Bleed

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Brian hated his face. He had started to hate it less recently, but he still despised what he had become. Just a horrifying mangled living corpse. It was only his first day. October 10th, 1982. Why did it have to be him? Why did he take that job? He just couldn't take it anymore.

Y/N woke up and got out of bed, leaving the bedroom quickly after noticing that Brian wasn't there. It was still dark out when she walked down the stairs. What she found was horrific. Brian's limp body, slumped against the kitchen cabinets, clutching one of her kitchen knives in his left hand.

She ran over to him and knelt down. "B-Brian?!" He didn't respond to her. Up until now, only her, Sophie, Jenny, Hillary, and Kevin knew that Brian was still alive, and they hadn't told anybody... but now she had to. She grabbed her phone and made a call.

"B-Brian Stells is still alive. He's been alive.. I-I've been keeping him with me, he's my boyfriend.. h-he's been badly hurt, but hasn't died.. b-but now he's cut himself and won't move.. p-please come quick!" Nearly ten minutes later, an ambulance arrived at their location and Brian was wheeled off on a stretcher.

Y/N got into the ambulance with him. The staff in the ambulance examined him, visibly both intrigued and disgusted at the sight of his mangled face. "How hasn't he died? He's missing his eyes and lower jaw by the looks of it, but he's still alive, right?" Y/N nodded.

The ambulance drove all the way to the hospital, and Brian was taken to one of the hospital rooms. Y/N sat outside and waited.

He'll be okay...

he has to be okay....

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