Oh god. Don't read this. I wrote it when I was 11. Please god. No. It's so bad. You've been warned. "Doll, the smile doesn't fool me, you're broken inside. Stop pushing me away and let me fix it." |Story takes place 8 years after Weirdmageddon| When a 21-year-old homeless person living in New York gets a call from their cousin inviting them to come live with her in Oregon, they pull the walls over their broken soul higher. (Y/N) has spent her whole life guarding a secret under the gloves. A secret that can tear everything apart. Can their new family help fix their broken soul? Or will the secret remain hidden under "The Angel's Gloves?" |Story is written for all genders| 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: This story contains depictions of blood and violence. Do not read if you can't stand that. Also, there is a shit ton of bad writing. |Characters do not belong to me| #1 billcipherxreader 6.26.21