The Demons Within (Female Yandere x Male Reader)

C1 - Dusk

Erupting from her slumber, an unfamiliar white ceiling greeted the young girl, who was slick with sweat, clearly flagging the presence of a nightmare.

Staring at the ceiling above her, Chloe recalled what she could from her last moments of consciousness, causing a series of unpleasant memories to come flooding back.

The crimson liquid that desperately clung to her body before being washed away by the thunderous rain, a disfigured body that laid perfectly still, and a damaged vehicle that was located a few meters away from both adorning the scene.

Peering down towards her body, the girl panicked as she couldn't see the left side of the room, or her body for that matter. Lifting a shaking hand towards her left eye, a soft material greeted her fingertips, covering her eye completely.

Although the feeling of her left eye had yet to depart from her senses, leading her to conclude that she hadn't lost it.

She sat still for a minute or so before resuming her scan of the surroundings, finding the room to be mostly empty apart from some cheap-looking tables, a few pieces of machinery, and an IV drip that sat beside her.

A tube was connected to her wrist, feeding some sort of liquid into her veins, eliciting a discomforting feeling in the girl upon viewing the sight.

There were two other "people" in the empty room.

The former had vibrant orange hair, which cascaded around their figure. Seeming to be in her mid-forties, they sat asleep in what looked to be an uncomfortable position.

Their untidy appearance would have led anyone to rightfully conclude that they had arrived here as soon as possible.

The latter was an unfamiliar figure sitting in the corner of the room, motionlessly staring at the girl. The girl made sure not to look at the figure for too long, its patchy visage making her feel uneasy.

Chloe Barker had been dealt a poor hand of cards in life, cursed with a weak constitution since birth, which had resulted in regular mandatory hospital check-ups.

It was January when the accident occurred, the main culprit of why the skies had been so dark at only 7 p.m. in the afternoon.

Chloe and her father, Mikhail, had gone to the hospital closest to them by foot, and being the only arduous exercise Chloe received from her day-to-day life, the hospital's doctors endorsed the small trek by foot over to the nearby hospital over the use of a vehicle.

The check-up had concluded smoothly, consisting of a few rudimentary tests being performed on Chloe to gain data about the state of her weak body.

Usually, Mikhail would take her out to the convenience store to get some ice cream, but as it was early January, it had been a cold night, and thus he had ordained that it would be better to return to their house as soon as possible to reduce the risk of Chloe contracting a cold.

Chloe's illness was debilitating, not only for her but also for her family's finances.

The surgeries that the young girl required and had gone through so far were very costly for the middle-class family of three, burdening them with loans that they had to take out.

The common cold might as well be a deadly illness to her, of which she had not the best of chances to fight off, hence why she had to have so many check-ups.

Mikhail offered to give his daughter a piggyback but was promptly refused by the strong-willed girl, who wished to engage in physical exercise in the hope of helping improve the condition of her body.

Settling for just holding Chloe's hand, they quickly embarked on their venture back to their abode, of which neither would make it to their destination unscathed.