Brahms Heelshire Angst +Nsfw one shots

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Angst #1
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Brahms had seemed odd today,not that he was never out of the ordinary but it was different today he was tense and to sum it up just being a brat.

"Brahms,I'll be back later,I'm going to the store."
He heard you but didn't answer,at least not yet but he just stared at you as if his eyes were asking "why?"

"No..you're not allowed.." his voice switched between his child like voice and his actual voice,maybe there was something wrong with him.

"I have to,but I promise you I'll be back in about an hour." You said grabbing your keys of the counter.

"It's in the rules..you can't leave me alone.." he said,a slight whimper in his voice.

"I promise I'll be back but Malcom is sick this week so I have to go to the store." You said smiling as you kissed him.

"I'll be back when the small hand is on the 3." You said opening the front door.

"Ok..I love you.." he said,fidgeting with his hands.

"I love you too,Bye!" You said shutting the front door behind you.

Brahms POV
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I watched as they left,afraid they won't come back although I loved them I would never forget what she did and I don't want it to happen again. I was angry,frustrated at most but they didn't notice before they left,they didn't even bother to ask if I was ok,I can't be alone for long,I'm afraid I'll hurt my self or break something,I hope they weren't lying when they said they'd be back. It wouldn't make sense if they left all their stuff and not come back for it but maybe it was their plan to do that,I'm overthinking again I tell myself,I can't end up like that again. They tell me I need to talk about it but I don't want that,I don't want to talk about it,I can't even think about it without breaking down.

Reader(you) POV
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It was busy at the store today,I might not be back in time but maybe there aren't really that many people inside,I shouldn't have left today I knew something was wrong and I didn't even ask,maybe I could call,but will he know how to answer? I'll call when I'm sure I'm going to be late,i just need to get a few things,if he throws a tantrum I might cry although I know he can't help it,I try not to get mad but I'm scared for him,he might hurt himself or maybe even me,I pray that he doesn't have a tantrum,but all I can do is hope it won't be that bad if he does.

Brahms POV
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I wanted to tear my brain out so I could stop thinking,I tried to distract myself but I did everything with them,there was nothing I could do to stop thinking about them.
I didn't want to break anything I promise I really wanted to be good but my thoughts got to me.
I was getting water after I had been crying since they left,dehydrated,angry and scared I wanted to lay on my bed and wait until I rot into only bones but,then I spotted something,They had left the knife out,I don't know why I thought this but maybe the pain would distract me,it's the only thing that they didn't cause me to do so then I wouldn't think about them either.
I grabbed it,taking it in to the living room,placing my cup on the table. I rolled down my sleeve and begin to slowly cut a slit into my arm,it hurt but it distracted me more than anything else did.

Reader POV
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He's hurt himself once before but that was when his parents died,leaving him was a bad choice,I should've waited until tomorrow,or I at least could've asked him if he was ok,I knew he was off and for future reference do not leave if he reminds you that you can't.

Brahms POV
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I miss them so much,my wrists covered in the thick red liquid leaking out of the slits in my wrist,I cried but only because it hurt and not because I was sorry for what I had done,they know there's something wrong in my brain but i don't know how I would tell them I felt that way,the way I throw tantrums and outbursts,being called a good or bad boy depending on my behavior. I want to be good and always try to but sometimes I can't help it.

Reader POV
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I walked in to the house,expecting Brahms to greet me but he didn't,I was happy that nothing seemed to be broken but maybe he hadn't ruined an object,maybe he hurt himself,I told myself not to think that way but I had a feeling I was right. I didn't know where he was but I have to find him,I put the groceries on the table and called out for him,a thump came from upstairs after I yelled for him,I heard footsteps but he wasn't coming downstairs,I wanted to go up to check on him but I'm afraid I'll startle him. He finally came down stairs,hugging me tightly,I could tell he was crying,his hands were shaky too.
(now he's using his child voice)
"I'm so sorry.." he whispered with a tremble in his voice.

"What happened?" You said calmly,not wanting to scare him away.

"I'm so sorry..please don't leave..I'm sorry..I tried to be good but I couldn't help it..." he said as you sat down with him.

"What happened." You tried to stay calm but your tone betrayed you,it sounded snappy and rude but you didn't mean to.

"Please..please don't yell..I didn't mean to I swear.." he said while slinking his body down until his head was at the center of your chest.

"I'm sorry,but what did you do?" You said as your hands instantly met his hair,running your hands through it to calm him.

He didn't answer but he pulled down his sleeves,showing the fresh cut wounds.

"Oh Brahms..I'm sorry I left,I really shouldn't have when I knew something was wrong with you.."
You said hugging him tightly as he sobbed into your chest.