Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Harry Warden x reader (part 4)

(I'm a little scared that this chapter will be too short or too long ;-;)

"My dearest (Y/n)...

My lovely lovely love, if you recieved the note as I previously planed, I hate to break into your house. But it was the only way for me to get close to you...
I hate Valentine's day. To the core.
But you've changed that for me.
Ever since I accidentaly attacked you at that laundry house, my mind's been going crazy. More crazier than usual... I apologize for that mistake. The victim was not supposed to be you, it was Mabel.

I grabbed you and slammed you down so roughly... I am once again terribly sorry for any injuries I could've made. I saw your beautiful (e/c) eyes stare into mine in fear and I lost all control over myself. I'd normaly kill anyone that would stand in my way but you... you made my muscles stiffen, you made my heart beat so fast that it could explode, I don't think I ever felt that way to anything or anyone.

I felt so bad for scaring you the way I did. For a brief moment I wanted to put all I ever did behind myself and only love you...
Please, come meet me at the mines on Valentine's day, if you don't want to have anything to do with me, I completly understand. Don't go, stay out and I'll shut myself away from you. I don't want to poison your life my dearest...

But know that Harry Warden, loved you..."

After reading the note, you slowly set it down on your chest, breathing in gently. You felt high, lighter. The note was creepy in a large way but also... sadly romantic...
From what you read out, Harry must've been really confused about himself. He was on the edge and the only way to put his feelings down was to write them.
Harry Warden would wait at the mines for you. On Valentine's day. The exact same day you and the other kids would go in. You sat on your bed, sighing. It will be a bloodbath. You got up, dressed in your sleeping clothes and went to bed. That night you didn't  get much sleep and constantly had thoughts about Harry. Every time you thought of him, your legs got shaky, and your cheeks got a little heated up.
Seems that he's not the only one confused about his feelings.

Very late in the noon
You squint your eyes open, grunting at the light in your room. Right so... what was supposed to happen today? Oh yeah, slaugher in the mines. You sighed tiredly and turned on your other side. You had your eyes closed still, but you could feel something off on your sheets. You pushed your eyelids up and saw a little, pink, heart-shaped letter. It wasn't factory made. It was cut out by hand. Under that, was a heart-shaped box of chocolates. You reached for the letter and opened it with a gentle smile on your lips. A little spec of blood was on the inside. But the text was still in readable state.

"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I've never loved somebody more,
Than I love you

I hope to see you tonight (Y/n)"

You quickly turned yourself around and screamed into the pillow. You weren't even sure if you'll go and this man was not making it easier! You turned back to the side and tiredly opened the box. There were a few praline's and so you took one and dulled it out. Today... will be a day.

You got up, stretched and waddled into the bathroom. You washed your face, brushed your teeth, and got dressed. You came back into your room and grabbed the box.
Then, you did some more walking downstairs. "Dad? Dad you home?" You shouted for your parent. No answers. He must be checking the things for Valentines. Maybe he's checking the streets for Harry Warden. Little did he know... You put the chocolates box down on the kitchen table and opened up your fridge. You regretted that you brushed your teeth as soon as you picked up a cookie-like bar to eat for breakfast. You decided on making yourself some tea as well. You started heating the water and sat on the counter, waiting for it to finnish off.

Harry... Harry, Harry, Harry. As much as you tried to push the choices of meeting him away, you still weren't fully decided. Why would he actualy want you in the mines. Is the question. Maybe, he wants to kill you in peace- wait no, that's not true, his letter specificaly explained his puzzled emotions for you. There is no way you'd end up dead. You rested your head on the fridge, still thinking. Maybe Harry just wanted to... to talk. Maybe he wanted that. He said most in his letter, again, but you were sure he might try to push out some more words. It would be hard though. Maybe he's preparing something in the place. The loud tap of the kettle broke you out of thought. You grabbed it, and with a weak shaky hand you poured the heated water in the cup.
The tea bag slowly let out it's dark red color, giving the water actual taste.

And as you sip your tea, time transcends into evening time because I have no idea how to pass time otherwise than being on my computer playing videogames and they didn't really have those back then
It was almost time for you to get in the mines. Of course, not in the working way. You walked upstairs, and decided to put on something better. You grabbed the clothes you felt most comfortable in, but still looking cute as usual!

You waddled your merry way downstairs and walked out into the night. The moon was up high and almost no cars sounded through the empty streets of the town. Everyone was at home, or in the pub. Some were drinking their sorrows away, or having a good night with their loved one. Only you and the other kids had the incredible idea to go into the mines of Harry fucking Warden and check it out there. You were pretty sure the kids wanted to have sex but you weren't really gonna get involved.

You arrived at the mines further from the town, about half an hour later. A longer walk but at least you got a little freshed out. Already, at the old entrance there were two bodies lying. One of them being a male and the other, a brunette girl.
Both have been stabbed in their stomachs with a sharp, heavy object... persumabely a pickaxe. The thought did made you cringe slightly but it wouldn't beat you off from resolving this thing you had with Harry.
You braverly marched foward into the mines.
Here and there, on your way, you'd call out Harry's name, hoping for an aswer. Sometimes you heard a scream, soon, passing by another body. It stopped shaking with you after a while...

The deeper you went, the less bodies you found. They were replaced with... little notes? You picked one of them up. There was a small drawing of a locomotive on the inside.
"I choo choo choose you!"
Another sfupidly cute Valentine card that made you smile. It was so dumb but so cute...
You continued your journey. The small holes in the walls started holding candles. Little lit candles. Their tiny flames danced around and lit the cave system.
You were nearing the end of the tunnel, as you saw Harry Warden himself, lighing one last candle.
He looked around the room, as if checking if everything is on spot but his masked eyes got stuck on you.
His already nervous breathing got faster. You looked so beautiful to him... the candle light surrounded you, really setting the aura for admiration.
You slowly stepped closer to him.

"Hey Harry..." You smiled at him gently. You were pretty nervous and didn't really know what to do. You never did any of this.
Harry's hand landed on your cheek, petting it gently. He sighed as he admired your beauty.
"You wanted me here... to... to tell me something?" You grabbed Harry's hands and held them gently in yours.
Harry nervously breathed in, and moved his hand away from yours. He grabbed the respirator of his mask, and brought it up. He reavealed just his lips. His mouth was a little dirty because of the coal he used to mine. It was kinda cute in a way...
"Aha... I've got it..." You said quietly, laying your hand on Harry's chest, and standing on your tippy toes. You kissed the man gently, him returning the kiss very nervously.
You were everything Harry ever wanted... and now you were here, loving him in the mines...

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