slasher x reader (DISCONTINUED)

Michael x reader

Okay so quick note I'm gonna use ghostface from dbd and not billy BUT! you can still suggest him and stu but imma use the dbd as a default ghostface ifvyou will
Also imma make them more....well less lovey dovey for sertan characters and I will be giving trigger warnings dont worry I got you

TW:abuse.

Okay to the chapter:

It's been raining for hours now... as you sat down in the kitchen looking at the rain trickle down you feel a sort of....emptiness, maybe it was him?

//also I'm gonna use a more cold hearted killer verson of micheal from now on because I think it suits him way more but I can still do wholesome shit.

Your head bowed as you remembered the last time you wanted him to...experiment with you.

Needles to say he didnt like it and you ended up with a broken leg, though....he did try and make it up I gusse....well if you consider killing a cat and gifting it to you as an apology try to "make it up".

Well from how on you know what not to do since you have no idea how strong he could be, he could snap every single little bone in your body and not break a sweat....and if you where honest.... it shook you to your core on how inhuman his strength is.

A tear sliped down your face as you took a sip of some nice tea that you made earlier.

He would always watch you, never saying a word or making and action....unless you did something he hated or questioned something he hated (his face, hospital, sister...ect)

And he would always stain the walls, floors and sometimes ceilings with a thick red blood that always covered his jumpsuit.

A slam was heard and you looked up, he was home, your heart ached and fluttered at the same time, GOD!...he was so confusing he could just make you scream.

You looked down wanting to see if he had a good day or bad day, light footsteps, that's good he had a good run today, let's just hope he dosnt realise your there or stain anything with that blood that you hate so much.

You refused to looked up from your tea, you felt a presence behind you but still refused to, a big hand placed itself on your shoulder and tugged a little indecateing that he wanted you to look at him, you shut your eyes and didnt look up.

He huffed and his hand grabbed your jaw violently and forced you to look into his cool and evil eyes, when you first met him you thought you could "fix" him or bing out the good in him, that idea was quickly shattered, the more time you spent with him the more bones you broke, the more bruises where there and you heart broke at little more each time.

Tears pricked at your eyes and he tilted his head, he knew you where scared of him and he actually liked it,he enjoyed finally being the boss of someone after being locked up for years, the slave to the system he was.

He grabbed your throat and slammed you against the wall, how far can he go to break you?.

You struggled to breath but tried to sympathize with him to try and get him to be....softer with you.

"P....please. I'm sorry....just let me go...a...and we can-" his grip tightened with every word you spoke.

He dropped you to the floor and the moon light shone in, the rain now slowed to a stop glowed in puddles.

You looked up at him, his ego grew a little more when he saw tha pain in your eyes,he crouched down and cupped your cheek with his hand, he wanted to build you up just to make you fall all over again.

You blushed a little but hated that you blushed at the same time.
"So....*cough*...how....how was today?" You struck up a coversation but leaned into his hand a bit more.