Hidden Facade (jason the toymaker x reader)
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  • Reads 10,418
  • Votes 222
  • Parts 31
  • Time 2h 24m
Ongoing, First published Mar 15, 2018
Mature
I raise my head with a sullen and blank (e/c) eyes bore into the psycho's green ones.

"Who are you?" I ask bluntly and out of consciousness. "What are you?"

He stand up properly and I noticed the saw in the dark earlier.

"I am Jason."

Jason? 

"The toymaker. Your Toymaker."

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There are gory, sexual, abusive language in this story.

You've been warned, 'kay?

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Books In The Series Order: Survivor (1) Monster (2) Murderer (3) ________________________________________ S N E A K P E A K : My grip tightened, my brain began to go crazy with thoughts and different voices. "I'm not...a bad person." I whispered, my body leaned up against his chest for support as I felt my eyes begin to burn. Images of bodies blurred my train of thought, The ones he and the others had brutalized popped up in my into my sick mind, so many fucked up events finally began to take a tole on my brain as they found one little crease to seep into. His hand grabbed my wrist, tight. I felt his other hand cup my cheek, pulling me closer to his body. "We are all bad people." He spoke aloud, his eyes not coming to mine once. "But...I'm not." I breathed out, trying to convince myself that I wasn't. "But you are, Y/n." He stated, looking down at me. His eyes were filled with... something unknown to my intoxicated mind. Deep down, I knew that for once, he wasn't lying to me. I truly was a monster, just, like, them. ______________________________________________ [ This book was written when I was in a deep state of derealization, so it may seem kind of off? Idk ] WARNING : - Past Sexual Assault [PTSD] - GORE/HORROR/DISTURBING DESCRIPTION - SLIGHT NSFW - ADULT SUBSTANCES/ TOXINS / LANGUAGE ... START OF BOOK : 6 / 5 / 22 END OF BOOK: 8 / 17 / 22 [ FINISHED ]