(Semi-HIATUS) Bring Me Home // Slashers/Horror Killers X Reader

Chapter 9

Hello hello!
Welcome back and sorry for the long wait (if it felt long), I've been planning out this chapter and future chapters, most of the time I make the story up as I go but this one is half based off of dreams that I've had myself.

Let's just say there is a reason why the slashers seem familiar, why the reader feels like they have met them before.
That's because they have.

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Shortly after Bubba had brought to Freddy he had went back inside. You and the scarred male sat outside as you told him about your 'nightmarish memory' from beginning to end.

You didn't really pay attention to his expressions as you stared at the ground as you spoke but you could tell from his occasionally shifts of movement that he was thinking, maybe even knew something but you weren't entirely sure.

"That's surely interesting... I didn't have anything to do with it."
Freddy said after you had finished talking.

"I know you didn't. It would be obvious if you did."

"Oh? How so?"

"Well... I'm not really sure, it felt a lot different from when I first encountered you..."

"Yeah... Err... Suh..."
You could hear him growl at himself, you held in a slight chuckle as you knew he was trying to apologize again.

"Sorry... About that damned nightmare experience."

"How'd you do it anyways?"

"Hm?"
He looked at you, meeting your questioning gaze as you spoke again.

"The whole nightmare thing."

"I can't reveal my secrets sugar."
He replied and you cringed at the nickname, looking at the ground again which he noticed your cringing expression, a laugh following shortly after he noticed.

"Fucking scarred bitch..."
You mumbled, he fell quiet before he spoke again.

"Don't call me that you bitch."
He retorted.

"Fucked up pepperoni pizza looking ass"

"You-!"
Freddy started but was cut off.

"Both of you shut up!"
The familiar voice of Billy Loomis yelling, you looked in the direction you heard him yell, him and Stu in black robe-like clothing.

When'd they get here?
You never saw their car pull up or even heard the car door slam.

You were probably too caught up yelling insults at Freddy who was now up and standing beside Billy, cursing at him.

Stu walked over to you with a goofy smile on his face, a familiar metallic scent hit you when he got close enough but you ignored it.