Bloody Painter/Helens Pov -
I can't believe I'm actually telling her my past. I just met her a few hours ago, and I'm already gonna tell her about my past.
I just feel like I can trust her. I dunno why.
She's a cool, fun, and comforting person to be around.
We like similar things.
I take a moment to collect my thoughts and take a deep breath.
Now ready to start telling my story.
"Um.. I'm not too comfortable sharing this story, not because I don't know you well, but because I don't like my past, so the story will be kinda vague," I look down at the floor, then back up at Y/n.
"So, I was the lonely kid, the one that sat in the back of class silently. I didn't like to socialize. Days would pass and I would go by unnoticed by people, even the teachers.
Until.. one day, I was framed, someone had stolen one of the students belongings. A watch. Someone had put it into my bag, and as I sat there, my bag happened to be open and someone saw a slight shine. There it was.. the watch. That day, I was blamed for stealing that watch.
All of the students started to bully me, more and more. I was so done with it all. But one boring day in class, I got a friend request and message from a kid named Tom.
He told me to meet him at the roof one day, he said he wanted to talk to me about something important.
So, I did. Later that day, I went to the rooftop, when I saw the kid, I hardly recognized him, as he was also one of the quiet kids.
When we started talking, he explained that he was the one who put the watch in my bag to frame me.
He explained that he only did it so people wouldn't bother him anymore. I thought he was cool, until I heard all of that.
I ended up getting so angry that I.. I pushed him off the roof, though it was an accident...
Some students saw it happen, so the first thing I thought to do was to run. So I did. People thought I did it on purpose, they called me a murderer.
Little do they know, I actually am..." I look down at the floor, a bit nervous of Y/n's reaction.
Surprisingly, she said, "It's okay, that Tom kid sounded like he deserved it. Did you kill any other students?"
"Yes.. a couple girls that used to bully me.."
"Cool, well, thank you for sharing that with me. Even though you didn't have to." She smiles.
Her smile seemed to lighten the mood alot.
I knew that she would be my one, true friend. Though she couldn't see my face through the mask, I smiled back.
A/N - Another chapter, done. Have a great day/night, my fellow readers. - Adrian

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Bloody Painter - A Journey For Friendship
FanfictionThis will not be an x reader, but a friendship story on how Helen will open up to the reader and become friends with her/him Thanks for readin'!