A Bloody Romance: Jimmy Casket X Reader Completed

Chapter 1

Jimmy pov

I walk down the road in the middle of pouring rain at midnight. If you knew me, you'd know why I'm doing this. A new girl just moved into town and I didn't have anyone else to kill, so Im going to kill her.

As I get closer to her bedroom window, I hear crying from her room and I freeze and listen to what's going on. All I hear are muffled sobs and I hear her whisper "...why me?! I wish someone would kill me already...". I look into her window and I see her on her bed with boxes along her room and nothing but a end table set up other than her bed.

On the end table I notice a few razor blades with blood on them and I look at her. She's crying and trying to clean up what looks like claw marks. Her mom had sharp nails and I heard y/n had an abusive mother while her dad left a year ago with y/n's older sister.

I sneak into her room and she doesn't notice. "Hello?" I say. Y/N jumps a little and then wipes away her tears and replies "hi... Who are you?" She asks. "Jimmy. Jimmy Casket. And your Y/N. Would you like help with that?" I ask while gesturing to her gashes. "Yes... please..." She says between deep breaths.

I grab hydrogen peroxide and some bandages and start working on y/n's arms. She gasps and yells a bit because of the hydrogen peroxide, but I carefully finished and wrapped her arms up. I help her from her private bathroom to her bed and I help her stop crying.

"So, Jimmy, how did you know my name?" Y/N asks. "I know everyone in town, New or not, I have connections with people" I say. "Oh. Ok" y/n says. I take a minute to remember why I came here in the first place. I take my knife out of my poket and y/n notices and smiles. "Finally. Someone answered my calls for death" she said smiling.

I look at her and notice how beautiful she is. "Y/N, I just met you, but you dont deserve to die. Your mother does. I'll be right back, take everything you want and put it in boxes. When I get back, we run. Understood?" I ask. "Understood" she says. I text a friend who owed me a favor and asked to borrow his van tonight. He said sure so I help y/n load a few things in it. I grab some extra bandages, lots of money from her mom, and I also grab a few things like food.

After we load the car, I make sure y/n is ready to go. I run upstairs, and slit her mother's throat. She dies without a word. I make sure we have everything and I drive the van out into the country to my house. I love killing people, but I could never kill
y/n. And nobody ever will as long as I'm here.

A/n
Ok I know it's only Jimmy's pov, but so what? It took me an hour to write this so until you write a better story than I, shut up about how bad it is. I'll try to update regularly. That is all for this chapter, if you enjoyed it leave a like, comment, be sure to follow for more, and I'll see you next time *salutes*