A small figure laid on the ground. Red and blue lights shone to and from her peripheral vision and she, motionlessly, rested on a slab of cold hard concrete. Her head felt as if something was constricting it continuously, black spots appearing in her vision, cagily blocking her view of the red pile of mess in front of her.
A larger figure was splayed across the road, crimson blood covering every crevice of their surroundings, jaw disfigured and chest broken in, widening the eyes of the tiny child who had to bear witness to abhorred sight, fear and worry enveloping their small orbs.
A queasy feeling assaulted the girl, a mix of warmth from the blood dripping down her forehead and the frosty rain which pelted upon her frail body culminating into a feeling similar to when she'd caught an ailment which had left her either sweating from her own body heat, or shivering from the lack of it.
Tiny tears merged with the rain that thundered down upon the her, mockingly so, diluting foreign blood, aiding it in reaching the girl from the mangled body from whence it came, staining her clothes and seeping into her body.
A small grey truck, sporting a broken front light, resulted in the yellow fog light of the car diffracting throughout the rain, highlighting the two bodies.
'B... bright... my head... If only I could cover my eyes... but my arms... I can't...' distressfully groaned the child.
The front of the car had a large dent covered in blood, the windshield was shattered, glass embedded with blood adorning another person who laid on the dashboard of the vehicle, unconscious.
A song played in the background, slowly growing louder as audio returned from an unwanted captor. The van's radio display from which the cheerful song was coming from has been stained with blood, waning every few seconds before loudening once again with renewed vigour.
The sickeningly sweet voice of the vocalist which made it's way towards the small girl slowly lulled her to sleep as her eyes slowly clamped shut, under the aid of a fatigued and confused mind.
Before her eyelids completely closed, a small vehicle with bright lights appeared at the end of road, tumbling towards the crash site.
Erupting from her slumber, an unfamiliar white ceiling greeted the young girl who was slick with sweat; clearly flagging the presence of a nightmare.
Staring at the ceiling above her, Chloe recalled what she could from her last moments of consciousness. The crimson liquid that desperately clung to her body before being washed away by the thunderous rain, a disfigured body which laid perfectly still and a damaged vehicle that was located a few metres away from the both of them.
Peering down towards her body, the girl panicked as she couldn't see the left side of the room, or her body for that matter. Lifting a shaking hand towards her left eye, a soft material greeted her fingertips, covering her eye completely.
She sat still for a minute or so, before resuming her scan of the surroundings, finding the room to be mostly empty apart from some cheap looking tables, a few pieces of machinery and a IV drip sat beside her. A tube was connected to her wrist, feeding some sort of liquid into her veins, eliciting a discomforting feeling in the girl upon viewing the sight.
There was another person in the empty room.
Grey hair cascaded around a figure, who seemed to be in her mid forties, as she sat asleep in what looked to be an uncomfortable position. Her untidy appearance would have lead anyone to rightfully conclude that she had arrived here as soon as possible.
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No More Tears (Female Yandere x Male Reader)
RomanceRead Time: 4h 11m Chloe Barker loses her father in a tragic drunk driving accident which changes the course of her life. Her mother, beside with grief, blames the death on her daughter, who finds that the only person she can rely on is her best frie...
