My Monster~(Badboyhalo × reader)

×Part Seventeen×

Bbh walks up to me as I hear the crunch under his feet. He had these gold rings appear on both of his bulk shoulders.

He grabs one of them and holds it in front of me. I see a mirror appear; "this is my shoulder guides," he said quietly. "If in danger and I'm not around here, this holds one of my best weapons."

He hands it to me and I take it by the side. I look up at him; " I have the rifle though, why not give it to Zak?" I asked

Zak looked at us, he seemed more nervous than to glare at him. I have a feeling it wasn't about the fight. I ask;  "are your wounds ok?"

He nods with a wide smile. I see a strand of hair in his mouth, I raise my hand and brush my fingers on his cheek as my finger hooked on the strand of hair and pulled it out.

He blushes like a beautiful rose. I smile, his reactions are too cute... Why am I feeling this way, I love Zak.

I look away, he stood there a bit and leaned back up. He looks at Zak. Bbh looks back at me; " I may have to speak to you tonight... Is that alright?" He whispered

"S-Sure"

He smiles and pets my head, my heart skipped a beat or two.
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(ITS NOW MIDNIGHT WITH A FULL MOON, ITS DREAMS POV.)
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⚠ SAD WARNING⚠

I laid George on the king-sized bed. It was my hose. It was a big house, laid in the forest. It was quiet. I take a wet cloth and strap it on George's leg. I try to help all the bondages the scratch mark seemed infected on his back.

"George... You awake?" I asked as the shake begun in my voice

"Yeah... Clay-"

I see him wince as I pour some alcohol on his wounds. I had to cartelize the scratch wound. "It's ok George, i-its... Ok..."

"It's hot..." He mumbled.

I see him bleed out more. I tear up as my disguise became musty and warm from the tears. He was going to be ok. I need to be fast about it.

I get up from the bed, I see the fireplace as the fire crackled. I see the metal stick used for moving the wood around. I get up and take the stick from the stand. I shove it in the brick fireplace and move it around to see the glow form a but on the metal.

I pull it out and see the stick slowly go back to silverish bronds. I walk over; "George, ...this will hurt a bit... S-So try to muffle the screaming, ...ok?"

"I will..."

He shoves his face in the pillow and lunches the pillow tightly. "Just know... This will hurt me more than it will hurt you, Georgy."

I hear him muffle then I stick the metal on the scar, I hear the sizzle and the long bloody scratch. I hear him scream, it was a bloody scream. It hurts to hear him like that.

I cry like crazy in the mask to hear him scream like that. It was a lot of blood lost. The bed was covered in a velvet color.

"STOP, STOP, STOOP IT!" George yelled

I feel the tears leak down my chin, "I have to continue! You will die!"

"LET ME DIE!!...." shivers go down my spine to hear him say that, I felt like my feelings went down an open drain. "I'm... I'm cold..." He mumbled in tears.

"Please... Don't leave me, Georgy..." I cried out, I hold his hand tightly.

"R-Remember how we met?... C-Can you remind me?"

He smiles, ..." i... I was hunting, ..."

*FLASHBACK*

I was up in my tower, I was always stuck working on computers and mechanics, I was so tired of it... All I wanted to do was hunt.

I shot my first rabbit at the age of 6, ever since then I have practiced shooting and training, I was known for my hunting skills.

I've killed the deadliest animals for people to the biggest animals. I was always rewarded with big clumps of money... My second job was computer coding, I was paid a lot in that too.

I sit up in the tree then see movement from afar. I see tree leaves brush back. I load my sniper and aim. I see the leg of the creature. Never seen a hoof like that... It looked to be a wild cat leg... But hooves?

I lashed out of curiosity and shoot the foot. I hear a human scream. I gasp... I rush down and run over to the creature. It was a boy... He had scruffy hair. Pointy ears too.

I lean down; "oh my God..." I pull out my phone and start calling 911.

He gets up and looks down. The bullet scraped his foot. I stop from calling. He growls at me. I was my hand slowly.

"W-What are you?" I asked

"I'm a beast stronger than human... I guess you are pretty strong for one... Never sensed you coming..."

"I'm George..." He said

"I'm... Clay..."

"You seem strong," said George, he looked me up and down.

I blush

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