After one bad night y/n meets somebody at the river. He could be the best thing that happened to her or he could make her life erupt into a living nightmare. Female reader lol I do not own the character "Ghostface" or "Danny Johnson" :) Some warnings for this story: There will be gore, murder and stuff like that so just warning you guys lol. each chapter is pretty short btw thanks for reading :)

A Brahms Heelshire fanfic, written in 2015 by HeelshireBoi. TW: violence, blood, abuse, mature content, profanity [18+ Readers ONLY] A/N: This was my very first fanfic as an inexperienced writer. Please excuse any grammatical errors or plot-hole's in the storyline.

"I promise you. I promise I'll come back." He promises, George thinks wistfully. He promises such a thing- to offer George with his word on something, to uphold it. It's as if he's saying that he'll give the world to him, just for him. But somewhere is the lingering thought in George's mind is that he won't come back. That the cruel war that had riddled their land will take him too, and he will be left wonted and worry worn. George shivers at the thought. "You promise?" That you'll come home to me? And as if he heard those unspoken words. Dream beams at him. "I promise. You won't even notice that I was gone, my love." George releases a wet and broken laugh at the cheesy pet name. Dream does too before pulling him back into his embrace. They stay there for a bit. The war can wait. "I promise I'll be waiting." (or, the war au with letters and oscar wilde quotes.) ORIGINAL STORY ON AO3 (@Qekyo)