You never wanted any of this. You hadn't meant to spiral down the rabbit hole that led straight to Hell. You hadn't meant to become the target of fate's twisted plan. You had just been trying to do the right thing, to do right by him. You were a good person. A good friend. Your eyes were bright with a light that the world hadn't quite managed to snuff out yet, but God knows it was trying its best. You weren't crazy, your heart wasn't black, and you were trying to be the best person you could be... Wasn't Hell meant for those who deserved it? Crappy summary, I know! I know! I'm terrible at these! I think the story is better... So the first few chapters are awful and I hate them to death but I swear it gets better, you can skip to the end if you like but you'll probably be confused- Disclaimer: Do you really think I own Gotham? Well here's a surprise: I don't! Shocker right? But if I did, you can bet Jerome wouldn't have died. Anyway, so Gotham is not mine! None of the characters are mine either except....well....you, but that sounds wrong so ima just say none of 'em are except a few ocs. This fanfic is mine though. Warnings: A lot of violence, dark themes, angst, murder, creepiness, one-sided, there are some non-consensual aspects, lots of kidnapping, mentions of child abuse. Overall, it's pretty dark...
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