suicide and homicide {jthm x reader}

depression and obsession dont mix well

no one p.o.v))

johnny was sitting in a separate room changing out of his blood soaked clothes when the body began to move. he heard a light scuffing sound and tugged his shirt on and slowly walked to the door. he watched from the door way as his best friend sat up and rubbed his head. johnny smiled and started sneaking up on the sitting person.

((your p.ov.))

i stirred before i slowly sat up. i felt.....nothing. no pain no weakness.....i felt normal. until i felt that feeling in my chest i always have. depression....it seems to never go away no matter what i do. i just want to fucking die. is that to much to ask for...i rose my hand up to my head and felt the fact that my hair wasn't (h/l) any more. it was shorter, like if i were to pull is away from my head the tips wold only reach the tip of my ear. the top of my hair was longer than the back and sides of my head. the sides and back of my head were like when u shave your head and let it grow for 7 months. the top of my heads hair was spiked up i looked like Frankenstein. i looked at my surroundings and noticed that i was in a run down building, a house? right when i looked up i was met with a face staring straight down at he. the man smiled "well hello William......glad to see your awake....William is it just me or do you look different...."  i just sat there and stared at him.... i dont know what to do or say. i opened my mouth and let out a little "...what?" his face changed and in a quick motion he pinned me against the floor and put a knife to my throat. he glared at me with deep hatred. "WHAT DID YOU DO WITH WILLIAM....WHERE IS HE" im not sure what hes talking about but hes going to kill me if i dont say something. "u-um.....look dude...i-i dont know who this William is...i dont even know where i am..." his face soften, he looked up at my hair then something snapped. he quickly got up and stared down at me. "...you look like him. but his hair was longer....that explains why he was always slumped over.....it was our body i was talking to the whole time....from the looks of it you just came back from hell....ive been their before" he reached a hand out to me and i took it. he helped me up. he scratched the back of his neck and introduced himself. i stared into his eyes. and told him my name. and suddenly i became obsessed with this person.