Not Food (The Crafting Dead! Red X Reader) [ON HOLD]

Stressed and The Secert (Y/N)

I threw my pillow at a wall in my cell, frustrated.

I throw my hands in the air, through my beanie (You are wearing a beanie ;3 I forgot to tell.), avoiding my cat ears.

I growl loudly and started to walk back and forth in my big 'cage' thinking.

'Why me? Why not someone else? Someone who is trying less to survive? Trying to kill others? For their safety? I mean.. Ugh!'

I kept this pace for 4 more days. Trying to calm myself down.

Trying not to go insane or get stressed.

"Looks like you're at you breaking point, Y/N. Why not just give up and let it consume you?" The voice in my head keeps asking me. It sounds like Red's but a tad deeper.

I growl louder and decided to grab the bars of my cell and yell, "Red! Get your ass in here! I need to speak with you!"

I waited 5 minutes.. Waiting.

I become even more stressed out and let go of the bars, turning around and paced the cell once more.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming from across the room, the other side of the bars.

I didn't care who it was anymore so I crossed one of my arms and put my right hand to my face.

Concentrating on the matter at hand.

'What do I do? How to get myself out of this hell hole? I don't know. UGH!!! I NEED TO DO SOMETHING! BUT WHAT!?'

"What do you need, Y/N? You called?" I could hear Red from the other side of the bars.

I quickly get up to the bars and looked straight up at him. "Why choose me when there are others out there Red!? I'M TRYING TO STAY ALIVE AND STAYING A PACIFIST! BUT I COULD CHANGE THAT BUT KILLING YOU IF YOU DON'T ANSWER ME!" I yelled.

He smirks at me and responds. "Only because you're unique! You can hide what you really are to me. I know what's under your beanie. And I like it.~ It makes you look pretty cute.~"

I blush and slap him through the bars.

"You don't know ANYTHING!" I yell.

He chuckles. "I know what you are! You can't hide it!" Suddenly, he takes off my beanie.

I squeaked and blushed, falling to the ground.

'He.. He knows?...'