Marcus Lopez x Reader One-shots

~psycho pt. 2~

Its finally here! Psycho pt. 2 will have the same trigger warnings as pt. 1. To remind you they are violence, knives, flinching, manipulation, and possibly a few more things, i will update this if there are more. UPDATE: PLOT TWIST.. I'm not saying too much because I don't want to spoil it..

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Marcus's pov - I jump out the window and see them running toward the entrance of the school. They really think they can get away? They always were dumb.

"Y/n.." I say in a singing kind of voice, dragging it out. "You're mine. You can't escape me, I'll always find you. I know I've done bad things in the past but can't we looked past that? You've always forgiven me before, why can't you do that now?" I ask, an innocent voice running through my mouth.

They stop and turn, looking back at me with a sad look on their face. "This is different, Marcus. I can't take it anymore. You've hurt me far too many times for me to forgive you at this point."

I slowly get closer to them, cupping their cheek with my hand, rubbing the soft skin with my thumb. After a few moments of eye contact and a few more tears falling from their eyes, I raise my eyebrows and say, "You don't have a choice, darling." I smile and stroke their face. "You're. Mine."

A sob escapes their lips, "Please.. just leave me alone!" They yell, trying to escape my grasp. Eventually with all the squirming, they get away.

I sigh. "You just don't get it do you? You can't get it through your thick skull that you CANT LEAVE ME." I yell at the top of my lungs, pointing at myself. "ITS FAR TOO LATE FOR THAT!" I'm laughing at this point. My god, what the fuck is so hard to understand about this? They're mine, I'm theirs. Thats how this has always been meant to be. And I plan to keep it the way things are meant to be.

I'm infatuated with them. Obsessed. And now that I finally have them, I can't just let them leave.

"Don't you love me?" I ask them.

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Your pov - "Don't you love me?" I hear him ask from behind me.

I turn around. "I did. I really did. But you abused it. What we have isn't love. And don't say you love me because you don't. You may be obsessed or think that its love but its not. Its the farthest from that."

A tear rolls down his cheek.

"I'm sorry." He says in a gentle voice. He sounds so broken and my heart is breaking for him. I wish I could just hug him and tell him everything will be okay but that will be without me there.

I know its not his fault that hes like this. So much has happened to him, its changed who he is. He's not the Marcus I fell in love with.

He chokes on his tears and falls to the ground, sobbing. He grabs his hair, hiding his face and rocking back and forth. I see the tears fall on the cement. God damn it, what am I doing? What has this boy done to me?

I walk towards him and sit on the ground next to him, rubbing his back. "Why do I always fuck everything up, y/n?" He asks me, looking me in the eye. He has the saddest look in his eyes.

I don't know what to say to him so I just stay quiet. How do you answer a question like that?

"All I want is for someone to love me the way I love them. I want you to love the way I love you."

It's not fucking love.

I wipe the tears from his face and look in his eyes. "I'm sorry." I say in a whisper.

His face slightly changes from sad to angry. Only in the slightest bit. His eyes get a little smaller and his lips turn down more.

"Can I have one last hug?" He asks me.

The way he's looking at me I can't resist. If one more hug means he'll let me go forever then I'll do it. We stand up and he wraps his arms around me so tight I can barely breathe. He always gave the best hugs. I hug him back and put my face on his shoulder.

After a few moments, I try to pull away but he won't let go. He won't budge. "Let me go.." I whisper, growing more and more nervous by each second.

"No." Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain pierce my back. I inhale sharply and my knees give out. He's the only thing keeping me from falling on the ground.

"If I can't have you.. no one can." He says in a scary voice. He drops me and I scream out of pain from the knife going deeper into me. He wipes the tears from his face and leaves me there for  death.

The last thing I think of is what he said and the look on his face when he left.

He didn't care.

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