"What the hell has gotten into you?"
"Stop fucking struggling! I can explain you asshole, just-"
"Just let me at her already, Billy! Don't fuck this up!"
"You don't get it, just stop for a damn minute! Jesus Christ! Why don't you just listen to me?"
"Because I'm- I'm in the middle of trying to gut someone? What the hell, man?"
"Well, asshat, you don't get to kill this one. She's no victim, Stu. That's my goddamned cousin."
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If you had to blame anyone for the way you are you'd blame your shitty parents; they were the reason you were labeled as a 'delinquent'. You'd always known a life of theft couldn't be the safest, and now you were experiencing the bad parts of it firsthand- with a dead mother and a four year old promise, your only escape from the men who are after you is the forest, where you hope to find your last chance and only cousin Billy Loomis. What you don't expect to find, however, is a house full of killers. How bad can it be?
You wish this was you, huh? ( slasher headcanons & oneshots )
145 parts Complete Mature
145 parts
Complete
Mature
For Lonely readers willing to marry, worship, and devote their existence to fictional serial killers who would mercilessly rip their lungs out with no second thought. ( I wish someone could go to therapy for me).
Some parts of this book have been deleted. If you found yourself looking for a chapter that doesn't exist, it's not deja vu. You're not hallucinating. I took it.