Depression's Blue Distraction [Depressed!Reader x Your Boyfriend!Peter]

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Words: 500

The loud noice of a window shattering awakens Y/n, her pale hands reaching for the pistol under her bedside table. She shakily slides out of her bed and opens the bedroom door. At the end of the dark hallway stood a tall lanky shadow of a man. Y/n's head peaked out of the door as she stopped breathing at the sight. The figure seemed to be rummaging through a cabinet, what could it be looking for? This house was a small, cheap apartment like square with absolutely no valuable things. Only two rooms, one being the young female adult's bedroom and the other being both the kitchen and living room. Y/n being the owner of this place, didn't have that luck everyone did when starting their own lives. Both her parents had died due to a tornado that had crashed down their place, her father being the main reason for that. He had this stupid idea to equip all his inventions in the basement, the only safe place for the tornado. To add to their troubles, water trickled down from the basement's ceiling and one of her father's wired inventions were connected to the light. Both parents had been barefooted attempting to clean off the puddle of water and got electrocuted.

Y/n loudly scoffed at the memory, it startling the stranger as it snapped its inhuman glowing blue eyes towards the female. She froze, paralyzed by those eyes... How is a human capable of that? Glowing blue eyes? That.. can't be normal. The tall being swiftly and stealthily walks towards her.
Y/n couldn't move. Why couldn't she? It's as if those eyes were hypnotizing her to stay still, the way the skinny man moved towards her. It somehow amused her. The man was about five steps infront of her with a hunting knife in hand, yet she didn't bother to drop the gun and then herself.

This is it. Today is the day she finally breaks out of this hell. She would see her parents up I'm heaven, the rest of her family, and not feel lonely anymore. No bad nor evil would tell her things. No more.
The man took another step.
Y/n smiles sadly, a few tears rolling down her fragile skin.
Another step.
This feels like ages, was it because she was about to die?
Two more steps and the man was staring down at her.
She opens her arms in defeat, closing her eyes and accepting fate. She was finally going to be free.

...

Nothing happened. It was dead quiet. Did this man even want a free kill? What the fu- A large, warm hand suddenly is felt caressing her cheek, the thumb wiping away the droplets of tears. "Oh darling... you are too precious to want such things~". The man speaks, it's rumbling sending shivers down her spine. What did he mean by that?

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