Art the Clown x Reader

Intermission

I am disgusting.
I am broken.
I am weak.

   "What did you know about the Miles County Clown?" A police officer spoke up, but you couldn't quite listen. Your mind was unraveling slowly, just thinking about it...

He broke me.
He wanted me.
He loved me.

Why couldn't he fix me?

   "(Y/N), are you listening? We need to know what you knew," The officer continued. Your eyes felt heavy, and dull... Was any of this even real? Maybe it was all just a dream, and you'd wake up. He'd still be in your bed, beside you, loving you, caring about you, needing you as much as you needed him...

I am decay.
I am rot.
I am corrosive.
I destroy everything around me.
Everything I touch falls apart.
Everything I love leaves me.

   Your face felt hot, and tears still silently ran down your face. You weren't entirely sure when you got home, you weren't entirely sure what you told the people at the police station... Everything seemed like a blur now that he was dead and gone.

   You had no friends, your family wasn't all there for you. You were alone now.

I am not worth living.

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A/N:

Hey, all! I'm starting to work on the second part. I have no idea if anyone still reads this, I've been thinking about publishing it on ao3. Anyway, love you guys still!

- Kris