❤Alex Hirsch X Reader One-Shots❤

☁123☁ || Sinner. {Special}

~700 Followers Special~

Alexander's P.O.V

A tiring day at work, my back is hurting like I was carrying someone. My legs weak like I was walking for days. My mouth dry, I was dying for some water. I am much stressed lately with work and being in need for an assistance and help. Wind was blowing making the leaves move in their own way, everything seemed pale. I walked past a coffee shop, the smell of fresh-brewed coffee being around the place, I could feel my insides warm for a second before turning cold and arid again. The sky was a white wall, different shades of blue were spilled everywhere. Some birds flew above my head, they were black as the dark night. Maybe they were crows, I wasn't too sure and in the mood to analyze it. I had a headache but this wasn't going to stop me. It's Valentine's Day but the whole Los Angeles seemed palish like someone had stolen their hot golden sun, like the deep foamy ocean was drowning from my mistakes and my lies, like the dark green forests were turning to ashes one by one, the trees were going down without a fight. My hands in my hot chilly red jacket, the fingers playing with my house's keys bored. How I could not wait to return to the warmness of my sweet home, my loving Y/n waiting for me under the blankets in front of the fireplace as the fire's becoming wilder every minute. Her hands heated, her fingers wrapped around a Christmas mug filled with green tea, her sipping a bit now and then satisfied, crumbs of caramel biscuits around her scratched lips. The whole living room having the smell of black chocolate and strawberries, a heart-shaped cake on the wooden table in the kitchen waiting patiently for me. The weather may not be good enough for a walk out or lunch in an expensive restaurant but it is perfect for staying one with your loved ones. Laughing, eating the cake she made and cuddling in front of the fire, this is why I like those winter nights. And every time I hear her saying "I love you" I die from my happiness, I smile wide wanting to hold her in my arms for the eternity. And every time her lips are on mine, I fly high, little colorful fireworks exploding in my stomach. My lips turned to a smile seeing the front door before unlocking stepping in. Facing no one, I was left confused with questions. The living room a mess, the fire dead. A cup lying peacefully on the wooden floor, around it spilled a hot drink, tea. An unpleased surprise had got in my path as I ran towards the kitchen facing there a mess too. The floor covered in chocolate cake and whipped cream, a crimson liquid on the wall making my eyes widen.

"I hid her in my heart but that wasn't enough.

I hid her in the woods that are near my house, I hope she'll survive."

Terror filled my body, my soul's weak, I was more than shocked. Someone had taken my love away from me, some had kidnapped my broken angel, someone was enough BRAVE to touch her body with his filthy hands. I felt more feelings than just torn apart, I felt anger clouding my eyes, not letting me see right. Sadness, she could be hurt bleeding to death. I walked out blocking my view, I declined not wanting to see the rest of the house, couldn't deal with any more new bloodstained rooms. My way towards the forest was a calm and pleasant walk, my steps were light, steady and slow. My breathing the same, my amber eyes half-opened. I was not tired anymore, just bored. I had to find my girlfriend before a mad man kills her. She was mine, anyways, both body and soul, not some dirty fucker's. When I reached the woods, I started calling her, screaming for her to appear. My face soften, finding my y/n under a burned tree, a white cloth around her e/c eyes, it had some brown stains, Her hands behind her back tied with thick ropes on her knees begging for a savior. Her lips slightly parted, pale and red gasping for air. "Alex, is that you?" Her voice was harsh, deep. Her neck probably terse like mine. "It's me, darling." She wimped out hearing my voice, tears streaming down her rose cheeks making my heart catch on fire, turning into blackness like the pine trees. "Please don't h-hurt me!" She sobbed in fear of me making me sigh, she was starting to make me pretty mad. "I would never my love.." i smiled sweetly walking behind her to untie her. She wasn't trusting me, i could feel it but couldn't understand the reason.

"All this is a mistake, you don't need her."

A deep voice kept talking to me, declining to stop. I could hear my voice in my mind, it was so deep and harsh.

"In your pocket, you have a pocketknife. You have done it before, it won't be your first time."

It was whispering lies, faults, I couldn't think right. It took the control, I lost what I had.

"Get the job done, Alexander."

I took hesitately the knife from the blue pocket, the blade had blood on it and it was terse. I have done this, before? What?

My hand moved itself on its own making the blade touch her skin, her neck. She understood my motives, my acts. She didn't sob, she knew it was the end.

"Oh lord, oh lord i'm begging you please.."

Her words felt dry, poisonous. Her tongue a weapon that could break me.

"y/n?"

The voice whispered, it was sick. I grinned, the blade felt so good, my fingers sweaty around it. Like I have done this before.

"I get the job done."

It took a moment, a second and she was all mine, my arms wrapped around her body. The knife besides me with new blood on it. A corspe lying on my knees as i had kneeled down holding her tight. I was sobbing, I killed the only person i ever loved. Every voice was silent, the nature didn't make any sounds. Flashbacks, flashbacks of me stealing her from our home, writing the messages on the walls. Bringing her here, covering her small hands with bruises and marks. I destroyed her life, my life, our lives.

"What have i done.."

No answer ever came back.

❝Don't care if he's guilty,
Don't care if he's not.
He's good and he's bad
And he's all I got.
Oh lord, oh lord,
I'm begging you please.
Don't take this sinner from
Me.
Oh, don't take this sinner from
Me...❞