Norman's best friend

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Warnings: Reader Dies


Dylan laughed as Norman finished talking, a bag of groceries heavy in his hand as he fumbled for the key to the kitchen door. Both boys laughed and joked until they got into the room, the sight before them having their good mood vanishing in seconds.

"No." Dylan mumbled, the bag dropping to the floor and splitting.

"Is she ok?" Norman gasped, hoping that the sight in front of him was somehow not as serious as it looked.

"Hey (Y/N), babe come on." Dylan muttered to you as he tried to see if you'd open your eyes.


He looked up when Norma's shadow fell over the door way, blood splattered onto her clothes. Dylan's eyes watered and tears began to trickle down his cheeks, clutching you closely to him as his mind played over the time he'd spent with you.

"Why... why did you...?" He gasped.

"I don't need to justify myself to you." Norma hissed, no remorse in her voice.

"Mother..." Norman started but trailed off when Norma glared at him.

"Nothing you will ever do can make up for this." Dylan spat at her making her scoff.

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