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.....drip......


.....drip.....


.....drip.....


That was all you could hear behind you. You slowly looked behind you to see what the dripping was all about. Your eyes opened in terror as you saw Brahms behind you. He had much more blood on his mask, more than before and his hands were drenched in blood. The blood from his hands were dripping.

You didnt know what to say or do. You just stood there in shock, you didnt move a muscle. "I killed him." Brahms whispers in his child-like voice which was disappearring to you. "w-...what..?" you quietly answered him. "I killed Malcolm." Brahms responded. 

Tears were running down your cheeks, your entire world stopped. There was a huge lump in your throat, you couldnt talk anymore. All you could do is cry and shake in fear infront of him. You wanted to scream and run away but if you did, you would end up like Malcolm. Brahms suddenly moved, wrapping his arms around you and slowly pushing you against his chest. You then cried into his chest, it was quite comforting but the thought of crying into the chest of a killer who recently killed the love of your life made you cry even more. Your hands were against his chest, tugging onto his white ribbed tanktop. The tears were just running and you couldnt make it stop. You couldnt bear it anymore. You suddenly closed your eyes, not wanting to bear the pain anymore. 

All you could see was black and all you could smell was.....him.

Brahms.

You heard someone whisper into your left year, while also hearing them breathe loudly, feeling it onto your skin. 

"I'm going to take care of you, for now. But you will have to return this gesture of kindness. I know you don't love me right now but you will eventually. Don't go wasting your emotions, lay all your love on me instead."

"Y/N. I love you, truly. If you ever leave me or even think of cheating on me, I'll gut you out like Malcolm."

Brahms ends the sentence with a kiss on your neck. It was filled with passion but it was quick, like if he left you wanting more. He was right about you not loving him, but you're unsure about you falling inlove with him. You can't fall inlove with a serial killer, its wrong. Very wrong. 

Very very right.


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