MEANT TO BE MINE

Drowned Ben Pt.2 ~Game~

Author's Note: So, I wrote the first part on my old yandere book from like 2016-2017 and this is the second part to it cause someone mentioned wanting a part 2 of it. If anyone wants a part 2 of any of the stories from the other book, let me know. Just keep in mind that I now have to characters and the reader aged up to 18 or older as I'm not comfortable writing fanfiction about the reader being a minor as I'm a adult, but was 15-16 when my other book was made. With that being said, here's the part 2. 

P.S. I didn't remember what the one-shot storyline was, so I had to go back and look at it. I was reading through the comments that were left on it and I'm laughing so hard. The typo's and the comments are hilarious. Ok, that's all. 

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[f/c] means favorite color. [b/f/n] means best friends name.

***Recap of part 1 for those who don't want to go to the other story to read part 1. The reader had a friend. They played the game and the friend gets put in a coma. Ben haunts the reader and people think the reader is crazy. While the reader is being held at a mental institution as others think the reader is just going stuff mentally due to the situation. Ben kills the staff, thinking it's what the reader wanted. The reader wants their friend back. Ben takes the reader to the game world where their friend has been [physically in coma, but spirit/soul whatever you wanna call it was placed in the game], the friend being trapped in the game prevented others from understanding what the situation was with just the readers side of the story. The reader and friend reunite, hugging. But a deal is made that the reader will stay here with Ben to set the friend free, back to the real world. Ben controls everything and holds the reader to him with a ax, kissing them-aaaand that's the recap. ***

Laying in the soft fluffy bed with your [f/c] blanket. [f/c] pillows. [f/c] bed sheet. The tiny house made to create a comfy feeling. Like one of those calming dreams of the cottage in the countryside with a beautiful sky, fields of flowers and trees in view from the window. A nice breeze in the air keeping it the perfect balance of temperature you liked. It was exactly the temperature you liked, he made it that way. He made trees appear and a field of foods grow of whatever you wanted. Randomly it would switch from day to night. The moon always the same moon that was your favorite. Birds would chirp as you woke up, showing it was 'morning'. The sun would 'set' and the moon would quickly 'rise' as you would start to yawn, ready for bed. It was all set up. Set up by him. Set up to 'make you feel loved'. Make you feel 'cared for'. Make you mentally break to the point you thought you were in love with him since he was the only one around. He WAS the only voice you heard. He WAS the only one you saw. He WAS the only other creature in site that you could have a interaction with. He was 'so nice' as to create a kitten for you. Just like the one your friend had. The kitten that would meow and cuddle up on your lap, play with you, purr in a comforting manner. 

So nice of him. Giving you a pet. Giving you a reminder of what life used to be like. Of what you were missing out on. This sweet bundle of fur was something he created. If you weren't giving him what he wanted, he could make it disappear. Leaving you all alone as he was outside, gathering from the garden. Leaving you alone on purpose for long amounts of time, mentally breaking you down. So, when he came back, you would give him what he wanted. If you still refused, he would make you hear static. Start small, then grow and grow-till you would hug him from the floor. He had complete control over everything. As soon as he would get what he wanted, the static would stop. The kitten would reappear as if nothing had happened. He was mentally breaking you down to rely on him. To want him. To need him. Your sanity was breaking, he was becoming intoxicating. 

"Daydreaming again, Kitten?" Ben asked, rubbing your back. "Thinking about me?"

Your brought out of your thoughts by the man who stood by you. The man in brown suit pants and a green t-shirt. Shaggy blonde hair and blue eyes. Soft features. It hid his true form. He made himself look this way to keep up the fantasy he was trying to make you fall into. You were aware. Were you getting to the point you didn't care? You leaned against him, causing him to hum happily.