On the Precipice of Insanity [Yandere! Sasuke Uchiha x Reader]

Chapter Nineteen

Nineteen

Not letting her emotions, like her constantly ascending agitation, she parts away from her superior and makes her way towards the cell of the inmate Sasuke Uchiha. She pictured him in her mind, she had him perfectly. The way his onyx eyes look, that arrogant aloof gaze; his lips and the permanent smirk they were wearing and his raven bangs that frame that pale face. Definitely not your usual madman, no, he had something special. But to be honest, does [name] really want to find out that secret about him and most of all herself? What if her past is something she would regret remembering? She doesn't even know how she forgot everything concerning that topic in the first place.

As the [color] haired woman enters the area of the cells a cold shiver runs down her spine. In slow steps she moves forward, her ears, her heart, her mind ready for whatever may come or not come. There is nothing, idiot. Her inner self shouts at her. The medication is clutched against her chest, those questions circling her mind.

He knows me, he can help me, right?

Who the fuck was I?

Why can't I remember?

[Name] does not even realize that she is standing in front of the cell, onyx eyes staring at her from behind the bars. He wears that smirk again, and the darkness in his orbs is not to ignore. Perhaps there is even a hint of red in those irises. His pale skin makes him look like an undead. "You are back!" he cheers and the lady cocks her head. He sure is a strange one. I can't believe he is an acquaintance of me!

"I am, Sasuke," she answers, trying hard to focus on her work. If Orochimaru comes back and sees her interrogating one of the inmates she could say goodbye to her job and the opportunity to finally get answers. "I have brought your medicine," the psychologist states, holding up the package of the Clozapine. In her other hand is syringe. She fills the tool with the drug and sighs, getting out the keys.It is just like last time, he does not seem to be the violant type. The woman opens the door getting inside, the door closed she gazes at the male, only to find him right behind her. Her eyes wide open she stares at her hand in disbelief. H-how? She merely stepped inside, but the syringe is already taken away and pressed against her skin until the madman finally pushes the metal inside her flesh, laughing mischievously. Her vision becomes more and more blurry, like she is drunk. Her knees feel weak and her arms do like they live an own life with an own will and grab onto the body of the man, preventing the female's body to fall to ground.

"What did you. . .how did you-" she stammers, forcing herself to stay awake. The drug already shows its effects, and for long she wouldn't be able to fight against it. The raven haired inmate shook his head, the smirk on his lips still present. "Just because I am insane doesn't mean I cannot learn, and apparently I learned, [name]-chan." he whispers in her ear, his tongue brushing her earlobe. The room started to spin, big things got little and little things got big. What was left is only the image of the Uchiha licking his lips as he begins to unbutton her blouse and starts kissing and sucking her neck. She has no other chance, but to surrender to the drug and blackout, falling behind against the cold stone wall.

"You are mine, [name]." he says as he looks at the sleeping form of the psychologist, his bite marks on her skin. "Your blood tastes so delicious, but you need it more than I do," he continues, very well aware of another presence near him. Sasuke stops for a second and turns around. "Can I have some privacy!" he snaps at the man and groans. As he gets up the woman mumbles Sasuke and he knew by then what she is dreaming about.

"You'll remember me, and everything I did for you, my love."