❛ Months have passed. Months of sickness, death, tragedy and confusion. Now, at this very moment, I find the first clear thought in a long time: 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞. ❜

YANDERE!CHUUYA/READER || Why do you want to be hurt? You know it's wrong and unbecoming, but you can't seem to want anything else. Being hurt and getting hurt was a heredity tradition for you. God knows why your bloodline belongs to Hell-that's why he's left you here all by yourself.

A Sal Fisher x (Female)Reader FanFic *PLEASE READ FULL DESCRIPTION AT THE BOTTOM* (Y/N) has moved in with her grandparents at Addison apartments after a very violent event left her orphaned and severely injured. Her grandparents hope she can recover well from her physical and mental trauma, and return to her once laid back and kind self. Unfortunately she has become bitter and angry at the world, lashing out at anyone and anything. It seems no one can break through the walls she's built. That is until she meets a crew of social outcasts that just so happen to live under the same roof as her. Still, it'll take a lot more than a kind smile and a helping hand to fix what's been broken. *This story will contain graphic material not suitable for younger audiences* *Topics will include: violence, mental health issues, death, mentions of sexual assault, descriptions of gore, and sex* (This story will be told in first person, as a semi modern au, and the cult doesn't exist/no main characters will die) (all main characters are 17+)