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"what are you guys doing?" I feel Donnie gloom over me, his voice booming with frustration and anger
"oh um, were just doing arts 'n' crafts!" I quickly reply, wiping away my tears quickly as I look up at him - Not knowing why he was mad or what I had done. Maybe it was some mood swing? Mikey stands up with a smile towards dee - him being the only one besides me to really calm him down - he waves and Donnie relaxes a tad bit. Goddamn therapist.
"Hi Don, were just painting- care to join?" he says whole heatedly, kindness in his every move. And, to my surprise, Donnie nods sitting down next to me as Mikey grabs more art supplies for him. I feel his fingers wrap around mine in scaring strength, I imeatiatlaly panic mentally. He's mad at me, I know it. But I don't know why, or what i did. But then, he slowly leans over to me, his cold breath tickling down my spine
"Don't ever tell him or you're dead" he whispers to me. Ah, so that's what it's about. He's just worried his brothers will find out he was just an insane psychopath after all this time trying to fix him.
Hey guys. I'm sorry to say but I'm gonna stop writing for a while, so I'm just giving you what I've been trying to write for the past month. I am deeply, and I mean deeply sorry I have been keeping you wonderful people waiting to receive nothing. I am currently working on my mental health but maybe one day I'll decide to pick writing up again and finish this series. Thank you for all the love and lots lots of hate,it means a lot to me. I wasn't really going g anywhere with this storyline tbh and it's just starting to seem bland, but until I've found out a good ending I will bid you ado.
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FanfictionYandere donnie X fem depressed reader !! I suppose going on a train and meeting a random stranger isn't so bad, yeah maybe he gives you a cherry scent note with his number which then leads to a date where you end up as his prisoner- not disturbing a...
