yanderes x reader [scent of the dead]

log two: Helen and Harry.

Jesus fucking christ i forgot about the immunity thing until i was rewriting the book. Fuck.

Maxwell POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'Hell is empty and all the demons are here..'
I mumble, scribbling away again.

"Enough with your poetic shit, Max, of course the world is full of demons, our dumbass ancestors crawled out of the dirt and started getting revenge on the pre apocalyptic people for...whatever they did, i bet on it being their fashion sense."
Eliza says.

"Let me do my thing, come on...!"
I say, she sighs and goes back to playing with a rag doll she found.

"Go on then."
She says.

'Since our last entry, we have gone through dozens of issues and problems. yet its only been a small amount of months since then, we've both lost and gained lots.'
I mumble.

"Like the kids? We gained those and lost our sanity."
Eliza says.

"Oh yeah...the kids."
I say.

"Really? You forgot? I can never forget Helen's feral shit."
Eliza mumbles.

'We had also met a pair of twins in a rainstorm, one of which had been extremely mangled, although he has not told us why, he had cooperated enough for us to learn their names and age, Harry and Helen, both ten, Harry was horribly mangled, and Helen has been threatening us the entire time we've had him.'
I write down.

"Where are they anyways?"
Eliza asks.

"Who?"
I ask.

"Harry and Helen! Are they upstairs?"
Eliza asks.

"...you weren't keeping track?"
I ask.

"You weren't?!"
Eliza gasps, standing up quickly.

"Fucking christ, Elizabeth, they're ten!! They can die..!"
I shout, putting down my book and standing up quickly.

"EXACTLY!"
Eliza yells, running upstairs as i race out the door.

I reach out to the yard and meet with the two pairs of blue eyes, one curious, one angry...there they are, fuck, they're quick..

"Ah, you scared me..!"
I chuckle.

"Sorry, Mister Max."
Harry says, twirling his hair around his fingers.

"What were you two doing out here? You know the dead are around here..!"
I say.

"Any of your business??"
Helen growls.

"We were playing superheroes, i was a vampire..!"
Harry exclaims, smiling, but he recoils and stops smiling..the stitches.

"How do the stitches feel? do they still hurt a lot..?"
I ask, trying my best to speak softly.

"Yeah...a lot."
Harry mumbles.

I try to reach out and touch one of the longer stitched part on his cheek, but my hand is smacked away by Helens pale, scarred one.

"Hands off, touchy!"
Helen hisses.

"He's just trying to help....why can't he keep helping?"
Harry says.

"You know why..!"
Helen growls.

Was it a person who did that to Harry? Fuck...what a sick world..

"...did you trust somebody that hurt Harry?"
I ask, they both turn to me.

"Fuck off, creep!!"
Helen yells, i jolt back at the sudden outburst.

"...language, mister!"
I scold.

"Enough torturing the kids..!"
Eliza says, walking outside as well...how long was she standing there?

"What? Im not...what?"
I mumble, staring at her.

"Hi, miss Eliza..!"
Harry exclaims.

"Come on, they've been through a lot, its not that hard to know why they're so distrusting...remember when i lost mom?"
Eliza asks, leaning on the brick wall of the apartment.

"Do i...you yelled and kicked and cried so much, you were such a bitch to me."
I say, i quickly cover my hands and look to the kids.

"...what? I know what a bitch is, don't fucking censor that stuff."
Helen says.

"Christ, this is a weird kid."
I sigh.

"They just went through something that absolutely destroyed them, physically and emotionally, they're gonna be weird."
Eliza says.

"Can we keep playing..?"
Harry asks.

"Head off inside, you two, you can play where its safe."
Eliza says.

"Alright alright...lets go."
Helen says, grabbing Harry's hand.

Harry and Helen scurry off into the apartment, leaving me and Eliza out here.

"Go write in your book, alright? Go write about our little journey, I'll watch the kids and we'll leave first thing in the morning."
Eliza says, patting my shoulder.

"Yeah...alright."
I say, walking back in the apartment.

I grab my book from the counter and sit on the first chair i see, crossing my legs and flipping to the next page to write.

'As said before, Harry and Helen had been found while Harry was very hurt, i had to stitch his gashes and open wounds, he screamed so loudly and Eliza had to hold Helen because he was trying to get to Harry. Helen and Harry have a very protective relationship, it's unbelievable thay these two children had bonded so well in such a horrible environment.'
I write down.

"Its alright, I'll feel better later...do you wanna go eat?"
Helen asks, Harry sniffs and nods, scratching around his stitches and recoiling at every accidental brush against the wound.

"Don't scratch those, it'll hurt worse."
Helen says.

Amazing...the two kids with nobody but themselves, trusting and loving of each other. Its fascinating...but who knows what's going to happen when that love goes too far, it always happens in families, i hope these two don't end up like that.

'These two have the healthiest relationship I've ever seen, but i don't think Helen wants to stay with us on our journey to Denver, although i have to keep them here, since Harry needs care around the clock because of his open wounds and possible infections all over the place.'
I write down, looking up every few words to watch the kids.

'I hope i can keep these children safe in Denver, i think they'd be more than happy to be there, especially Helen, because of his wish to keep his brother safe.'
I continue.

"Hold on, kids, that isn't food!"
Eliza says, snatching a little gel square from Helen.

"If it isn't fucking edible then why does it look so good?!"
Helen growls.

"don't eat it if its gonna hurt..!"
Harry mumbles.

I chuckle at the two's bickering...it seems calm, like a little family, a bunch of siblings and chaos following them.

'i'll try my best to keep them beside us, but sure that Helen will try to drag Harry away from us, as long as we keep them close, we may have a chance to save these small children. This concludes this journal entry.'
I write silently, setting the book down once i finish.

"Hey, i think its time for bed, kids..!"
I mumble, standing up.

"Can i get the big pillow..?"
Harry asks.

"Sure thing, now lets go, we got a lot of walking ahead of us."
I say.

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