"What the hell are you doing with a knife?" Tim asked as he seemed a bit worried yet oddly unfazed with how the room looked. It made her dumbfounded for a short few moments before she dropped the knife, turning to him as the knife hit the ground, creating a small metallic 'clink'. She seemed to have zoned out a bit so Tim waved his hand in front of her eyes.
"Anyone home?" He asked as a small tease. Y/n blinked her eyes as she was trying hard to process this.
"You don't see the blood and guts?" She asked curiously as she stared at him. The brunette male just shook his head with a extremely worried look on his face. This nearly made the h/c's jaw drop. She looked back at the kitchen to see all the blood and guts was still there. She felt the same sickening feeling to her stomach as she turned away.
"Maybe you should see a doctor. I've experience this stuff before and that's how all my shit started." Tim was clearly distressed about the woman's behavior.
"Thanks Tim but I should be fine without going to see my doctor." She shook off this apparent hallucination and crossed her arms, looking at the blood stained floor. The brunette sighed and took her hand, walking back upstairs with her. As they walked up the stairs she looked back at the kitchen to still see the massacre left behind but this time there was a strange person waving at her. She brushed it off as another part of her hallucination and kept walking, flicking the light off.
Tim walked her to her room as she was still clearly shooken up about the whole situation. It's not everyday you see that in your kitchen.
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On The Run
Fanfiction(Y/N) was seen as a normal tomboy but she has a few dark secrets not even she knew about. For as long as she could remember she was alone for her whole life. She couldn't remember who raised her. There were no parents, no school, no nothing in her c...
