yanderes x reader [scent of the dead]

chapter sixty four: living dead boy.

I've been tasked with writing dialog and any parts of the game with text or main storyline, as well as making ideas for companions (like Toby, Jack, River, ect.) Interacting with each other.

With that in mind...care for a sneak peak of one?

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Axel: so...Conny...somebody stole a medicine bottle from my backpack.

Conny: ...sounds like a bad thing to happen.

Axel: Conny?

Conny: yeah...?

Axel: I saw you drink the bottle.

Conny: ah.

Axel:  I'm not mad...I just want to know how you're still alive.

Conny: ...magic?

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Oliver POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"YOU BASTARD, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!"

Squeaking shoes on bloody tiles, distant infected...and the adrenaline of a drugged-up clawed. River is dying on the floor, Conny and Jay know whose fault it is...they know who was in the room with them.

I need to get this asshole and their kid, I'll deal with broken morality after I'm done with them.

"YOU'RE GETTING WHAT'S FUCKING COMING TO YOU, YOU HEAR ME?!"
I scream...I can't tell how far I am from them. Everything's a blur.

"STAY AWAY FROM US!"
The taller one yells. Fuck, they run as quickly as I used to when I had daily trainings at the district...I've gotten soft.

Sooner or later, the hallways finally lead us to a dead end. A store. I slowly step closer and closer while they step back into the store...cornering themselves.

"You...hah..are a fucking..bastard."
I say, trying to catch my breath.

Without a second thought, the taller one grabs the blinds above the store and pulls them down. I run to the store and try to grab the blinds before they can close themselves in...but they're already down and locked before I can. The good news is...this means they're locked in.

"You...can't leave now, huh?"
I shouts, picking up a piece of piping that must've fallen from the ceiling.

With a bit of a running start, I bash the pipe against the blinds. It dents...so it can break. Sooner or later, that is...

"Hahaha....and you chose a shit spot to hide in."
I chuckle.

Over and over, I hit the blinds...I can hear the kid crying in there, and I can hear the other one trying to stop her...funny, from here, it sorta sounds like Sam. Whenever we were kids, he cried all the time.

Actually...he stilled cried a lot by the time he...

"Nowhere to run!"
I yell, hitting harder.

Is it my fault that Sam left? Is Sam dead now? And is it because of me...?

"Nowhere to hide!"
Again, and again, I hit harder until my hands are shaking.

Its already my fault that Jack is dead...I feel horrible now. Fuck, I felt horrible the next day and every day after.

"No way to stop what's fucking coming!"
My hands hurt so badly.

Even my brother...he sacrificed himself just to save Sam and I, and what good did that do? I've lost everything...Eren, Sam, maybe even (y/n) at this point.

I'm at fault for every bad thing this group has gone through...and no matter how hard I try to avoid thinking that, I'll always know it in the back of my head.