Separation and Obsession (Hyde x Female Reader)

Chapter 47

The six of you stayed out a bit late, mostly until everything at the concert area was being packed up. It was still nice to be out with everyone. The band probably doesn't get a lot of opportunities to do these things in public, so you were happy to see them at ease. Though, through the whole night, you still felt that nagging gut feeling about Hyde. It wouldn't go away, even if he seemed okay on the outside. You knew, you wouldn't feel better unless you got the real answer out of him. You wanted to be a source of help and comfort for him. Though, you didn't want to be so pushy. There has to be something else bothering him, besides him worrying about protecting you from Adrien. Maybe you'll wait until you get back home.

Once you set foot in the apartment, you called Hyde to your room so you could talk. "Something wrong, my angel?" Hyde asked, assuming there was something on your mind. You didn't look directly at first. If he said he was okay, you should trust him. Right? But you had to be sure. "Yes. I'm worried about you Hyde. I feel like there's something bothering you" you told him. Even if he told you before, not to worry about him, you couldn't help it this time. The feeling was so strong. "I'm okay. Just a lot of things on my mind lately" he said, partly being open about it. Certainly he was thinking about something. What was it? "Like what, koala bear? I want to help" you said, trying to keep yourself calm and patient instead of just demanding to know. "Keeping Adrien away from hurting you again. I have to do something" Hyde said. You understood the urgency but even you didn't know what to do about it and you doubt anyone else knew what to do for now. "I see. I understand Hyde. But you can't let those type of thoughts keep you from smiling. Whatever happens, will happen when it comes to it. You can't worry about something that may or may not happen" you told him. You really should be the one panicking since you were the target and in the middle of everything. But you trusted the boys to protect you. Hyde looked away. He didn't confirm you were right or smile. What he told you wasn't the whole problem was it? He was hiding the bigger issue from you. "Hyde. What is it?" you asked him, knowing he was thinking of something. You shook his head, "Nothing. Just tired" he obviously was lying to get out explaining. You could just leave it there. But what good would that do? Hyde turned as if was about to leave the room. You moved in front of him. "You're lying. Tell me what's wrong" you told him. "It's nothing (y

). I promise" he said, trying to convince you to let him pass.

A part of you wanted to let him go. But this connection between the two of you, was trying to tell you something about what he was going through. You knew it would keep bugging you. What was so important to hide, to change his mood? You didn't move an inch, "I'm not moving until you tell me the truth. It's only gonna hurt more if you keep it to yourself" you told him firmly. Surely he'd get the point and tell you. You waited for an answer. But none came. "Just move (y

)" he told you. You were surprised he just wanted to leave and not say a word. You knew you were right about there being something else. His actions said it clear as day. You shook your head refusing, "Just tell me already. It's obvious you're hurting over something" you told him. You'd give him this last chance to tell you. But if he wants to be so stubborn, he can sleep on the damn sofa tonight. Does he not trust you? That's how you begin to feel. "I won't ask you again. I said move" Hyde was more firm in his request. The tone of his voice started to scare you. He's never really spoken to you in a tone like this before. You were gonna shrink away and back down. That's how much it scared you. You took a breath and decided to be ballsy. "And I won't ask you again either" you said hoping your serious tone would do something. But it backfired. Hyde looked down at you, his eyes glowed red, he was obviously aggravated by your stubbornness. "Move!" he roared at you. You looked back at him, your eyes started to water. You felt your stomach drop. He yelled at you. It hurt. It stung. It really did. Did he really not trust you enough? Were you in his way? You were hurt and confused.

You withdrew yourself away from the door, in fear he'd yell at you again and he left. You closed the door behind him and locked it. You let yourself fall to the ground, letting the tears flow as they came. After a few minutes, you heard a knock at the door. "(Y\N), is everything alright? Hyde just stormed out of the apartment" Yume asked. You must've pissed him off that much, it was so obvious to everyone else. It made you sick. You did this. "I don't want to talk, Yume. I'm going to bed" you told her through tears, while wiping them away. You forced yourself to get up, turning off the lights and going to lie in your bed.

Hyde's POV

I told her I was fine. Why didn't she just leave me be? I'm the one who has to protect her. To possibly kill another person for her. It was all for her. The less she knows the better. She wouldn't understand the weight on my shoulders anyways. I left the apartment hastily, though I knew someone had followed me. "Hey! What the hell was that about?" they called out to me. It was Ken's voice. I chose to ignore his question and kept walking down the hallway. I was going outside to get away. He ran to catch up with me and stopped me in my tracks "I asked a question and I expect a damn good answer! You left (y

) crying back there!" Ken was being forceful with me.She kept nagging me for an answer. It made me mad......I didn't realize I made her cry in the end. I just told her to move out of my way. That's all. Atleast, I'm sure that's all I said. I couldn't recall at the moment, I was still heated. I moved away from Ken and continued to leave the building. Of course, he followed me. Now he wasn't going to leave me alone. "You gonna tell me what happened or do I have to beat it out of you?" Ken threatened. I rolled my eyes, not phased. He wouldn't try me. But he did. Ken grabbed me by the back of my shirt so he could turn me around and punched me in the face, with no warning.I took the hit, even if it did sting a little. "Looks like we're doing this the hard way" Ken sighed before punching me again.

Looks like Ken was onto something, beating the sh*t out of me. It was like he was beating the anger out, so I let him. For once, I didn't fight back. If I made (y

) cry, I guess I deserved this. Ken got a little bored because I didn't fight back, so he just threw me on a nearby bench and took out a cigarette to smoke. He handed me one as well. I didn't really smoke as much as he did, but I guess I needed one at the moment. I lit my cigarette and took a few puffs before sighing. "You gonna tell me what the problem is now? Or do you need another round?" Ken asked more relaxed but was willing. Now that the anger was gone, all I felt was soreness and sadness. Guess I couldn't escape not telling anyone about the planned fight between me and Adrien. I dug this hole myself. "I met with Adrien yesterday. But I didn't say anything. He told me he has a connection with (y

) too. She's his partner" I started to explain. "One,are you sure he ain't just lying to cause sh*t? Two, what the hell!? Why didn't you say anything dumba*s" Ken scolded me for keeping it myself. Which I deserved. I should've been smart enough to have said something. "That's not the worst part. He wants me to meet up with him in another day. To fight for (y

). To end all this. He said one of us has to die or we'd both keep going through this forever" I summed up the conversation. It made me sad to think about, but I felt like Adiren was telling the truth. We have to end this somehow. Killing him might be the only way to end one of our sufferings. Ken took a puff out of his cigarette, "Damn, Hyde. That's some heavy sh*t to carry on your shoulders. You should've told us. We're family, you know. It's not like we wouldn't understand" he told me. I took in some smoke and exhaled it in frustration. I knew they would understand. But leave it to my emotions to make me think like a dumba*s. Worst of all, I've gone and hurt (y

) and made her cry. All because I didn't want to tell her, when she knew there was something heavy on my mind. She must hate me.