The Crafting Dead (Nick X Reader Fanfic) --Discontinued--

Chapter 7: Feelings & Fears

(Y/n) POV:

I was in a dark and scary place.

I couldn't see anything.

Couldn't breathe.

But I felt something warm.

I saw Nick kissing me!

"N-n-Nick!?"

He looked up but then vanished.

Then I saw a light.

I woke up from my coma. I couldn't breathe. I saw Jin asleep in a chair but woke up to my coughs and gasp for air. "H......help" was I could. "NICK! I NEED HELP!" Jin yelled. Nick busted through the door. "Put this on her!" Jin handed him some odd thing. He did what he was told and I could finally breathe again. But I was so weak, I tried to stand only to get pushed down by Nick. "You need to rest. After your well rested you will tell us everything from the beginning from now. Understood?" Nick said with pity in this eyes. "Yeah I will, but for now I'm going to sleep, night Nick. Love you" WAIT OH NO! I SAID I LOVED HIM! Jin heard and stared at me with a smirk on his face. Nick stood in awe. "I MEAN AS A FRIEND! YEAH AS A FRIEND....... HAHAHA NIGHT!" that's when my face went from bright red to a tomato red. I threw the pillow on my head and fell asleep pretty fast.

~Dream~

Ugh, where am I? I see Nick off in the distance. "Hi, Nick what's up!" he turned around with tears in his eyes and blood everywhere. "You killed them....YOU KILLED THEM ALL! I TRUSTED YOU!" he screamed while picking up a 44 magnum. "N-nick I wouldn't hurt anyone! you know that!" I said while backing away. He got closer until he stopped, he aimed his gun and shot at my heart. I saw images of the past few years. The beatings. The torture. No love, family, friends to save me from my abusive adoptive family. Then I saw white.

~End Of Dream~

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" I screamed in a high pitched tone. Doctor Jin wasn't in the room so I decided to cry. I remember the marks the people that adopted me gave me. I think Doctor Jin saw them. *Knock Knock Knock* "hey you ok in there?" someone asked. But all I did was crying. "I'm coming in," the person said. I saw it was Nick. He came up to me and pulled me into a hug. "What's wrong?" He asked stroking the stands of (h/c) out of my face. "Family...abuse...nightmares.." was all I could say before crying again. Everyone in the white house heard but not the people on guard duty heard and came in the room I left. I heard a lot of 'are you ok' or 'what's wrong' I noticed Nick still hugging me and I freaked out. Everyone and Nick looked at me like they felt sorry for me. Nick tried to touch me but I used the last of my energy to jump out of bed and go near a window close by. Nick looked hurt but had understand in his eyes. "What happened? Was it a dream?" Nick asked I nodded. Everyone took a seat a little bit away from me. Jin looked at me like he needed to talk to me. "What was it about?" Jess asked. "I...I was in a black room...I saw Nick and all of your bodies there. But Nick was alive, I said hi and he turned around and shouted I killed you all. It's my fault. He then grabbed the nearest weapon which was a 44 magnum and shot me in my heart....." I was crying during the story and everyone looked so sad Nick had a more hurt expression like what I said is going to kill him. I tried to get up but couldn't. I forgot that the crazy chef had cut me on my leg and I couldn't walk. The bandages were soaked in blood. Nick ran to my side along with Jin, they patch me up and Jin left but Nick stayed

"When you said I killed you....it hurt. I don't want you dead. I need alive. When I was in there before....and you said love you, what did you mean...." Nick said with tears brimming in his eyes. "I...I..I like you....but I can't get hurt not again!" I said while shivering at the moments when I arrived at my new home. I loved my family even though they abused me. "What do you mean' get hurt again'...." he said, all I did was lift the back of my shirt and he could see the slices, whip marks and burns. "You were abused! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!" he screamed. I flinched at his voice. "I thought you trusted me..." my heart shattered at his words. Now I have no one... he saw me breathing heavily and not moving, it was a panic attack. He tried to help but I shoved him away, I fell to the floor and crawled my way to the door, 'no one will ever like me... I should just jump off the roof! they won't miss your repeated over and over again. Nick looked angry like my adoptive father would when he was drunk. He got close to me and grabbed me by the arms. "NO! LET ME! P-PLEASE NO MORE BEATINGS!" I yelled as I thrashed around in this grip "I'M NOT GOING TO HURT YOU! I'M PUTTING YOU BACK ON THE BED! WHY DON'T YOU TRUST ME! I LOVE YOU AND CARE FOR YOU AND YOU DON'T TRUST ME! It kills me....

He loves me.....