Trick And Kill~~Jeff The Killer X Reader X Eyeless Jack
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How much can a human take before the reality around him snaps? For you it was the most unbearable loss of them all. It was more than enough to drown everything sane inside of you. The monster rose inside of you and everything went up to flames. But you are not alone. Madness knows no limits. The same goes for love.~~ A Jeff The KillerXReaderXEyeless Jack fanfiction
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JEFF THE KILLER x FEM READER 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.
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