❝Don't you know, don't you know? True friends stab you in the front!❞ ➖ The (mentally ill) Reader learns about their friend's betrayal and breaks down in a fit of rage, mercilessly killing said former friend. Their only hope for a safe harbor personifies in the figure of the beloved psychiatrist Hannibal Lecter who has proven to be a worthy ally and a trusted comforter. How will their meeting turn out? [Generic pronouns for the Reader] Song: True Friends By Bring me the Horizon I don't own either Hannibal Lecter and the Hannibal Show nor you. Obviously neither the song belongs to me. For a better atmosphere listen to the song while reading. Note: This is one of my oldest fics, please have mercyAll Rights Reserved
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