「𝙎𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙧」- Homicidal Liu x Reader

「Chapter 3」

He looked at you with uninterested and tired eyes, he looks like he has seen it all, his calm demeanor terrified you the more you looked at him, "I can help with saving your life a second time, if you can help me with something." He says out of nowhere.

Silence filled the air, until a hard kick could be heard from the front door, the killer was here and he was trying to knock the door down. You turned to the second maniac that was in front of your house, still pointing the knife at him.

"But you must do what I say." He says and in a blink of an eye he takes out a gun from his pocket, pointing it at you, he motions to the sofa with his gun, motioning you to sit, "if words won't make you move, this will." He says in a low tone, his calm behavior was still there but there was something dark behind it, it worked as you slowly walked over to the sofa with knife in hand.

Your eyes threw daggers at him as you sat down, what did he exactly want? You weren't sure, you felt pathetic for listening to him but you really wanted to live your life a bit more so you cooperated. "What do you need help with exactly?" You ask as your eyes followed his figure casually sitting down while the banging could be heard from outside, that killer was struggling wasn't he?

"I need you to be the bait for this killer." He casually says as he takes out a small pack of cigarettes, opening it slowly and gently with his pale slender fingers. He got to the point of his motives and why he was looking for you, his green eyes moved from his cigarette to your figure, "I realized he won't stop chasing after you until he has finished you completely." He finally lights his cigarette with a lighter.

Your eyes slammed open at his words, he basically wanted you to be a mouse trap for what he's trying to catch, you quickly got up and looked at him in disbelief, "are you crazy?!" You shouted, this sounded like a bad joke.

Then again, him not saying a single word was enough to let you know that he was being completely serious. He breathes in the smoke from his cigarette as he closes his eyes, savoring the moment calmly, then exhales softly as the smoke leaves his nostrils.

Something about him was so intriguing yet scary as if he was used to such thing while the killer was going berserk trying to find ways to break in. He slowly gets up from his seat and walks towards you, quiet footsteps approaching you as he adjusted his coat, "if you want to live longer then follow my lead, trust me and I will put my trust in you as well." He says as he takes out his gun again, you backed away but realized he was only handing you his gun.

You brows rose in surprise, looking at him with confusion written all over your face, "are you willing to put your trust in me that easily just to catch this guy?" You ask as you hesitantly grabbed the gun.

"As long as it works to catch him, then yes." He answers, "but he can't find out that I'm here, or else he will find more ways to get to you without me knowing."

You look at the gun one more time, then your face lifts up to look at the man again, "why are you so eager to get this guy... why can't you just go to the police–" you were suddenly cut off when a loud slam could be heard at the front door, your eyes quickly darted to the sound only to see that smiling freak again.

His eyes landed on you as quick as possible, his smile grew wider when he saw you, you quickly turned to where the man who handed you the gun was, only to see nothing, he left you by yourself with the killer.

"That bastard..." your inner voice was screaming at you for putting your trust to that man, you quickly point the gun at the killer in front of you, gaining a small chuckle from him.

"Well, well, you aren't that defenseless after all." The killer says as he takes out his knife.

"What in the world do you want?" You ask, your finger on the trigger waiting for a response from him.

A tisk sound could be heard from him, gripping his knife tightly he lunges forward and without a second thought you pull the trigger quickly shooting him on his shoulder. He quickly stops as he winced in pain and holds his shoulders quickly, the blood quickly spreading and his dirty white hoodie soaking the blood from it.

"Answer my question." You demanded as your eyes stared intently at him, "I'm not afraid to shoot you again." Your words seemed to make him freeze, yet he didn't look scared he just glared at you with such hatred in his eyes.

Questions started to emerge, if you could kill this person then that meant you could've killed the other one too and yet you didn't want to go to jail for murder. How could that green eyed man put trust in you? You didn't understand.

You were brought back to reality when you heard his laugh, that sickening laugh, you were tired of it. His pale blue eyes were looking at you as he slowly dropped to the floor putting his knife down, "you seriously think you can overpower me?" He asked, your finger was still on the trigger the gun aiming at his head, "you can't kill me, and you won't be able to if you're able to kill two people at the same time." Your eyes widened at that, you were about to open your mouth when you feel an arm wrapping around your neck tightly. You quickly thrash around only for the grip to be tighter.

You gasped for air trying to look behind you, you got a glimpse of brown hair behind you. Was this the same man that gave you the gun? Was he really toying with you?