I Heart U ( male reader x psychotic furry girl )

ℒℴ𝓋ℯ𝓁𝓎 𝒮ℴ𝓇𝓇ℴ𝓌

Y/n's pov:

I slowly woke up and it was already the afternoon. I felt a hand stroking my hair. I smiled at the sight of seeing Rose again.

Rose: How's my little Tulip doing?

Y/n: Better than ever actually, I feel like I'm well recovered and ready to help you with your shop.

She giggled

Rose: Splendid.

We then heard the door open to Chelsea.

Y/n and Rose: Hey Chelsea.

Chelsea: Hey Y/n and Rose...

Chelsea looked like she had seen a ghost.

Y/n: Hey Chelsea, are you ok?

Chelsea: Yeah, I'm fine...

She then stared at Rose for a little bit before excusing herself.

Chelsea: I'll be right back.

Chelsea's pov:

I quickly ran to my bathroom and started vomiting inside the toilet. I can't believe she's been right under our noses and she's in my apartment.

Chelsea: shit, Shit, shit, shit.

Rose: Is something wrong Chelsea?

I turn to face the murderer who was concerned about me or at least pretending to be. My heart was pounding from benign startled by her sudden appearance.

Chelsea: y-yeah, everything is fine.

Rose: Are you sure, I think you might be sick.

Chelsea: it's fine, I just ate something bad. That's all.

Rose: At least it's nothing too awful. Oh and by the way. This dropped from your pocket and to me, it looks familiar. I didn't know you liked poetry too.

I then swallowed up the courage I can muster and glared at her. She had a confused look.

Rose: is something wrong Chelsea?

I then stood up and walked passed her and locked the bathroom door. I then turn to face her. Feelings of both anger and fear filled my body as she stood there in front of me.

Rose: Chelsea, I don't like the look you're giving me.

I then made my hand into a fist and punched her in the face. She fell onto her back. She slowly got up and had a confused and shocked look.

Rose: Why would you do that for?

Chelsea: it was you all along. You murderer.

Rose: Excuse me?

Chelsea: All those nights when you were gone, you were out about in your killing spree you bitch.

Rose: Chelsea, please stop these accusations. It could ruin both of our relationships and including Y/n's.

Chelsea: I'll never want to be buddies with a serial killer like you. And if I have to protect Y/n from you and put a stop to you then so be it.

Rose then look down with a sad look.

Rose: If you believe all that. If I were you, Your best course of action would be to steer clear out of my way before I rip your heart out.

She then had a demented look and slowly walked toward me and I started back up against the door. She was mere inches away from my face. I was afraid to touch any part of her to the point It felt like if I got too close to her she'll do God knows what.