American Horror Story One Shots

Insanely Murderous

Request: Hi there! I was wondering if I could request a oneshot with Oliver Thredson. Like the reader is a patient because of some stupid petty reason and the moment Oliver walked through the doors into the common room he liked her. He didn't want to hurt her he just had normal feelings for her and was like protective of her and one day he heard screaming and went to the common room and saw that the reader was being dragged out by the guards or something.

Title: Insanely Murderous

Pairing: Oliver Thredson X Female!Reader

Season: Asylum

Rating: T. (murder, light swearing, mentions of blood, mentions of smoking, mentions of death

Words: 1,240

a/n: alas, this wasn't as good as I hoped. Asylum was probably my least favorite season. Thanks for the read :)

You were sitting in the common room of the Briarcliff Manor Asylum. Pepper was sitting on your right, Lana Winters was on your left, and Kit Walker was across from you. The four of you were playing a crappy round of poker, as Pepper had cheated the first game.

"Pepper, you can't do that." Lana stated calmly. Irritation was heavily laced in her voice. You and Kit shared a glance before looking back at your cards. You were losing, badly. Although, you, Lana, and Kit were the only one truly playing. Even with Pepper playing, you were still losing.

"Come on, Pep." Kit looked over at Pepper's cards to help her. You sighed and sat back in the rocking chair you were sitting in, you kept your cards face down on the table.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, the swinging doors to the common room swung open and Sister Jude and Sister Mary Eunice both walked in with a man behind them. He wore a white lab coat over a white button up and burgundy tie, paired with black slacks and black dress shoes. Glasses framed his face. His black hair was gelled back. Certainly, you enjoyed the way he looked.

"And this is the Common Room." Sister Jude remarked, showing the man the room. He got a good look at the room before his eyes found where you were sitting. He looked at you before shaking his head and nodding at Sister Jude.

"Excellent. If you don't mind, I'll be in my office." He stated before looking at you, one last time, before walking out of the Common Room. You watched as he left. Kit shook you out of the trance you didn't realize you were in. You shook your head and looked at Kit.

"It's your turn."

{***}

"That's insane." You smiled at the Doctor sitting next to you in the Common Room. "Well, we are in an insane asylum." You laughed. Oliver chucked and looked at you with emotion in his eye. An emotion you'd never expect from him. From what you hear, Oliver Thredson treats every patient like total trash. Except you. He cares for you. If anything were to happen to you, he would flip a gasket.

"Dear," He smiled, pulling a cigarette box out of his coat pocket. He pulled one out for himself and then one for you. You graciously took it and stuck it between your lips. You looked up at Oliver and smiled. He picked up the lighter that was sitting on the table and lit his cigarette.

"Don't 'Dear' me, Ollie." You smiled as you wrapped your hands around his and brought the lighter to your cigarette. It lit and you took a puff, blowing the smoke into his face. He laughed and waved the smoke away from his face.

"Anything for you." He smiled, looking at you. He was completely, totally, utterly infatuated with you. And you, him. You pulled the cigarette out of your mouth and pecked his knuckles.

In the few short months you've known Dr. Oliver Thredson, you knew he'd be the death of you... Literally.

"Doc, if I could tell the future, I think you would be the death of me." You smiled, looking up at him. He returned the smile.

"That, my dear, is if you don't kill me first." He replied, looking at down at you. You heard the doors of the Common Room open. You glanced over at the door and saw Sister Jude. She instantly gave you and Oliver the death stare before walking over to the pair of you.

"Y/N, it seems to be passed your bed time." She paused, and looked at your lips. Her eyes instantly caught the cigarette. "Room. Now." She hissed, pulling the cigarette from your hand, dropping it to the ground and stomping it out. You looked at her and sighed deeply. Oliver looked up at Sister Jude.

"Sister Jude, please allow me to spend a few more minutes with this patient." He stated, pulling the cigarette from his lips and held it between his index and thumb. The smoke from his cigarette swirled up into the air. You looked at him in awe.

"Doctor Thredson," Sister Jude went to his height before harshly whispering words to him.

"Please allow me to escort Y/N to her room." He stubbed his cigarette in the ash tray before standing up. He stood a good foot taller than Sister Jude, who was looking up at Oliver.

"Hurry along." She snapped before rushing off to send the other patients to their rooms. Oliver walked over to your chair and holding out his hand for you to take, which you lovingly did. He linked your arms before walking down to your room.

"Same time tomorrow?" You looked up at Oliver. He looked down at with a smile.

"Of course." He nodded before pecking your cheek. You smiled and entered your bedroom.

{***}

Oliver was in his office, reading over some paperwork of some patients he's been working with. You were fast asleep in your room. Or, you should have been. You were suddenly awoken by two large bodies pulling you out of the comfort of your bed.

A hand was thrown over your mouth as you screamed for help, which never came. One of the two people had a knife in hand and stabbed you in the side. You let out a cry of pain. It was too dark for you to see anything in your room, until you were dragged into the hall where there was some light from the moon.

"Let me go!" You screamed. Blood was trickling down your back and painting the ground. It felt as if life was running from you with every breath you took. The two people dragged you into the Common Room. "Oliver!!!" You screamed loud enough for him to just barely hear you.

He stood up and ran towards your room, where you were nowhere in sight. He saw the drops of blood trailing towards the Common Room. Just as he made it, he caught a glimpse of the two people carrying you. He ran after the three people.

He was out of time. The two people had finished you off before dumping you down the trash shoot. Oliver stood in the corridor, horrified at what he witnessed.

"You're too late, Doctor Thredson." The voice was deep. Oliver shook his head and took a step closer to the pair of people that killed the person he was so deeply in love with. It took all of his being not to kill the two men right where they stood.

"I'll find out who you are. And when I do, I'll kill you." Oliver's voice was dark. He was filled with both anger and sorrow. If only he was a few minutes sooner. This wouldn't have happened. Oliver left the two men and went to go find your body, which would now be far too broken, bloody and bruised. When he found your body, he fell to the ground and held you close to his body. A note was on the ground that easily read: 'Don't get to close to another patient'

The next morning, everyone mourned. Pepper wailed. Lana and Kit stayed locked in their room and cried with each other. The only people that didn't care about your death was Sister Jude and Sister Mary Eunice. The two people that killed you.

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