half alive and his whole tape collection of his “work”.
Then suddenly it all made sense… This bitch WAS trying to kill me. It was like watching slideshow flash before my eyes, everything made sense now. Acting nieve at the club, the strange child like behavior, the empty houses and a big mansion in the middle of nowhere, the lies about her car, the white wrist band… It was a fucking psychward wristband. She must be an escapee from a nearby clinic. I was involved in a real life horror movie.
Not only that but the whole time being there I felt like I was being watched… Could she possibly have cameras in her home? That’s what the Poughkeepsie murderer did. She’s a rich psychopath in the middle of the boonies… I wouldn’t put it past my mind at this point. I need to get the fuck out of here as soon as possible. Before I ended up her slave or even mincemeat.
“I really have to be going Dianna, it’s getting late, I’m tired so bye.”
I walk faster to the door this time, she gets in front of it again.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going? I told you already… YOU ARE NOT LEAVING MY HOUSE DAMMIT!”
“Why the fuck can’t I leave? I have to go home, I have work tomorrow!”
“Because Chase… The Lochness Monster is out there right now. He is in the river, he might hurt you! It’s for your own good babes…”
I completely forgot about the lake. Wait a second… That’s why she changed her mind about swimming in the lake earlier! That must be where she is keeping the dead bodies… What about her neighbors? Did she kill them too? She must have, she had me park in their yard, why else would she tell me to park there?!
I’ve never punched a girl in my life… I was so enraged and frightened I wanted to cry my eyes out. But what if her brothers been watching us? No… I Can’t do it. I can’t hit her. He will end up killing me too, for all I know this girl leads her victims to the house and her brother takes care of the dirty work. I can’t chance it.
There has to be an opportunity to escape, there’s gotta be a way. She can’t just keep me hostage forever… Can she…? Snap the fuck out of it Chase! She’s a psychopath, of course she wants to keep you here you idiot!
Okay just pull yourself together, she can probably see the fear in your eyes. Before I knew it, I snapped out of my racing minded trance and looked around. She brought me back to her bed and was spooning me. I was in such a state of shock I never even realized what just happened.
She yawned, and looked up at me with a peaceful smile. It was a little more comforting than her expressions before but that didn’t even matter, I was in fear for my life.
“I have to go potty hunny bear, I will be back.”
She gets up, and walks towards the door. She stopped at the opening without even turning towards me and says “You BETTER not leave. I’m watching you mister man.” Then a cat walked by.
“Kitty! Kitty kitty kitty kitty KITTY kitty…” She kept repeating the same word over and over in different voice pitches. I kind of laughed in my head at first, she’s probably a crazy cat lady. Then… It just turned from humorous to creepy in a matter of seconds as she started screaming it and hysterically laughing like a halfway house patient.
When she was finally done with her insane nonsense, she closes the door for the first time the whole night.
I realized this was it. This was my chance. I could finally escape out of this mess and get back home.
Crawling into my big comfy bed with my wonderful soon to be wife sounds like the best thing in the world right now. But… I should wait a couple minutes. She could be testing me to see if I would get up and leave.
A minute or two went by, nothing unusual. Then three to four minutes. Pssh... Even if she is crazy, she’s still a female. Women take forever with anything they do right? Then 10 minutes… Okay something is off now.
Okay Chase, here’s your chance. Just get the fuck out of there already. But what if she was planning something with her brother? For all I know, they were in another room getting ready to kill me. What if she didn’t have a brother? She could just be waiting to attack me the second I leave.
You know what? Fuck it, I’m making a move for it. I got up, and slowly headed towards that door. That very door I have been staring at most of the night. It was going to either be a door to freedom, or a door to heaven. I felt so stealthy as a creaked open that door and got to the hallway. It was dark through the whole hallway, so I grabbed my cell phone light. I look to my left down the hall, and there she was.
In the bathroom like she said, light was on and everything. But then… I looked around and noticed one slight problem. How did I get up here… Every door was pink with a brown handle, I have never seen a house like this before. I am good at people watching, but I am terrible at paying attention to my environment so this was a problem.
I crept around opening every door, as quietly and as fast as I possibly could without her hearing me. Closet… Close it. Closet… Close it. Another Closet… Close it. Another bathroom? Close it. Brothers room… He is not in his bed, and he has a huge arsenal of military grade weapons displayed on gun racks. There were even Japanese swords and machetes on display… One machete I swear to god had blood stains on it. My stomach turned and I closed it quick as I could.
I panicked and closed it way too hard which made a huge slam that echoed throughout the hallway. I started rushing at this point, not even caring about making noise.
I opened and closed every door, still no sign of a stairway. The hallway in general was a big square that wrapped around, it felt like I was in a timed maze. One screw up and I could end up dead. My heart began to beat faster and faster as I approached every door, fearing her brother would be in one of them waiting to kill me.
I finally found the stairway… And I forgot how many flights I had to go down. No time to think, I sprinted down them making ear piercing noise that could wake up a coma patient. It was life or death at this point.
I get to the front door, it’s locked. That doesn’t make any sense… I look up, my eyes grew as I noticed the whole door was bolted in. My adrenaline was pumping through my arteries, I tried kicking it down with about 3 good clicks. Of course, that wasn’t enough force to knock it down.
I recalled walking in through the garage. I made a dash for it, and opened the door. I slam it behind me, and turn around. They closed the garage door… My only escape.
I shined my light on the walls, no automatic button. I feel like this could be it for me… I lost all hope until I find a garage door string. I pulled it with all my might, the door sounded like it almost broke from the force. I sprinted towards the exit until I heard a furious voice… It was Dianna.
“Where do you think you’re going?!”
I turned around and yelled “I’m getting the fuck out of here you crazy psycho bitch!”
“Well that’s a problem… My big bad brother saw the way you treated me, and he’s not very happy with you.”
I see a figure behind her, as he approached out of the darkess and brushes her to the side. This man was roughly over 200 lbs of pure muscle, wearing dirty overalls. I couldn’t make out his face until he got under the garage light. He was wearing a plastic Mickey Mouse mask, it looked tied onto his face and if that wasn’t scary enough… He had the same machete I saw earlier in his hand, and with some light shining on it, I was right… It was covered in dry blood and slightly rusted on the edges.
The large man started walking towards me, I took off running towards my car. My name just turned into an ironic twisted joke as it felt like a struggle trying to make it to my car door. He was so fast for such a big guy, he kept gaining on my tail.
I finally hit my car with a loud thud, and struggled to get my keys in. Opened the car, and locked everything. As I turn my car on, I look to the right of me. He was just standing there, not moving. If he didn’t have that creepy mask on, I could feel him burning a hole through my head with how hard he was staring.
Then there was a pound on my driver door… It was Dianna. She kept screaming psychotic obscenities and I couldn’t make out any of what she was saying. My windows were fogged, so I wrote “You are psycho.” On my window in reverse letters so she could read it. By the time I got to the letter O in psycho, her brother whipped his machete at the right side of the car starling me. I guess getting cocky wasn’t very smart, but then again was I even really thinking straight this whole night?! He probably put a gash in my paint but I didn’t give a fuck, I floored my pedal and sped off.
I was going atleast 90 down this dirt road, almost spun off into the lake at one point. I thought I finally made until I squint to read a sign about 20 yards away. It was too foggy to make it out…
DEAD END. Perfect. I whipped around hard almost tipping my vehicle speeding the other direction. I knew I would pass their house again, who knew what await me… I had thoughts of them putting spikes in the road, or even shooting out my tires. I got myself into this mess, I had to find a way out. No giving up.
I finally pass their house and there they were in the driveway both trying to chase me for a good five blocks until they gave up.
I did it. I finally escaped the horror of this night. I could finally go home and get some sleep. I still had a long drive ahead of me… All I could do is laugh. I started laughing so hard that I began to tear up, the whole situation made me delusional. I was just happy I made it out alive. Only problem was.. My GPS had no service. I forgot Dianna gave me directions most of the way because I lost service driving here.
It took the rest of the morning but I finally found the interstate and I could relax.
My phone buzzed the second I got service again. It was weird too… There was only service in the house and none in the area. Just a random thought I had. I looked at it without hesitating thinking it was Samantha wondering where I was… But it wasn’t.
It was a random number that I didn’t recognize.
“heyyy” it said.
Of Course I replied with “Who is this?”
Almost instantly, I got a response. It read this:
“FWD 1: It’s Princess Dianaa sillyyy! Hehehe did u miss me?? I got ur number at the club earlier, I told one of ur workers that I was ur gf 4eva && I lost ur phone in ur carrr && I needed his phonee 2 call it! Lol hehehe he was so cluele-“
My eyes grew as I received the second part…
“FWD 2: -ss, I looked 4 ur numberrr and memorized it… I even remember ur number, that’s how good of a wife I will be 2 u wen we get marrieddd! I will come to Legend EVERYYY WEEK-“
“FWD 3: -END nowww that I know wher u workkk! U justtt better b nice 2 me, or u mite make my big browther mad…”