H20Delirious X Reader COMPLETED

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I sat there and try to think everything again. But why does he want me to talk about myself? This totally freaks me out.
In a while I really have to use the restroom and can't hold it back anymore.

"Delirious!!! Delirious!!!" I yelled.

He opens the door. "What?" He asks.

"I really have to use the restroom please " i look at his eyes.

He stands there for a second and then walks to me and takes out a key and sets my handcuffs free.

I moan in pain as my hand is red and a few cuts with blood of those handcuffs being attached to my hand for hours, i rub my hand a bit but hurts.

I get up and he leads me to the restroom and I close the door but i heard him stay outside the door.

"Don't try to escape because if you do you know I'll find you " i hear him say.

"Okay " i say and use my time.

I open the door and hes there standing with a aid kit.

"Use these for your hand to heal up" he says handing me the aid kit box.

I take it and walk back inside the restroom to wound up my hand.

"Thanks...." I say as i hand him back the box.

He walks me back to the room since the restroom is across a long yet short hall.
I walk back and sit in bed.

"Im not handcuffing you this time" he says.
I smile a bit thank goodness now i can walk around or whatever in this kinda king room.
He sits in the chair.
"How old are you?" He asks looking at me.
"...18" i say.
"19" he says back (thats not really his real world age hes 29 but i mean 19 why not?)
We lock eyes again until a stupid question hits me up.
"Why are you doing this to me?... I want to go home...." I tell him.

He looks at me and he looks like hes shock now but maybe angry, he gets up and walks closer to me which caused me to flinch.

"I can't let you go, you can't escape from here" he says sitting down in the bed close to me.

"...I promise I won't tell the cops or anyone about you and I'll never come back here again to bother you please!"

H20's pov

That last beg of her made me angry and upset at the same time, I can't let her leave like i said earlier something about me tells me i want her forever here with me.

I don't know what i did but i get up and im pissed off i start yelling at her "NO I SAID YOU WONT EVER ESCAPE HERE YOU HEARD ME NEVER!" I look at her and shes so still and her skin is pale i have scared her and i see she starts crying, I don't know what makes me turn into a monster but i start throwing some fragile glass to the wall which makes her more terrified of me and she starts sobbing.
After a second i see her there like a mess and again i don't know what's wrong with me I can't control myself that's when I become weak watching her cry and how crazy of a shit guy i am i feel my heart beat with sadness of what I've done and i walk out the room.
I don't want to scare her anymore.... I have to slow myself down.

Your pov

I can't hold back my tears I already miss my family and friends but now im going to be missing forever, i roll in a ball crying slowly falling asleep from my tiredness eyes of crying.

I wake up and looks like it's night already. My stomach growls. Im so hungry and thirsty i want some water or something. But I can't call him just bc im hungry cuz he won't do what i tell him hes not some guy that will bring me food whenever im hungry hes a fucking killer and they dont give a shit about their victims at all.

I hear the door open and he walks in.
"Are you starving?" He asks and waits for my answer.
I slowly nod.
He walks out and shuts the door.
After a while or so he comes back with a meal, dinner probably, it's chicken, some smashed potatoes, gravy, and corn. It smelled so good and i felt happy. He sat there and watched me eat.
Of course I felt uncomfortable but I decided to speak.

"Is delirious your real name?" I ask as i take a bite of my smashed potatoes.

"No but thats how my friends call me, its my nickname that basically the whole world knows it" he says.

"Oh, wait you have friends?! Do they know you are a..." I stop there and remember I could make him mad.

" a Creepy Murder guy?" He laughs, that laugh.... It's funny and makes me feel safe?
"No they don't know that" he adds

"Oh..." I bite the chicken.
"Yeah.." He looks at me.
"How did you get the nickname delirious from?" I ask
"It's obvious, I played some console and named my gamertag H20Delirious, and my YouTube channel " he says.
Hes a YouTuber? And a killer at the same time that no one of his fans or friends know!

"Oh..." I bite my food.

I finished up and he takes my plates "its late get some rest" he says and leaves. I lay in bed and I don't fear anymore... Why is that, delirious isn't that scary to me anymore unless he gets angry... But hes kind and i like that i have a feeling that i love this and i want it to stay like this now... Wait am I actually saying i like him i mean isn't this wrong or weird?
I don't know but now i feel happy.