Your Devotion - Slashers x Reader [Book Two]

[Chapter 43: Breaking Down]

"Are you serious...?" You asked with a disbelieving laugh; shaking your head as sarcasm trickled throughout your tone. "That's what you're complaining about...? Because I spent a little more time with Jason and ate dinner with the others instead of you...?"

"Complaining? You think that I'm...complaining?" Freddy slowly sneered, his unstable voice and creepy chuckle causing you to feel slightly uneasy. "What a sweet, but stupid thing to say."

"Well, what else would you call it...?" You fired back fiercely, flashing him a feisty glare before pulling away from his grasp. "You're acting like a child all of a sudden, just because I visited Crystal Lake after my Uni class."

"I'd call it being a bitch, to be honest." The dream demon snapped maliciously, snatching up your wrist with his left hand a second time and losing his mischievous attitude. "After all, who said you could just "go and visit Voorhees" whenever you feel like it?"

"I did." You sternly declared, staring him down with a stubborn train of thought. "So why don't you just back off, Krueger?"

"Oh, you did, did you~?" The sadistic slasher hummed wickedly; his evil, emerald eyes practically glowing with dark amusement whilst he dipped into his obsessive frame of mind once more. "Do you even REALISE the amount of danger you're in, sweet-cheeks? Or are you acting reckless and irresponsible on purpose?"

"Excuse me?" You sharply questioned, shooting him an icy glare as your hurt feelings increased. "How am I behaving reckless and irresponsible!? Jason would NEVER hurt me! And that thing with Michael - that only happened on a whim! You're just—"

"I'm just WHAT? Go on, Princess. Say it. SAY it! What am I? Jealous? Oh please, gimme a fucking break." Freddy hissed viciously, his hostile tone throwing you off and making your eyes widen.

"I just don't understand where this is all stemming from." You retorted defensively. "I mean, if this is all because I spent time with Jason this afternoon, then—"

"This isn't JUST about Voorhees!" The demonic male shouted in frustration, losing his deranged temper and self-control. "Are you really THAT naïve!? Are you really THAT blind!? Because at the moment, I couldn't give a less of a FUCK about that childish motherfucker!"

"Then tell me what the FUCK the problem is!" You coldly yelled, continuing to glare at Freddy while struggling to escape his iron-like grip. "Heck, he can probably protect me better than YOU can!"

"Is that so...?" Smirking slyly, the unhinged killer carefully caressed the right side of your face; his razor-sharp, finger-knives cradling your cheek as he seductively stroked your skin. "Better watch what you say to me, baby girl, because right now you're not putting me in a very good mood."

"I couldn't care less about your current mood." You unkindly replied - behaving unusually rude whilst you gritted your teeth and ignored the sudden shade of scarlet that spread across your face. "Actually, all I care about now is getting some sleep, and figuring out who my unwanted admirer is."