Heart Attack [UNDER EDITING!]

~Chapter Three~

So okay first of all, I was reading all day and I am emotional as fuck, oh by the way, am I the only one who can't get enough of oneshots and stories, by a certain deer boy? Haha. End me :)

Oh also, yes, the reader had a boyfriend, she was in an abusive relationship for years. She is a bit crazy. And, who said, you can control E v e r y t h i n g  here? Hah! No. You were wrong.

Let's get started-

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1920.10.15

Arriving to work, [y/n] was still feeling bad about what happened last day.

Turning on the radio, she listened to the soft, yet deep voice.

-Ladies and gentlemen, It's Alastor your, favourite host! I come with bad news. Last night, a man got brutally murdered, and it's body have been covered at [Insert a street name]! I warn you all, take care, Nobody wants to get murdered, afterall~ and remember! Smile, you are never fully dressed without one~! Stay tuned, folks!

'A murderer..? Around [Street name]..? But that's where I live!'

The girl looked down, tensed. Shaking, she ran her fingers throught her hair, breathing heavily.

Memories have rushed throught her mind, remembering the day..

Alastor's Pov

Sighing, smiling to myself, I let out a chuckle. Leaning back on my chair, I hummed along with the song, I began to play. Meanwhile, I was reading the fresh news, what I have bought at the morning.

Time skip you litte marshmallow-

T.p.p.

1921.01.02

Alastor walked down on the streets, walking to [y/n]'s house, he used to visit her, since like three months. They kind of, warmed up to eachother, He actually liked her. Like, in a love way, thought he wouldn't admit it..just yet. With a boquet of flowers, her favourite ones.

Knocking on her door, he smiled, having a small blush on his cheeks, hiding the flowers behind his back. But no answer. He knocked again, but still, nothing. From not far away, a scream could be heard. A male's voice, echoed throught the dark streets. Alastor walked closer, and saw a man on the ground, and a female beside it, crying. He tilted his head, wondering who was it. He was the only one who murdered people in the certain city. Did he have a rival. Noticing the figure coming closer, he hide. It was [Y/n], covered in blood, having a small pocket knife in her hand. She was crying.

'Did she..did she kill him?'

A crazy smile curled up on his lips, as his eyes widened. Letting out a chuckle, he walked to her house, knocking again, knowing she was at home. The door swung open, and he was greeted by a nervous, tensed looking [Y/n].

-Why hello my dear~ What is wrong, why are you crying?

Walking in, he put the flower on the table. But, all the answer he got, was a chuckle from the girl.

-I..I just had a rough day..hehe. That's all..

-I hope you don't mind me staying for the night..you can let it all out..

The male smiled, looking into her eyes..