That should keep me and {Y/N} safe. That's my whole goal keep {Y/N} safe, if I can keep them safe I will have done something good with my shitty life.
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Chapter 14: A playlist full of memories
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{Brian's pov}
I sit alone in the room that I so reluctantly call home, Tim is just a few doors down from me. He's playing his weird stalker like music. And I'm listening to songs that {Y/N} showed me in college. They are mostly rock and rap but every so often it goes from screamo to hardcore rock to country. It's so weird that these songs are just memories now. Of when her and I would go racing down back country road blasting the radio tell it felt like we would go deaf. Of the quiet nights we would spend at a park or in the woods. Well our friends would be at parties getting drunk and not remembering that night. She was never very big on being out and about she would rather stay at home and watch horror movies. She never thought that she would feel trapped in one. I do truly regret what I did to her. I don't know what came over me. I wanted to scare her and make her come running to me. I wanted her to myself. I'm not sure why. I know she thought of me as just a friend, but to me she was so much more than that. She was my home. I always knew that if something happened to me she would be there to patch me up. With a cute note and a warm smile. I never thought I would be left with a shitty note that called me out on shit. That she would leave and come back some years later and actively avoid me. I just want to go back to those days of fun and light hearted memories. Not the ones now not the ones that I lay awake to. That I cry about, that I want to KILL Tim over. I just want the good times back. But they will never come back. They will be lost in the world forever. "I miss you {Y/N} I hope you know I'm going to keep you safe even from myself"
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"What happened to you?" Yandere Masky and Hoodie {MH} X Reader
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