We have been here for a week and it just is uncomfortable at times. Like someone is always breathing down your neck. Brahms and Greta gave me company though. Taking care of Brahms has made my voice stronger but it's still a bit child like. Well anyway I was in the kitchen, Brahms was with Greta in his study and I was making lunch. I was cutting a carrot when I heard foot steps and heavy breathing...Malcolm isn't due until tomorrow and Greta is upstairs..Nope not today, you are just paranoid. Just paranoid...but keeping a knife with you isn't that bad right? No good cause someone is breathing down my neck. I quickly turned around with the knife ready to slit a throat. It was Malcolm
"WHAT THE HELL MALCOLM YOU DON'T BREATHE ON SOMEONES NECK!!!" He got startled. I heard pounding down the stairs.
"what happened."
"Jeez I am sorry Jake I didn't mean to."
"Hmph, I'm going to go read to Brahms before lunch since it needs to cook still."
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After lunch I was having a art moment with Brahms when suddenly Greta ran in.
"Can I leave you here by yourself tonight? Malcolm asked me out."
"Sure I don't care."
"Are you sure? I don't want you to be uncomfortable by yourself"
"It's alright, now go have fun!" She ran off to get ready.
"I miss having friends who liked hanging out with me...no one really likes my face...I know shocker..Brahms I wish you were alive. Then again that would make you a couple years older than me. Hmm I wonder what you would look like." I closed my sketchbook and picked Brahms up.
"Let's go to the kitchen I need a snack." I left the room and heard Greta in the shower. Guess she took awhile picking a outfit. I made my way downstairs and for the first time I didn't feel like someone was watching me.. I knew it was just my mind.
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I soon entered the kitchen and turned the light on. What I saw almost made me drop the doll.
A tall six foot semi muscular man with a doll mask stood there staring straight at me...... WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?!
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His Doll---Brahms x male oc
FanfictionWhat if Greta had a younger brother with her, who was left scarred and blind in his right eye after Cole attacked him in a drunken rage. What if she brought him in hopes that he would become his normal happy self again. (In this Brahms is 26 and Gre...
