Mine ( Jeff the Killer × Depressed Reader) (Completed)
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You often go outside at night. Because that's when you can hide. You wear a mask to hide your pain. You don't smile. When you do it's to conceal pain from reaching out and getting ahold of the last bit of sanity you have. That is, until you meet him. He's always smiling. Even when in pain. His eyes stare into your soul without a single blink. And he holds a bloody knife to your throat. Which will only make him smile more when you start to realize, HE IS FEAR.
*DOES INCLUDE ADULT CONTEXT! CUSSING MENTIONS OF RAPE AND OTHER SUBJECTS THAT MAY MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE*
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