Marcus Lopez x Reader One-shots

~when panic sets in~

TW: blood, violence, panic attack, death.

Billy, Saya, and I share a room it King's Dominion. It was around 11:30 p.m and we were actually going to sleep unlike most other days. "Goodnight guys," I say, covering myself with my low quality blanket.

"Goodnight," they both say back.

Saya turns off the lights and we go to sleep.

~time skip to later that night~

I hear a loud bang outside so i grab my knife and get out of my bed quietly. I crack the door open and look out to find that chico has a knife to Marcus's throat. Marcus is bleeding, he has a bruised face, and looks like he's about to pass out. "Stop! What are you doing, let him go," I yell to chico.

"Not a chance y/n," he says back as he pushes the knife deeper into his throat, making it bleed profusely. He drops marcus and runs back to his room.

I run to marcus and catch him before he falls completely. "Oh my god..."

"I'm fine y/n," he says, blood coming out of his mouth now.

"No, you're not fine, marcus! You're dying," I say to him, completely freaking out.

I tear my shirt and wrap his neck trying to stop it, just a little at least. "It's not working. I don't know what to do. Saya! Billy! Help me," I yell at them.

They come out and see him laying on the ground, bleeding to death. "Just leave him there. Come on lets go back to sleep y/n," billy says.

"Yeah, he probably did something to deserve it. Let's just go," saya says.

"Are you guys crazy? Help me, he's dying," I yell at them. They just walk away back into our room.

"Its okay," marcus stutters out. "I love you y/n," he says.

"I love you too, marcus." I say.

He slowly closes his eyes and lets out his last breath. "No. No. No, marcus wake up! Open your eyes! Marcus, please," I beg his lifeless body to wake up. He doesn't move. He's gone. I move away from his body, and go over to the wall. I slide down with my hands covering my head. I'm shaking worse than I ever have before. The tears won't stop. I can't breathe. All I can do is scream and cry. Then I feel like someone is shaking me. Someone is yelling my name...

I wake up.

"Y/n! Y/n wake up," i hear Billy say to me.

I gasp and sit straight up. I'm still in shock so nothing makes sense. The only thing i can think of is how he left me there alone with Marcus. He didn't even try to help. I start punching him in the chest. Im scratching and kicking him. "You left him there! You let him die! How could you do that to him? You guys were best friends and you let him die," I scream at him.

"Go get marcus," he tells saya.

"He's dead! You cant get him because he's dead! You both just left him there to die," I say slowly getting tired from punching and screaming.

"Y/n he's not dead. Listen to me. He's not dead, he's probably smoking a joint right now. Just calm down, okay," he says trying to calm me but i can't. I can't breathe. I can't focus. The air is caught in the back of my throat. My body is shaking like crazy. I need marcus, but he's gone.

Billy bends down and puts his arms around me, hugging me tightly. "Just breathe y/n. He's coming right now. Just breathe," he tells me.

Then I hear saya walk in and another pair of footsteps are behind her. "Oh fuck, it is bad..." he sounds a lot like marcus. He comes over to me and replaces Billy's arms with his own.

"They're saying you died. I don't know what happened," billy said.

"He's gone because of both of you. I told you I needed help and you left," I say, crying my eyes out.

"Can we have a minute, guys," he asks them.

I assume they left because the door closed.

"Hey, look at me. I'm right here," the voice says.

I put my hand on his face and... he's real. "But- but you died," I say, not believing what my eyes are showing me.

"I'm alive okay? It was just a nightmare. You need to breathe or you're going to pass out," he tells me.

He takes my hand and puts it on his chest and it feel his heart beating. "Breathe with me, alright," he tells me.

He breathes in and so do I. After a little while I'm breathing normally again. There are still tears going down my face. He brings his hand up and wipes them away. "I'm alive," he tells me one last time. I hug him so tightly I dont think he can breathe, but neither can I. He rubs my back softly and we lay down. "I'm okay," he says.

I guess saya and billy found another room to stay in, but I don't care about that right now.

He's okay.