"Dating A Serial Killer?!?" Fem Ghostface x M Reader

Moving back into hell

You finally woke up, you were exhausted from yesterday of packing everything into the trucks and mostly from the bed that you own.

You get up and walk into your very empty kitchen or whats left of it. You quickly made some coffee and loaded your coffee maker into your truck and the rest of the things you needed. You looked around and thought of the memory of people running around here and happiness was things of the past. Your family died a long time ago
And so did you're little sister a truck hit her "it was your fault" a voice in you're head rang out

You quickly ran for you're car and took out your medication and quickly swallowed it to get the thoughts out of you're head

"it wasn't my fault" you mumbled to yourself

You hop onto your car hoping that those thoughts will go away.

The house you're heading to had a lot of bad reputation over the years. Mostly because of the deaths you're familys include. You remember the night you were kicked out by your parents for drinking since they were very strict about that. The only reason you started to drink at that time is because of the most recent heartbreak and you're dad having a whole supply in the fridge and you wanted to test it.

You sigh and brush it off and finally get to the entrance to the town. You quickly down the rest of your coffee to keep yourself steady it was 3 in the afternoon and you barely got sleep that night and soon you got to the driveway it was a white house and it was big. You quickly park and knock on the door seeing there was a car and lights on. Somebody answered the door "What do you want kid?"
"I am part of the family who used to live here and who still owned it..." you repiled.

He looked at you closer "Y/n?"

"Huh?" You answered confused but you looked at him closer "Uncle Ron?!"

"Y/n!" He pulled you into a embracing hug "its been so many years little buddy!"

You alwayed looked up to you're uncle mostly because of you're parents were usually fighting he felt more like a father than your actual one
"which is dead" a voice in you're head remarked

"Because of you and you couldn't do anything about it!" Yelled on of the voices.

"Hey Y/n you alright? And you can come in and we have a room made just for you" Ron smiled

You walk in and take off you're shoes and smile "thank you for the help Ron"

"Anytime buddy go ahead and go to your room I will make something!" He walks off to the kitchen and you walk up the stairs and walk in your room. It had blue walls and white top, Your bed and dresser and a bathroom and a table with a computer.

It was beautiful in the room you lay down in you're bed and quickly fell asleep

The coffee didn't help much....

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