11 Suicidal And Homicidal 11

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☆Trigger Warning☆ A perfect match, equal of insanity. ▪Jokers view▪ Something didn't feel right, I opened my eyes and looked at (Y/N), I got up quickly when I noticed she was missing, I checked the door and it was locked and I still had the key, then I went to the bathroom door and it was also locked, 'she must be in there'. "(Y/N)? Are ya in there?" Nothing in response, "don't play games with me!" I got impatient, I listened carefully. There were afew groans from the other end of the door, thats when I knew she was in there. I bashed and kicked until the door came off it's hinges. I raced in there to see (Y/N) sitting in her own blood, wrists cut open. "f**k!" I yelled and ripped my shirt off then ripping it in half, I put one half around one wrist and the other half on the other wrist, I wrapped them tightly and ran to the other door, unlocking it and opening it. I picked up (Y/N) and brought her to the basement, I told one of the guards to get the doctor. I laid (Y/N) on the cold metal table and started cleaning her cuts. I rested my head against hers and waited for the doctor, but of course he wasn't a normal doctor. "(Y/N)... when I'm with you.... I get these... feelings that I've never had before. But you'll always be scared of me. I wish I was different, just for you" She opened her eyes weakly and smiled, "Suicidal and Homicidal" she spoke, I grinned from ear to ear "A perfect match, equal of insanity" I finished her sentence and kissed her forehead.
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