My Sweet Little Killer~ {A Nightkiller Story} Discontinued Until Further Notice

Chapter 1: Emotions

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Third POV(this is the way it will stay)

Killer was walking around the castle. Shit. Where's the library? He thought. A knife quickly flew by his skull. "Damnit!" A voice shouted. "Very funny, Dust." Killer said turning around. "You're no fun!" Dust said walking up to Killer, Horror showing up behind shortly. "Not my faul-" Killer was cut off by being pushed to the ground. "DUST!" Horror shouted"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" Dust placed his foot on Killers skull. Shit shit shit! Killer thought. He started to tear up, and attempted to push Dusts foot off. Dust smiles wickedly and puts more pressure on Killers skull. Horror pushed Dust away from Killer. "I SAID STOP!" Horror shouted. Dust scoffed and walked away Horror helped Killer up. "I'm so sorry about him." Horror said "it's ok." Killer replied. They waved to each other and went away

Killer found a place to be alone. The library. He sat down in a corner sitting on a bean bag, fiddling with his knife. He felt arms wrap around him and made a squeak sound. Oh gee. Not again. Killer thought, he spun his knife to face behind him. "I'm not dealing with your shit today, Nightmare." Killer said. Nightmare sighed and let go of Killer. "C'mon, love." Nightmare said. "No! Not this bulshit again!" Killer yelled getting up. Nightmare flinched at the yelling. "I DON'T THINK OF YOU LIKE THAT! JUST A BOSS! NOTHING MORE!" Killer continued. "Just leave me alone." Killer walked out of the library on the urge of crying. No one would leave him alone, and mind their own damn business. He went his room and slammed the door.

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Holy jesus. Sorry I couldn't update. Writers block is killing me. Anyway, I know it's short. But. Still. I couldn't have posted for another week, or month
Anyway hope you enjoyed!