Dealing with the Devil [Yandere x Reader]

Chapter 59 - Slip up

The day had started with promise, the faint hope of normalcy shattered by the confrontation with Chris.

Mel's brief visit had momentarily lifted the veil of isolation, but now, standing before him, I felt exposed and vulnerable. They left in a scuff and there i stood, all alone.

Chris's calm, soft eyes met mine, but beneath their surface, I sensed a depth of resolve that chilled me to the core. He had shown me glimpses of his control before, but now it was unmistakable—a palpable tension hung between us, thick with unspoken threats.

"Why did you do that?" I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger. "Why did you bring me here?"

"Darling please! It's not like-"

"I hate this, I hate you!" I yelled, but as soon as those words left my lips I knew I shouldn't have said that.

Chris's silence was deafening, his demeanor a fortress against my accusations. When he finally spoke, his voice was a whisper that cut through the air like a blade.

"You shouldn't have said that," he replied, his tone tinged with warning.

I swallowed hard, the weight of his words pressing down on me. I had pushed too far, unearthed a truth I wasn't prepared to face. Guilt mingled with fear as I realized the magnitude of my mistake.

"I'm sorry," I managed to say, my voice faltering. "I didn't mean to—"

"It's too late for apologies," Chris interrupted sharply, his gaze piercing through me. "You've seen too much, questioned too much."

Panic surged within me, a desperate need to retreat from the danger I had stirred up. I had underestimated Chris, misjudged the depths of his control over my life. Now, standing in the wake of my own defiance, I felt the walls closing in.

"I just want to go home," I pleaded, my voice barely audible. "Please, Chris, just let me go."

His steady gaze held mine, unwavering.

"This is your home now," he said quietly, his words final and cold as ice.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I stumbled backwards, the full weight of my captivity crashing down upon me. I had naively believed I could challenge him, expose the darkness that lurked beneath his facade. Instead, I found myself ensnared, trapped in a reality I could no longer deny.

As I turned to leave, Chris's voice halted me in my tracks. "Remember the rules," he said, his voice cutting through the silence.

I nodded numbly, defeated. The air around me felt heavy, suffocating, as I retreated to the sanctuary of my room. Alone and shaken, I collapsed onto the bed, the cold reality of my captivity enveloping me like a suffocating shroud.

Outside, the wind howled mercilessly, a chilling reminder of the storm brewing both inside and outside the cabin walls. In the quiet solitude of my room, I closed my eyes, grappling with the harsh truth that Chris's control over me was absolute—and escape seemed more elusive than ever.

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(A/N)

Another fun fact, I really dont like this chapter because I wrote it a while ago and I just know read over it, but I'm too lazy to make a different chapter