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

Even If You Die (Y/N)

I wake up to the sounds of whisper-like voices.
My ears began to twitch until I noticed they were exposed! 'Shit! I remember wearing it.. Errr..! They took it off!'

I ran out of the bed I was in and gripped the metal bars of the cell I was in and yelled for...
You know... him.

"Nick! Get your ass over here! You'll be sorry for taking me! And you know it was a mistake!"
Next thing that happened was that I got hit with a baton, right on my side. I backed up and groaned at the feeling of pain.

"Now that I have you shut up, I have some questions." Nick says, putting the baton away. "Why? Why turn to his side? You were sacred and wanted to leave that place!"

I growled. "Well, for one, I got left behind. I got caught. And second, if you actually get to Red, you'll understand." I said rudely to him.

"But, do you know what he has done!? What torture he puts people through!? How much pa-"
"Okay loud mouth, let me tell you something. I do know what things he has done. And for your information, I love that about him. To be honest, I want you dead just as much as he does. I have good aim and I would've shot you there at the base. But I didn't. I wanted to save you so you know how much we could do. But you had to take the shot, didn't you?"

I heard him growl so I smirked and held my leg that had a thick layer of bandages. "You probably saw the look of Red's face when you shot me in the leg to stop me from running. I know you did. His eyes filled with Anger.. Hatred.. Madness.. And so much more.~"

"YOU HAVE NO CLUE WHAT HE HAS DONE TO ME AND MY GROUP!" He yells.

I snickered, "Ooh, I do. You have no idea.~"

"I'm done. Here, take your food. I'll be back." He throws a can of beans and a water bottle through the cell.

"Thank you.~"

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FCUK THIS TOOK TO LONG