You Love I? (Yandere! Fem! Canada x Fem! Popular! Reader

E I G H T E E N

You screamed and fell on your knees, "Why?!" You yelled out gripping tightly to your leg. It was bleeding profoundly and the pain spread rapidly, you kept yelling and screaming in agony. Madeline seem to snap out of her deep trace, realization hit her hard. "(Your Name)! " She took a step forward but you shaked your head and refusing to be near her. "S-Stay away from me!!" She jumped back, not knowing how to respond. 'Was it me that hurt her?' she thought to herself. You began to crawl away from her desperate to get away from Madeline. You pushed and pulled yourself to the kitchen, trying to escape from her but was difficult with the intense pain in your leg. You stumble across the Chef's dead body, his eyes were wide open and mouth a gapped. It's eye were staring back at you, you let out a series of sobs. "This can't be happening..."

"(YOUR NAME)?! WHERE ARE YOU?!" You heard her yell. "No..no.no.no.no.no..." You muttered, pushing yourself to your limits trying to ignore the pain. You made it to the kitchen and you saw a opened cabinet. You had no choice to hide, you didn't have time to run away not at your state.

Madeline walked in the kitchen looking around for you. Pots were scattered around, the stove was on, and her eyes captured a trail of blood. Her lips curled into a smile and she followed the trail of blood leading to rather large cabinet. She took soft long steps towards it, almost if she taunting you. She slammed open the cabinet but found nothing inside. Madeline's wide eyes stared at the cans of tomato soup, no sight of you. Later her eyes spotted an open exit door. Her biggest fear came to reality, she sprinted out the door frantically and desperately looking for you. She only saw an endless vast of nothing, and off to the distance she heard sirens.

You heard her footsteps faintly off to the distance. You removed your hands from you mouth that prevented you to make any noise. You felt your vision blur, you felt very exhausted and weary. You looked at your leg, your pants were soaked in your own blood. You pushed the cabinet open. You were glad Madeline looked at the wrong  kitchen cabinet or else you would have never escaped her. However you were to tired to move a muscle, you were half way out of the musky cabinet before going into a slumber. You breathed heavily and you heard soft footsteps stopping infront of you. "M-Madeline...” you called out, voice hoarsed and desperate for water. Your vision began to see black spots everything begins to lose its color. You turned pale and sickly, you didn't know how much longer you could stay awake. All you could hear was sirens and the sound of your heart beat fading away.

Choice A?

Or

Choice B?