slashers X reader (Taking Requests)

Brahms X female reader. 2

Mr and you Heelshire asked if I would leave them to talk to Brahms in his room which I agreed, as I was walking away I could have sworn I heard a young childish boys voice say this I was 'lovely' and 'wonderful' also 'perfect' but I couldn't hear everything that was said.

Soon after everything went quite, Mr and Mrs Heelshire came out of Brahms room. Mrs Heelshire smiled and told you that Brahms would like you to be his babysitter. You smiled and nodded, "thank you for trusting me with your son. Thank you Brahms for trusting me as well" you say looking over to Brahms who was sat on his bed.

In the morning you got dressed and was met by Mr Heelshire moving around frantically and Mrs Heelshire kissing her doll son's cheek and saying goodbye to him with a saddened face.

Mr Heelshire walked up to me and told me that they were leaving today because of how long it's been since they went away. This worried you because Mrs Heelshire's face and body language spoke different.

Once we were all stood at the front door Mrs Heelshire gave me a list of instruction's to follow, Mr and Mrs Heelshire both gave one last hug to Brahms doll. "You will be good to him won't you and if you don't.." Mr Heelshire was going to warn you but Mrs Heelshire stopped him by saying, "of course she will won't you, y/n?" She smiled.

"I'll treat him like my own" I say as Mrs Heelshire gave me Brahms.Mrs Heelshire gave you a hug after giving Brahms to you.
"I'm so sorry" she spoke as her husband practically pushed her out the door.

Watching as the taxi pulled away you waved and grabbed Brahms hand and made the doll wave goodbye as well.

That was about a week ago...

You had met Malcolm the grocery man or boy whatever you preferred to call him.
You had talked about the grocery's with him that's all really but one question lurked in your mind....

"What happened to Brahms?" You asked out of the blue, as you brushed the brown hair of the doll on your lap. Malcolm looked up at you in shock and stopped putting the grocery's away. "Um Brahms what happened to him? Were did that come from?"Malcolm asked.

"Well Brahms is a doll of a boy that Mr and Mrs Heelshire treat like there son. So obviously something happened to the real Brahms that caused his mother and father to make a doll version of him...so what happened?" You say calmly whilst cutting up a apple for Brahms to eat for lunch.

Malcolm looked in shock, "well Brahms was a strange boy who didn't speak much just stare really. he had one friend, she was a little girl that would play in the woods with him but one day they found her dead body in the wood's. Her face had been smashed in and before the police, Mr and Mrs Heelshire could get to Brahms the hole mansion was up in flames...Brahms didn't make it out and burned in the fire...then the doll just showed up one day" Malcolm explained.

'Did the police really believe that a small innocent child would murder a little girl...that doesn't make any sense, why would the house suddenly burst into flames...' you questioned yourself.

"Well I don't believe Brahms would do that, he's such a sweet boy" you smile down at the doll, "also Malcolm you shouldn't call children or anyone for that matter strange or weird. It's rude" you say taking a bite out of your own apple. Malcolm just nodded.

After he left you walk back into the kitchen to find Brahms apple slices gone. This always happens you place food for Brahms leave the room for a while then come back to the food missing. You didn't believe that Brahms died to many things pointed to him being alive still.

You wished you had more proof other then your clothes going missing and returning well except some stuff that hasn't turned up yet. The food being eaten or the random times you swore you heard a little boys voice tell you to do things from the list, if you have forgotten anything.

It was the end of the day and you were going to get a shower but a thought popped up into your mind, on the list Mrs Heelshire gave you one rule was 'don't leave Brahms alone'. 'should I bring Brahms into the bathroom with me...' you thought.

You did just that, you sat Brahms on the closed toilet seat, as you got a shower. 'he's just a doll..right?' you thought about it, 'well if he isn't I hope he enjoys the view' you thought with a giggle.

After getting out of the shower you noticed your clothes weren't missing at all. 'interesting' you thought.

you got changed, changed Brahms into his pajamas and to bed. Whilst sit by the dolls side you stared into the glossy brown doll eyes. "Brahms if your still alive and is hiding somewhere...please come talk to me yourself, your parents aren't here to tell you off at all. I just want to talk and look after the real Brahms..." You say, leaning down and placing a kiss on the dolls head.

As you got up to leave you heard a huge bang and glass brake from your bedroom. Running over to your bedroom your eyes widened and you gasped...

"Brahms.."