Johnny the homicidal maniac x reader

Chapter 1; Moving day

"R/n get your shit out of the car!" your mother yelled crazily pointing at the back of the moving van.

You had just moved into an empty house in a very suspicious neighborhood. You were moving in with your little brother Todd (Squee), your asshole mother, and your always busy father.

You hopped out of the car and slammed the door intensely behind you. You ran to the end of the moving van and slid the door open.

All of the shit in the back of the van was mostly not your but you didn't really care. You grabbed your suitcase and started to walk into the house.

You opened the door. The house wreaked of dust and mold. It could probably use a bit of a fixer upper too but you knew her mom didn't care about that and neither would your dad cause of work.

"R/n! R/n! Can you help me with my bag?!" Squee yelled trying to pull his bag full of clothes out of the jam packed van. "Just a sec!" You yelled plopping all of your stuff on the living room floor.

You walked over to the door and opened it up. You could see Squee struggling to pull his bag out. "Let me do it." You started to speed walk towards him. You grabbed the bag and pulled it out with ease. "Here you go~" You sweetly said as you handed the bag to him.

You saw your mom start to make her way out of the car. "Oh no.. I have to get outta here before she starts bitching. You started to run towards the door. You opened in and entered the old house. You slammed the door behind you and let out a sigh of relief.

You bent over and grabbed your bags and started to run up the stairs. You counted each one carefully. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine....." You were finally at the top of the stairs. You looked around examining each room. There was a room with a rust handle and grey paint which was severely peeling. "I want that room!" You thought.

You walked quickly to the room eager to know the inside of it. You heard small fast pitter pattering up the stairs. It was Squee. You opened the door and saw a sad cold room with an old window with no curtain. Kinda sucky but your's. You felt a soft tug on your hoodie so you turned around. It was Squee.

"What is it Todd?" You said as you crouched down onto your knees. He looked into your eyes. "R/n, I-i wanted this room." He said with sadness is his voice. You thought for a second knowing he would probably start crying if you said no. "Okay, I'll go pick another room." You left with a smile but right when you stepped over the door frame it turned into a stone cold frown.

You walked down the small hallway to the room next to Squee's new one. The door was less scratchy and the door handle was worn down. You turned the cold handle and opened the door. The room was a bit bigger than Squee's which is a good thing but you really liked the other room.

You chucked your bags and sat on the floor. You lifted your head noticing the sun was going down. You heard louder footsteps.. it was your mom. You walked over to your door and peeked into the hallway seeing your mom conveniently carrying you and your brother's matress. You quickly walked into the hallway running towards your mom. You snatched the mattress that was the biggest out of her hands. "Thanks!" You yelled as you ran back into your room closing the door behind you.

You carried the mattress to the corner of your room and carefully set it down. There were no sheets but you didn't really care. You liked the cold. You layed down sprawling your body across the cold damp mattress. You reached your hand into your pocket pulling out your small iPhone.

You typed in the password and went straight to the messages. None. You frowned and set your phone next to you. You placed your arms over your eyes blocking any sunlight from your face. You closed your eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

"CRASH!" Your eyes instantly opened waking to the loud sound. You took your arms off of your face and sat up.
You looked around the room wondering where it came from. You slid off your mattress and walked to the door. You slowly turned the handle and creaked the door open. You peeked through the small crack you made in the door.

You saw a tall man walk from Squee's room into the bathroom. You were horrified. You started to think what could happen or what already happened to your little brother. You slowly crept from your room to the bathroom door. The man was rummaging through the medicine cabinets.

You walked into the bathroom doorway the man instantly turned around looking at you. "Well hello." He said in a happy voice. You tried to build up the courage to speak. "W-what are you d-ding in our house?" You asked him quietly. He smiled coming closer. "As you can see some of the blood on my head in mine. And I need to clean it. Could you show me where the bactine is?" You were a bit confused. "Shouldn't you have some at YOUR house?"

He stood up all the way showing how much taller he was than me. "I won't take long." He said turning back around. I walked out of the bathroom back to my room. I was a bit relieved. At least Squee didn't get hurt. "Where the fuck is the bactine?!" You heard him yell from the bathroom.

This time you heard another voice too.....it was Squee's. You walked out of your room and peeked into the doorway of the bathroom. You saw the tall man introduce himself to Squee. So his name was Johnny? He looked like a pretty lively man. You saw him grab the bactine and pour it on his head.

He started to walk through the doorway. He turned and saw you. "We keep running into each other and it'll probably happen for a while." He said walking back into Squee's room and too the broken window. "Well I mean... We're neighbors now." He smiled at Squee and than hopped out the window.

You had a strange feeling. Like.....you wanted to see him again.