Empty Promises (Bloody Painter x Reader) [ORIGINAL]

Chapter 4- An Old Friend

It's been a year since the masked man, I have now to believe is called Bloody Painter, attacked Maggie and the others, leaving only me alive. That still confuses me, why did he kiss me? Why did he spare my life over all the others? Questions that run through my head, when I'm not thinking about Helen, he disappeared after that, never to be seen again. I think he heard about it, got scared and ran, hoping never to run into him, I don't blame him, but I miss him like crazy.

After that I got home schooled, because my parents were to paranoid about him coming back to kill me, but that just made it worse, he came back, killed my parents, then kissed me again. I live on my own now, I have a part time job at in the store down the street from me. I always lock my doors and windows, every night, yet the window to my room is left wide open. One night I rented a couple cameras for a week, to see who was coming into my room every night. I positioned them, so there were no blind spots, that I could see every corner of my room with a camera.

As I slept that night, I felt slightly paranoid, but I slept all the same. I had an odd dream, like, it was me and Helen, hanging out like we used to, after the accident with Tom. Doing drawing completions and just generally chatting. That's when I realised how much I actually miss him, and how much we actually needed each other back then. why? Why did he run and never heard from again?! Where did he go? how come he just disappeared off the face of the earth? all of these questions and so many others raced through my head while I was sleeping, my lovely dream, into a blackness of questions.

I woke with a start, sweating and crying, the window was open, so I rushed to the cameras and watched the footage, I saw the guy who was in my house every night in the first lot of footage on the first camera I looked on.

It was him, it was the Bloody Painter, he was watching me sleep, he watched me for a good 5 hours, then he kissed my head then left, and about 2 minutes later, I woke up. Why couldn't I have woken up 5 minutes earlier? Why couldn't I have spoken to him face to face?! More questions once again, filled my head. I ended up having a walk around the edge of the woods that was about 3 blocks from my house. I was looking down as I walked so I didn't really see what was in front of me, and as I was walking, I bumped into somebody.

"Oh sor-" I looked up, to see him, Bloody Painter "B-Bloody Painter?"

"(Y/N)"

"What do you want with me?! Why do you keep coming into my rooms?!"

"(Y/N), I have one thing to ask you, do you remember me?"

"Yes! you are the man who killed my roommate and parents, and who kissed me, and who keeps getting into my room every night!"

"No, do you remember... Me?" He lifted his mask, to revel a face I thought I would never see again.... it was Helen.