Corrupted (Male Reader x Charlie) (BOOK 1)

Midnight Talk

It was dark. Cold. And that smell, of rotting flesh and fresh ash, it had experienced it before. 'Oh no, not here' he thought as he opened his eyes to see Sinville, exactly how it was after he woke up. He stood up in the debris as smoke flew by. You look at all the bodies, feeling a certain emotion filling up, actually multiple.

Guilt. Sorrow. Regret.

He didn't mean for this to happen, it had been a part of him that was created in Hell, he couldn't control that, could he? 'Please, I just want a regular dream' he thought as he began to walk over the little fires, dancing about the charred ground. Suddenly, in his peripheral, Y/N saw a small light inside a building. He began to run towards it, hoping he didn't leave the town dead, but he felt multiple hands grab his leg and ankles. He looked down to see the corpses had been reanimated, and were showing their vengeance.

    "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT" one said, blooding spurting from his wet wounds and bubbling out of his mouth. "YOU JUST HAD TO KILL US YOU MONSTER" a girl said, with one arm and an almost decapitated head. Her eyes had a trail of blood, intertwined with tears, going down her cheeks. Y/N tried to ignore them, like they were voices in his head, and pushed forward, ripping their hands off his legs and having a long stride in order to make it to the building. After a lot of dodging, Y/N had made it to the building and shut the door. He slumped up against it and took a breath. He closed his eyes to let himself calm, settle him down, he opened his eyes and he was at the hotel. Except it was trashed. White, crystal like veins with a black glow from inside pulsating, along with his heart beat.

    He saw Nifty flattened like a pancake, Husk with a million shards of an alcohol in his body, Alastor was on the wall, mounted and held up by his own deer antler buried deep in his chest, the blood surrounding it had already dried. He went forward and saw Angel ripped in half, blood everywhere. His internal bits still slowly seeping out. Then he saw Vaggie with her spear in her head, like the little head pieces where it looks like there's an arrow in your head, except this time, it was real. However, what broke his heart the most was Charlie, who had a giant slash over her chest, an unimaginable amount of blood spilling out. There was one thing different about her though, she was alive.

  "Charlie!" Y/N said, holding her face up and taking off his hoodie, putting it against her wound.

    "Why...." she began to groan. Y/N kept holding pressure, and his eyes darted around the area, wondering where some medical stuff would be, but he felt a soft hand grab his face and turn him towards Charlie, which was her. The sickness and pitiful look in her eyes only furthered Y/N's sadness as he tried to stop her weakness from growing.

    "Why did you do this to us. I gave you a home, and this is how you treat us. You're supposed to be human, but you're just a freak!" she spat at the end, causing some of her blood to splash onto Y/N. Then, her life began to end and her head slump. Charlie's heart stopped and that was it. Every resident of the hotel was dead, except Y/N.

   At this point he had a few tears creep out of his eyes, trying to bury the burdens he had been cursed with ever since he got here. He sighed and sat on the couch, looking at all the destruction apparently he caused. He shed one more tear before banging his head against the wall. At the moment, as soon as he made contact, the wall shattered, as he fell into the darkness, escaping the gruesome nightmare.

Y/N woke up in a sweat, and felt the sweet sensation of the fan. He relaxed at it's gracious cold kiss as he felt his face. His face was wet no doubt, but sweat wasn't the only things. Tears were also stirred up in that solution. He sighed, realizing he was awake, not in a nightmare, but in reality. He had noticed a silhouette above him, one that gave him déjà vu.

     "You know, we really got to stop meeting like this" Y/N said in a groggy voice, and the figure backed off.

   "Sorry, just wanted to see ya sweetheart" Angel said before turning on the light.

   "It's fine, but I'm never gonna sleep with you, or do anything intimate or sexual, sorry to burst your bubble" Y/N said, hoping to free him from the pornstar's interest.

     "Fine, but you gotta tell me what is going on" he said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

   "What do you mean?" Y/N had responded, quite curious and awake despite having only been waken up a couple of seconds ago.

    "I know that face, you had a bad dream, and judging by the tears it was somethin' personal" he said, his mind reflecting on his own personal experiences.

    "Yeah I guess so," Y/N said, rubbing the back of his head, his eyes now adjusting to the light above his wooden bed. "Have you ever done something that, no matter what you do, it always comes back and you can't seem to escape the horrible things you've done?" he asked, shocking Angel with such a deep cutting question. Y/N had noticed the discomfort and pain in Angel's face and knew he made a mistake. "Look, sorry, you probably wouldn't unders-".

    "I know exactly what you mean" Angel said in a monotone voice.

    Y/N had stopped staring down, admiring the intricate design of the comforter and looked up at Angel. "What?" he said.

   "See, the porn company I work for, the boss, he ain't the best. I've done some bad things with him, forced by his own hand. He has me like a puppet, his hand literally shoved up my ass, and there isn't a moment that goes by that at least one single thought about what he did to me echoes throughout my brain" he said, turning back and watching the pain claw away at the door, begging to be let in.

    "Well, why don't you just leave or kill him? This is Hell, I don't think anyone would care" Y/N, concerned for Angel's well being, despite their odd first impressions.

   "Listen buddy, my boss is an overlord, like Strawberry Tall Cake downstairs. I can't just kill him. Even if I was able to, almost of Hell would be hunting for him, and if I quit, he just find me and make me his actual slave. There's no getting out of this mess. Speaking of, what's your mess?" he said, looking at you, wondering what a simple teenager could do.

    "It's complicated. I pretty much ruined a bunch of people's lives" Y/N said, trying to reveal he had decimated an entire city.

     "Well, everyone's at least ruined one person's life while on Earth, especially in Hell, so you're not alone" Angel said, getting up.

   'Yeah, I'm in the ranks with Hitler' Y/N thought as Angel turned off the light and closed the door. Y/N sighed as he rested aganist his pillow, calming down, some pressure relieved after talking with Angel. His eyes became heavy once again as he faded asleep, but this time no dreams, just silent peace.