Torn

𝘚𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 (𝘖𝘭𝘥)

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❝𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙢𝙚.❞

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          Killer silently pushed his way through the garden, trying to stay on the stone path but found that to be hard as overgrown plants and moss covered most of it. He had this overgrowing feeling of something bad sprout in his chest, and he couldn't figure out why it was there, but kept pushing his way through the garden. Eventually, he heard small sniffles and sighed in relief, he had finally found you and where you had ran to. With one last shove, he managed to make it to one of the more cleaner areas of the garden, not the overgrown path he had decided to take.

Killer clenched his fists tightly and his breath got caught as he saw Nightmare sitting somewhat next to you, staring at you with an evil look in his eye. Killer scrunched his nose in disgust as Nightmare gave Killer a sly grin as he noticed him quickly. Nightmare spared one more glance to you before standing up, you not moving from your hunched over position.

With the snap of his fingers, Nightmare was already walking away, leaving a small trail of negativity behind him. "Killer, do be a good friend and take Y/n back up to her room. She might appreciate it if you showed her the bathroom as well." and with one last sly look at Killer, Nightmare left the garden and started to roam the halls of his castle once more.

When you were positive Nightmare was gone, you quickly stood up and towered over the skeleton standing a few feet ahead of you, scaring him slightly. You tried to walk away, only for Killer to yell at you, stopping you in your tracks and having you look over and down at him. Killer sighed and walked in front of you before silently motioning for you to follow him, you silently did so.

The walk through the corridor was quiet and awkward, you figured it would be but it still felt unbearable to you. Eventually, you both made it back to the main area and started to walk up the stairs to the 'living quarters' as Killer had said before. You held onto the railing as you walked up the stairs, the wound on your leg still slightly hurting you as you very slowly trudged behind Killer. 

Killer stopped at the top of the stairway, noticing your towering presence wasn't behind him. He turned around and spotted you halfway up the second pair of stairs, making him raise and eyebrow bone at this. He waited patiently for you, and once you got close enough, he looked your body up and down before noticing the littering wounds and bandages on your body. He took note of the big one on your right thigh.

With you now behind him once more, Killer started to walk down the hallway, this time a little slower. These hallways were less lit and gave off a more dim look, as the only light coming was from the decent sized windows to your right. On your left where double doors to which you could only assume led to rooms. The floor in these halls weren't the cracked marble you saw downstairs, but where more of a rough black brick, the texture felt weird on your bandaged feet.

After passing a few doors, you and Killer met at the end of the hallway, a big window front and center and a door frame showing stairs going upward to your right. Killer motioned to the door on the left before pushing it open for you and letting you walk in first. You shrunk your body into yourself slightly as you gave Killer an odd look, you've never been in a small room with him so you obviously felt uncomfortable. Killer could only shake his head and walk in behind you, smiling at your gawking expression to the room before you.

On the wall in front of you stood three big windows, two of which had curtains draped over them, letting the one in the middle let in the soft light of the now rising moon light your room. To your left was, of course, was a big bed, the edges tucked in and the covers looked clean and untouched. The pillows had not a single crease in them and they rested on top of the bed, pillows also littered and small bench at the edge of the bed, extra blankets piled on top of the bench.