Dreams Where You're Murdered. { Ray x Fem!Reader }

chapter 11

Things you should know:

The number on your neck is 49194.

Y/n = your name
N/n = nickname
e/c = eye colour/colours
h/l = hair length
h/c = hair colour
s/c = skin colour

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Standing outside, in case anything went wrong with Ray's part, I fiddled with my fingers; still nervous.

The breeze of the air felt overwhelming and my stomach wouldn't stop aching. It's as if I've been punched in the gut, and it's not even the nervousness that's making me feel like that.

I have a bad feeling about this...

As if on cue, the door opened and Mama was revealed on the other side. She had a wicked smile plastered on her face.

My stomach dropped and my mouth parted, but no words would come out.

"I don't have time to chit-chat." Mama swiftly went through, but I stopped her from going any further by grabbing the fabric of her clothes. "Wait...!"

Her head moved back a little and she looked at me with disgust. "So that's it, huh? You used Leslie's name to lie to me and try to pursue me, isn't it?"

My eyes widened and I clutched the fabric tighter, trying to stop her. How the hell did she figure out my plan so easily...?

Mama's eyes softened and she fake smiled. "I wouldn't mind breaking a bone or two for you, if that's what you want to not be shipped out for long-long while."

"...I'm," My shoulders tensed up and my teeth clenched together. "I'm coughing up blood."

Time seemed to stop and I felt my whole demeanor crash.

Her eyes widened for a little until she brushed it off with a chuckle. "Is that another lie to distract me?"

My lips pursed and I looked down at the hand that gripped her dress.

"Haven't you been suspicious of why I have been eating less and why I have been going to the bathroom every chance I get?"

She stood silent for what seemed like a minute to me but she instantly spoke again. "What makes you think I'd believe this?"

I reached into my pocket and took out the tissues that were soaked with dry blood and mucus. After all, I did agree with Norman that I'd tell her; but not like this!

I'm out of options, this is my only choice.

Mama bit her bottom lip as she gazed at the tissues with horror. "..."

She easily got out my grasp without saying anything and walked off with the compass in her hand.

Shit...

"Gilda, don!" I got down a few steps so they could see me, and I tried to signal them.

Wait... Ray.

I didn't pay any mind to anything else and I rushed into the house. I kept hearing sounds of struggling and banging upstairs so I quickly headed to the noise. "Ray...!"

"Y/n?!" Ray called out, he seemed out of breath. He pound on the door to make clear where he was. "I'm over here!"

In an instant I got to the door; that was previously Krone's room. And tried using my shoulder to ram it open.

"It's not going to work, she locked the door with a key. You shouldn't push yourself especially since..." Ray's voice cracked a little as he hit the door one last time with his fist. "Damn it... Damn it!"