Janes pov
I am happy with my husband Niño. We live with Zalgo. Zalgo is really nice to me. But something doesn't feel right. I keep having a dream about some guy with burnt eyelids and a crave smile. I tell Niño about it and he gets upset. He made it his ritual to screw into my brain. I don't know why though. Niño came in and kissed me.
"Good morning.", he said.
"Morning.", I said.
I got up and cooked breakfast. A part of me was telling me my dream wasn't just a dream. I didn't tell Niño about my dream last night. It was about me being married to the smile guy, happy. I gave Niño his food. He ate some.
"It's decent. Learn how to cook.", he said.
He threw the rest of the food then slapped me.
"You dreamt about him, didn't you?", he asked.
I stared at the floor.
"Did you?!", he asked.
"Yes.", I said.
Niño slapped me onto the ground.
"Do I need to hurt you this early in the morning?", he asked.
I laid on the ground crying. Niño got up and dragged me into the torture room. He pulled out a screw driver and screw into my brain.
"You are mine. I will not have you remember him.", he said.
My skull was bleeding and my eyes were leaking tears.
"He's real?", I asked.
"You don't need to know.", he said.
He screwed more into my brain then he raped me. When he was done he screw more into my brain to make me forget. I love my husband, Niño.
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The killers II
FanfictionContinuation of the killers. Jeff has been in the hospital for five years after killing Jane. Will his regret cause him to do the unthinkable? Also join other creepypasta ships start to bloom
