《-Insane Asylum- Slashers x Reader》The Funeral
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I was in my cell room lay on the bed curled up into a ball. I feel I don't wanna come out after what happen hour ago what that burnt fuck kill my dad and Lena. The others try to get me out of my room, I refuse. The guards try to get me out, I scared them away so they will never come back.
My heart was broken into million pieces, it was connected to my dad and Lena that I love them so much. I don't feel happy anymore without them. I feel nothing.
I heard the door knock, I ignore it. "Y/n... it's me." I heard Dr. Connor voice. "...I had some spare clothes for you... we're going to your father and friend funeral." I jump out my bed. I stood front of the door looking through the glass window "The cemetery is not far so we be there in a minute. Lena and your dad want to meet you when we get there."
Dr. Connor unlock the door, he handed me spare clothes and walk away. I shut the close close, I look some clothes in my arms and they were all black. I place them on the bed and started to change.
After I finish changing I look myself at the mirror front of me. I wore black turtleneck, black pants, and black converse shoes. My long hair was messy and tangle. I grab back of my hair, I use my other hand growing claws out. I cut my long hair into short. It land on my shoulder and it feel so light.
The door open by itself. Dr. Connor stood there wearing a black suit. "Ready to go?" I nod. "I brought bouquets of (favorite flowers) for you, you give it to them as a gift." He handed me the bouquets.
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We went into his car drove off heading to cemetery. I pull out my photo seeing me, my dad and Lena. I place it back inside my pocket look up straight the road.
We made it to the cemetery, we got off the car heading where my dad and Lena tombstones are. There they are, I see their tombstones. I went up to them place bouquets of (favorite flowers) front of them.
"I'll give you some privacy." Dr. Connor walk away. I look at their tombstone, tears streamed down on my cheeks. I feel sad without them, I should of save them before Freddy did to them. I miss their smiles, their kindness, I had so many memories of them. I love them.
I remember when me and my dad went to the movie theater together while my abusive mom was working so she won't notice. Me and Lena went to the carnival that night, it was so much fun hanging out together. After I won a game of ring toss I got a prize of big stuff bunny but I don't need it I gave it to Lena. She was happy that I told her 'I won it for you' and she gave me warmth hug.
I went on my knees grip the grass stream the tears outs. I sob in sadness. I miss them. Without them I feel I'm not myself anymore.
'Y/n'
I jump in surprise hearing a voice. Where did it-
'Y/n, my dear daughter'
My eyes widen hearing that familiar voice. Could it be-
'We're here for you my friend."
'We love you.'
Dad! Lena! It's their voice? How? Are they're inside my head talking to me?
'We're here for you my precious girl.'
'Don't forget us, we love you. We always be with you. Promise don't forget.'
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My lip form into small smile hearing their voices. 'I'll never forget you guys, I promise.' I thought. I get up from the ground walk back towards Dr. Connor car to head back to the mental place.
"How did it go?" I didn't respond from his question . "Okay than, let's head back." He start the car drove off.
I look at the window having a daydream about me and my dad and Lena. I still hear their voices inside my head making me smile. I pull out the photo looking at them, I bring it closed to my face kiss it place it back into my pocket.
I'll never forget you guys. I'll keep your promise.
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