(Flashback)
Killer had always liked Nightmare. He just wasn't good at showing it. Nightmare was clueless that Killer had feelings for him. Killer wanted to tell Nightmare how he felt, but he didn't know how to. This made killer mad, insane even. He would just have to do all he could to please Nightmare.
All of a sudden, he was Night's (a nickname for Nightmare because that was long and I'm lazy-) favorite. At least, until Cross showed up.
Cross seemed to be perfect in every way. He was strong, handsome, loyal, kind. Everything Killer wasn't, well at least he was loyal. Soon Cross was Night's favorite, despite all Killer had done. Killer hated Cross for this.
(In the Present)
Killer had finally brought up the courage to tell Night how she felt. "It's ok, you can do it. Just go for it and you're done," Killer thought. she then walked down to the living room to tell Night how she felt, but what she saw, she could never unsee.
Nightmare and Cross were kissing. Killer found herself lost, she just stood there processing what she'd seen. Thirty seconds later she snapped out of it and ran outside, tears streaming down her face. She found herself thinking, "He's with Cross, he'll never love me, he's with the most perfect guy in the world. What could I do to make him love me?". She then thought about back before Cross joined the group, she was Night's favorite... "That's it!" she thought, "Without Cross, she'll be able to love me, ME!" She laughed, it was as simple as that.
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Romance(this is my first ever fanfic so uhhhh, yeeeeee) Killer has always liked Nightmare, until one day he was with someone else. Killer went crazy, well crazier than he already was at least. He was willing to do ANYTHING to get Nightmare to love him. Ev...
