You'll Always Be MINE ~ (Yandere! Randle Patrick McMurphy x Nurse! Reader)

Murder

Ratchad smirked but was also a bit disturbed by how easy it was to set him off. All she had to do was tell him someone was looking at Y/N in a perverted manner, and they wouldn't be heard from again.

Oh, how she enjoyed being the head nurse. "Also, try to do this often McMurphy, she seemed to like it~" He grinned. "Glad she liked it ~" he pecked her lips sweetly. "Sweet dreams my little kitten." He said softly.

Ratched didn't feel bad she had let this happen, if she was crossed than it was their fault. "If you're wondering where the patient is he's outside at the end of the hall." He nodded "Keys?" "What?" "Can I have the keys to my room, it's so she doesn't get taken." Ratchad nodded and handed him the keys. "Thank ya." He said ominously. He followed Ratchad out then locked the door and made his way towards the patient who dared to lust for HIS Y/N!

And there was a patient, Jim Bartner, a paranoid, manic depression, anxious man. He was ringing his hands nervously. He looked around and picked up a metal rod. This guy would have the same death as Jeffrey Dahmer!

He refused to let some lunatic take her from him! He walked over to the guy, a straight face with no emotion was his facial expression as he bashed the man over the head repeatedly. He yelped in pain as he started to slam the rod onto his victim's ribcage until a sickening snapping was heard.

He smirked as he saw his shallow breaths become slower and less frequent. He started to cough up more and more blood as McMurphy kept slamming the rod down onto his victim's ribcage. "She's mine! You f**king hear me!? Mine!"

Quickly his victim ceased to move, and breathe. He laid on the ground, bleeding out. "Die motherf**ker!" He snarled at his victim's body. He smirked as Ratchad told him she'd take care of the mess and that his 'little kitten' should be awake now and was probably wondering where he was "Don't want to make her think it was a one time thing, do you?" Ratchad asked, her voice dripping with her manipulative personality.

He smiled as he made his way back to his room. As soon as he opened the door she ran into him "Awww, miss me ~?" He asked with a smirk as he held her. She shook her head as she tried to push him off of her, luckily she had already put on her clothes again. "N-no way!"

"Awww, sad. I took care of a little something for you kitten ~" Y/n froze, she didn't want to know.. "Ever hear of a Jim Bartner?" She slowly nodded as she had dealt with him a bit, he was a nice man. He smirked, that was when she noticed the blood stains on his clothes. "Oh God..." She said horrified.

"Y-You..you killed him! G-Get away from me!" She yelled as she managed to open his cell door as he hadn't locked it and he still had the keys as she ran to find Ratchad, and she was going to tell her off. He pursued her "GET BACK HERE!" He yelled after her. "S- STAY AWAY FROM ME!" She ran into the nurse's station where she found Ratchad cleaning blood from a rag. "What the f**k?!" Y/N exclaimed.

Ratchad turned to her "What? Would you stop yelling?" "No! No I will NOT stop yelling! You let him do that to me! I begged you to let me out!" "What are you talking about?" "You let him r*pe me! YOU LET HIM DO THIS TO ME!" "Y/N?! COME ON OUT, COME BACK! PLEASE!" McMurphy yelled.

She glared as the door as she locked it "You are a horrible woman! To be blunt, Ratched.." Y/n took a deep breath, she'd never been so angry "You're a b**ch, inside and out." She glared as the door was unlocked by him as she grew more pissed, she gave him the keys!?

"You gave him the keys?!" She said. "You keep him in line, and if the other patients are afraid of him they'll stay in line too." "Y- you're insane!" "Wrong, I'm practical" Y/n shook her head, she couldn't believe this! She was so stressed at the moment, she pushed past them both as he chased after her but she ran to the staff room where a male orderly named (O/n) looked at her worried.