I Won't Let You Down:Ken Kaneki x Reader

Chapter 12: Out Of Everything Possible, This Happens

Kaneki POV

"Kaneki, what the hell are you doing?! We gotta go!" Ayato snapped me out of my daze.

"What the hell were you thinking about?" He asked me. I just stayed silent. I didn't want to admit that I was thinking about (Y/N).

I loved her. I still do. But I left her alone, she'll never forgive me. Even if I come running back to her, (Y/N) will never think of me the same way I think about her.

Each and every single day. I miss her too much. My heart is aching and my mind is burning with suicidal thoughts.

I didn't want to fight anyone. I didn't want to fight my own kind.

But that's the thing. I'm not a human, I'm a monster created by a human. You should've just let me die, Doctor.

I vaugley remember the tall, slender woman that created me. No, not me. The monster in me.

My memory faded away a little after being knocked out by my kidnapper, which to this day, I still don't know.

Hopefully (Y/N) moved on, and found someone that can make her happy; she deserves that. But I don't. I'm a nothing that the Doves can kill without a single second thought that crosses their mind, and without a single tear that sheds from they're hateful eyes.

I deserve to be killed. I wished no one saved me from being tortured by Yamori. They should've let the centipede eat my brain. They should've left me there to suffer every second of Yamori breaking my limbs over and over again.

I just want to die.

Your POV

"Is the box filled with food and water?" My mother asked me. I looked up from the box and nodded. "Yeah."

My voice was quiet. I felt guilty about not telling anyone else about this. But I had to keep it a secret; everyone at Anteiku said they would handle everything.

"OK go put that box down in the basement. We'll only need one right?" "Yes I'm pretty sure, (mom's name)." Dad answered.

I walked down the steps of the dark basement. How did it come to be like this? Everything is such a disaster. I lost myself in thought as I walked down.

Suddenly everything became blurry as if it was zooming past me. The cardboard box flew out of my hands.

The ground was getting closer and closer until. . .

I landed. On my back. At the bottom of the staircase. At first nothing happened, and it was just plain confusion in my head.

But then I felt it. I felt the pain rush up my left leg, and I screamed out.

"(Y/N)?! Honey are you okay?! What happened!?" I could barely hear my mom over the sound of my screaming. I sat up and rocked my upper body back and forth as I cried in pain.

"Oh my god!" My mom panicked. I looked down at my leg, which was somewhat detached from my upper body.

"(Dad's name)! Come down here, quick!" Mom yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"Fuck!" I screamed out once I finished screaming. I was now gasping for the air that had escaped from when I fell.

"OK sweetie um. . . I'm going to tell your father to call the ambulance and. . Oh my lord-" she turned around and held back her vomit.

I groaned in pain. Out of all things this had to happen? My dad looked from the door at the top of the stairs. "(Y/N)! I'll call the ambulance just hang on!"

I looked at a sharp object which stuck out from under the support railing of the stairs. But it was too dark to see what it was.

I'm pretty sure that was the thing that cut my leg.

Minutes later an ambulance came. The paramedics set me down on the stretch and off to the hospital we went.

"What happened?" A woman with a serious voice asked a paramedic. There was absolute no panic in her voice.

I was being carried in a hospital bed and I think I was rushed off to operating room.

The last thing I remember was a nurse saying, "Okay sweetie, I'm going to inject this into your blood flow, and you will start feeling drowsy."

I watched her inject something in my IV or whatever it is they put into people, and I felt my self get drowsy, like she said.

"Can you count down from 10 to me?" She asked. "10. . 9. . 8. . 7. . 6. . 5. . .." I couldn't remember anything other than that.
Everything had gone dark.

Like my world.