Husband

Ch.13: Panic

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[WARNING]: This book will contain mature themes such as: Violence, Disturbing Imagery, Sexual content, extremely unacceptable behavior expressed by the antagonist, kidnapping, Dark, uncomfortable and disgusting topics, etcetera. Not suitable for readers under 18. A 'Yandere' should never be sought out in real life as they are incredibly toxic, dangerous and abusive. I do not condone the actions and/or the ideals of 'yanderes', this is purely fictional and should never be emulated in reality.

[WARNING/TRIGGER WARNING (TW)]: This chapter contains descriptions of Xenophobia, manipulation, severe hate, blood, violence (gun and weaponry violence), gore, infantilization, disturbing, dark and terrible topics in general. Explosives, I do not condone any of it. I CONDEMN them

Any organism with life deserves respect and to be treated kindly. Regardless of your belief and faith, you should not disrespect any religion or non-religion. Same goes to our nationality and races, no one should be treated horribly just because we come from different backgrounds. No one is superior or inferior to another, we are all equals and should never belittle anyone of different ethnicity, religion or nationality. May we live in peace and harmony. Kindness, tolerance, respect and acceptance is what makes us all Human, civil and it is what keeps us together. Please do not be mean-spirited and hateful as it will only bring you and others down. Please be kind to animals, they're also living creatures like you and I, they can feel pain and suffer. You are valued and have high worth, do not let anyone convince you otherwise.

The antagonist (the 'yandere') is supposed to be unsettling and immoral (abusive), I do not condone his ways.
This is Horror, not romance.

This book is purely a work of fiction and is not to be emulated in real life. Nor does it encourage others to be like the characters in this book.

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"You sure you don't want some? I mean, ya gotta replenish your energy somehow." The Medic popped another piece of communion wafer into her mouth.

"No, I'm... I'm fine, thank you." You muttered, nervously chewing on your thumb as you pace around.

"Instead of chewing on your fingers, why don't ya chew on some of these instead?" She offered the bag of communion wafers as she took a swig of wine.

"I hope you're not drunk..." You nervously eyed the bottle.

"Nah, I'm a heavyweight." She grinned and took another gulp of alcohol.

You continued gnawing at your digits as you endlessly walk around, desperately trying to expel all that terror build up in you.

"Are we really gonna wait it out?" You asked.

"Well, he's not doing anything yet, is he? Blondie is probably waiting for the rest too."

"Why?" You paused in your tracks.

"He's going to kill them or something, I dunno. Can't tell what that guy wants at any particular time—"

Brrrriiinnnggg!

The both of you screamed at the sudden emission of sound from your side pockets. It was the phone's muffled, but loud ringtone.

"Kopp gave you a phone too?" The Medic asked as you pulled it out and held the vibrating object in your hand. It's displaying an unknown phone number on its screen.