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

But Will You Still Be Alive? (Y/N)

I have no idea where I am but I know what I'm in. Good to see my old friend again!
The cell.
It pisses me off to be in here. I get angrier and angrier by the hour.

The only thing keeping me sane is that voice in my head. The one that sounds like Red, just a tad deeper.
Am I going crazy?

"Here's your meal you swain." One of Nick's 'friends' said. "You must be glad I'm handcuffed. Because I would slap you right across the fucking face right now." I said sternly, taking my food which was a can of beans, a water, and a spoon to eat with.

"Like that would ever happen. I'm not sca-" before he could finished, I lunged at him, making him fall backwards.
"I'd like to disagree with that. Oh my lord, your face is amazing!" I laughed at his scared, merciful face.

He quickly gets up and runs out of the area. I can hear him yelling, saying "That bitch is crazy!" And, "You still wanna keep her here and alive!?"
I laugh to myself. I really am changing.
And I think I love it.

I'm more scary
Powerful
And worst of all...

Genocide~

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Shitty, I know
I wrote this on the bus so I tried tbh haha
😩👌🏻 Much love to all of you for sticking up with this book even if the updates take 48462836 years to finish.
I love you guys so much and I hope I can end this book with a good ending that may come as a surprise to all of you.

I may not have any ideas for it but, maybe in the future.

I hope you guys have a nice day/night/ year!
2017 isn't really being nice to me atm but I'll get through things. Much love! 🖤🖤🖤