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"The Boy"

Brahms Heelshire x Female!Reader

This is a just a story of the movie of The Boy but instead of Greta , Female!Reader will take her place. The ending will also be different as I wanted to change it to how I wanted the movie to end like , Ive Also changed some other things in the story.

Sorry for any misspelled works as I'm just now getting into writing . Sorry this is a female reader story as I'm a female and that's what I'm used to writing but I will eventually write different versions of my story's that have different genders , Male!Reader & Gn!Reader.

Y/n - Your name

L/n - Last name

R/n - random name

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Y/ns text and thoughts are going to be (pink¡)

Brahms will be (red!)

These -> " are thoughts

Others text will be (purple¡)

Chapter 1 | Meeting The Heelshires

My name is Y/n L/n and for the last few weeks I've been running away using from my crazy abusive ex-boyfriend , R/n. He was constantly hitting and yelling at me and eventually I got tired of it and ran off to move to the United Kingdom. I wanted to move far away from (State) and start a new life never look back, but yet the familiar overwhelming feeling of being scared that he'll find me always seems to find it's way back to me.

Sighing at the thought of it I quickly clear my head as I keep my eyes on the road heading to the Heelshire Residence where I will be nannying a older couples little boy named Brahms. It made me feel off thinking at the thought of a older couple having a young child "maybe it's their grandson" I thought. I pull up to the address given to me looking up at the house already gives off a creepy vibe and im slowly regetting my decision in taking this job but i need the money and maybe it'll look better on the inside then what it does on the outside + it'll be better once i meet brahms maybe he'll distract me from my mind of my ex.

Finally Pulling into the house parking my car and putting the keys into my pocket I exit my car and head to the trunk of it to grab my backpack and suitcase. I grab my suitcase and walk towards the front door as I'm settling the backpack straps comfortably on my shoulders.

Finally arriving at the door I put a few knocks on the door , taking a deep breath and exhale as a few minutes go by I knock again but get no answer. Opening the door I slowly walking inside closing it behind me setting my bags down by the door as I do so I call out to see if anyone's home.

"Is anyone here?" I say as I look around the house that looks like it could have been built in the 19th century. "Mr and Mrs Heelshire? , Brahms?" as I say the name brahms I hear a thump near the wall but quickly ignore it figuring out that it's probably a rat or mouse.

After calling out you shortly realized no one was going to answer you so you start to walk up the stairs to explore a little as your were walking up the stairs you saw a family portrait of a family that you assumed were Mr and Mrs Heelshire, and looking down at face of the little boy below , brahms.

"This must be the little boy that I'm nannying" you thought to yourself. Soon after your done with your little exploring session you head back downstairs but as soon as you do so you hear an voice of an older woman calling out to you from the top of the stairs.

"Up here Miss Y/n , sorry for the wait" you look back up to where you heard the voice "There you are Mrs. Heelshire it's finally nice to meet you" you said as you walked all the way back up the stairs but what you really wanted to say was

"I know damn well I did not just come down from those stairs looking for you just to make it back to the bottom of the stairs just to hear and see your old ass at the middle of the stairs after all of that" but you held back for the sake of needing a job and money.

"Let's head upstairs , so I could introduce you to my son brahms and my husband." She says as you make it up the stairs there waiting was a older man you that you assumed was Mr Heelshire.

"Ms Y/n I would like you to meet my husband, Mr Heelshire" said Mrs. Heelshire.

"It's very nice to meet you Ms. Y/n" he said as he stuck out his hand for you to shake.

"It's nice to meet you too Mr Heelshire"

"Okay now y/n I would like you too meet our son brahms" Mrs. Heelshire said , as they soon moved aside putting a glass-like doll into view that looks similar to the boy you saw in the family portrait.

Not wanting to be rude you put a smile on your face bending down to the height of the doll , figuring out that the elder couple must of had a loss of their son brahms years ago and this is how they cope.

"Hello brahms"