ℍ𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪..𝕚𝕤𝕙? {Mcyt / Dsmp x reader!)

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓~

"_____!" He called again and walked into the room with two plates of food. "Thank you," I murmured as I took a seat at the table. He set down the plates of food and looked over at me nervously. I could sense his uneasiness.
"What's wrong with you?" I questioned.
"Oh! uh, nothing! just thinking." he mumbled through a bite of eggs. I hummed in response, not wanting to push him for more answers.
Soon we finished eating and he went to take care of the dirty dishes. I waited patiently for about ten or so minutes before he came back down. "Can I go upstairs? Please?" I questioned hoping for a yes. He looked at me, contemplating the question.
"I'm sorry darling, but that'll have to be a no." he sighed shaking his head. I looked down at my feet disappointed in the answer. Why not? I wanted to ask but still didn't want to push him into another fit. I had enough of those in the past- wait... how long has it been? I sighed, not the time for those questions.
I simply lay on the bed and turned so I wasn't facing him. I felt the bed dip and a hand being placed on my thigh. "Darling, please don't be upset! I'm doing this for the better! I can't risk you leaving anymore." he said, taking on a sad tone for the last sentence. I rolled my eyes, for the better my ass.
"What will it take for me to be able to go back upstairs?" I asked. I would do anything to go back up! I would kiss him if I had to! I rolled over to look at him. He simply shook his head, not giving me an answer as he got up and started for the door.
"Wait! Please don't leave me here! I don't wanna be alone!" I said pleading for him to stay. He ignored me and walked outside the door. I couldn't understand why he wasn't letting me go up. He probably wanted to keep me locked in.
"Fine! I'll stay down here! You don't need me! Just stop treating me like I'm your damn property!" I exclaimed throwing my hands up in the air.
I knew it wouldn't work, so I decided to give up and lie there sulking for the rest of the day. Maybe he's finally gone crazy and will let me go tonight.
My thoughts drifted from one subject to another as I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling. I guess I am his property now... He won't even let me leave this room. I knew that because I tried earlier and the door was locked.
I got up and sat against the door, if he ever tried to come in again he would have to fight. I would never admit it out loud but I needed someone to hold onto right now, I've lost everything already without anyone even caring about how hard my life is getting to handle! I've lost friends, I've lost my home, I've lost my family. I can only imagine how bad this whole situation is for everyone else. I'm going to go mad if I ever see him again, he's the reason I'm here!
Soon enough I heard his footsteps coming down the stairs. I pushed my weight against the door to prevent him from coming in. "____! let me in!" He shouted pushing on the door he continued to scream my name while trying to open the door. By the time he stopped tears were rolling down my cheeks, not out of sadness, but out of anger and self-pity. "Fuck you!" I screamed hoping he would hear me. But as soon as those words left my mouth I knew what I had just done. I heard his breath hitch,
"Why...Why _____ are you so harsh!? All I ever did was try to make you happy! To love you! And this, this is how you treat me!?" he shouted pushing all his weight on the door causing it to open. I felt like I was going to die or, more like I wanted to. Larger tears rolled down my face as he hugged me.
"Please get away, please," I said, only causing him to hug tighter.
"You know what _____ I need you. Don't fight it, just let me help you..." he murmured soothingly kissing my hair softly. I pulled away from him slightly and wiped my wet eyes. I could feel his eyes burning holes into me. I looked away from him, unable to deal with his gaze at that moment.
Suddenly, he picked me up bridal style and carried me up the stairs carrying me to his room. He carefully laid me on the bed, stroking my cheek.
"_____," he whispered sadly, his voice laced with worry. I looked at him, "I love you," I could only mumble out a weak, "I love you too" we went to bed like that him hugging me tightly as I only wished more for death.