【Murder Drones: Oneshots】

1/1 | Attempt | Fem x Uzi💔

A/N: N and Uzi are dating in this, Fem likes Uzi but can't tell her due to them dating. Also, sorry it's so short. I have no modovation and there are some personal problems with friends and school.

Your POV:

You walked into Uzis hourse to the smell of hot oil, closing the door behind you, you called out. "Uzi?" You called out. There was no answer. "Uzi." You say, once again, no answer. You walked towards her doors room. Heard popping, you opened the door to see Uzi on the floor drench in water. "Shit." you say, you dropped to your knees.

You pulled Uzi close up to your chest. You looked around, seeing a small towel covered in oil. Most likely something she used to stop the cuts from leaking to much oil. You grabbed it and started to dry Uzi off. You slipped off her hat, and then attempted to unzip her jacket. You suddenly remember that Uzi doesn't like to take it off unless she feels safe around someone.

You ignored that thought and unzipped her jacket. She only had a small t-shirt on. You managed to dry off most of her body, minus her clothes but they weren't that bad. You heard a small groan, you look down to see a now awake, Uzi. "Uzi Doorman!" You yell, Uzi flinched at her name being yelled. She looked up into your eyes. "Yes...?" She asks, nervous.

"Why the FUCK?" You ask, feeling your head get really got. "I was just tired of living... Me and N got into a fight, and we said some mean things to eachother." Uzi says, you sigh. "What was the fight about?" You ask. "I had killed one of our classmates, and walked in on me with the classmates head in my hands." She says.

"We got into the fight, N kept saying to not kill anyone, since you give me oil. Which I have no idea where you get it." Uzi says, you brought your hand up and put it on the back of your neck. "It's my oil." you say, that caused Uzis eyes to widen. "Your oil?!" She shouts, you nod. "Do you think I kill people for oil?" I ask. "I don't know..." Uzi says, I sit her up and leg locking her.

I grab her face, and putting our foreheads together. "Don't do that again." I say, glaring at her. "Fine..." Uzi mutters. "No, not fine. You won't. If you do it again, I'll start staying with you 24/7." I say. Uzi kepts quiet. "Say you won't do it again." I say. Uzi sighs. "I won't do it again." She says. I nod.

"Good, now. Come on. We need to get you changed into different clothes." I say, Uzi sighed and scooted back. She stood up, and offered her hand. I grabbed her hand and used it to stand up. "Thanks." I say, Uzi nodded. "New clothes time." I say, pulling her out her of her room and to my house.