Deals With The Devil (Chris MotionlessXreader)

Just For You

You, as promised, did the first of Chriss' jobs that day. It was fairly simple, clean out "Monkey Mans'" cage. The only problem was that the only thing to clean out was his crap. The moment you finished your job you were practically sprinting to the showers.
'Where y'off to missy?' You herd Devin from behind you. He floated beside you obviously unable to smell you.
'I smell like shit and am going to shower. You can come with me just don't stare.' You felt revolted by the smell that lingered on your form. Luckily you were in the shower fairly quickly and before a second passed you were stripped down and letting droplets of water skim across your skin. Devin was casually sitting beside the shower with his eyes covered.
'Don't stay in 'ere too long. 'f y'do Chris'll bus' in ll'worried 'n stuff.' Devin sat there motionlessly as you ran your fingers over your undeserving skin.
'Dev...why does Chris say you're a killer?'
Devins' body tensed up suddenly.
'I'nt wanna talk 'bout it.' He mumbled, soul fading into nothing.
'No, don't just fade away. Tell me. I swear I won't judge.' You rotated the handle that controlled the water until it stopped and stepped out of the shower.
'...Chris and I were best friends when we were kids. We were like brothers...we shared everything, girls, toys, food everything. When I turned 14, Chris left to go get me a present for my birthday. A few days earlier, his cousin came to visit. She was beautiful...her skin was like porcelain, her hair as black as midnight. I fell in love with her the moment I saw her. I, however, was far different. My parents were corrupt and taught me that for eternal happiness you must sever the skin from the meat and stuff the insides like a teddy bear. That's exactly what I did. She told me she loved me and I pulled out my knife and plunged it into her heart. It stopped beating instantly. Her blood poured onto my hands and I licked it off with the care that a mother shows her newborn child...Chris returned later and...he bought me a pair of gloves.' Devins' accent changed drastically before he paused.
'How did he react?' You mumbled, forgetting all about your naked form and taking a seat beside Devin.
'I hid the body in my basement. I managed to clean everything up before he got back and he didn't suspect a thing. It was after I turned 23 that he found out. We were planning to go into the city and while I was changing he went into the basement and found her, along with the other women I had killed. I stuffed them all and used embalming fluid to preserve their skin. She looked as perfect as the day I killed her. Chris pretended not to find her until that night. He slashed my throat and forced me to twitch and bleed out 'till I died. I've been forced to haunt him ever since.' Devin finished, uncovering his eyes and looking at me in surprise.
'Chris killed you?'
'I killed his only living family member.'
'Why didn't you kill Chris?'
Devin looked down for a moment before chuckling gently and looking back up at you with the most evil grin you had ever seen.
'Because if I killed him his pain would be over...I want him to endure everything I did when he killed me. I could kill him anytime I want but he needs to suffer. I didn't kill him when he was a kid because I thought he'd understand.'
'You thought he'd understand you murdering his cousin?' You shouted, getting to your feet and storming into a small room beside the shower filled with clothes. You felt strangely angered by how Devin acted. It was like he felt no guilt for what he did.
You slipped on a small black skirt and a black and white striped hoodie, along with a pair of black stockings and converse runners. As you finished changing, you herd heavy breathing behind you.
'S-Sorry...sometimes my human self comes out...' You turned around, only to see Ghost shaking violently. Black ooze dripped from his nose like crimson blood and his skin looked flakey and raw.
'Devin, I don't know what to say to you.' You used his real name, showing how serious you were. He froze for a moment.
'I-'
'(Y/n)? You've been in there a while, are you alright?' You could hear Ricky calling from outside the showers. You ignored Ghost, dashing through him and straight to the ravin-haired knife thrower.
'You! I've been meaning to speak to you! Why the fuck did you kiss me?' You shouted, cheeks puffing adorably. He straightened his back and held his hand to his cheek.
'Isn't it obvious? I like you, (Y/n). I like you because you're off limits. I like you because I can see the fear and desperation in your eyes when you look at me. You crave male attention, don't you?' Ricky's voice was growing dark and husky, but you found yourself captive in his gaze, unable to flee. Ricky bent down, his lips millimetres away from your ear. 'You lust after our attention, yes? You want Chris to bend you over, hm? Lick stripes up your neck? Or maybe you want to feel my chest against your back, my fingers grazing the skin that belongs to another man...How would that feel, (Y/n)? My lips on your-'
'Ricky!' You suddenly herd a familiar voice call. He quickly turned around, seeing Ash a few meters away. 'New shipment of knives for you!' She informed him before quickly skipping away. He sighed audibly, walking away without saying a word to you.