Boyfriend to Death X Reader

Strade X Reader- Run for your life

You just wanted to have a fun time at the bar, you just wanted to find someone to love. You never wanted any of this, you never asked for him to appear. "What have I done to deserve this?" You prayed to God every night before you fell asleep on the cold basement floor. You were scared, you were hungry, you were cold. Every time he offered food, you would just smile like a scared kitten shaking your head no. But little did you know that today your life would change, it was up to you what it's going to be like: For the better? Or for the worst?

You lifted your head groggily when you heard his footsteps coming down the stairs. He smiled at you and went into his pocket for a energy bar. He dangled it in front of your face almost teasingly while your stomach rumbled of hunger.

Strade: Good morning sweetie, are you hungry yet?

You looked down avoiding his gaze and shook your head solemnly no. He stroked your hair and got up laughing joyfully.

Strade: It's been three weeks since you last ate, you're going to die of starvation you know. Then we won't have fun anymore.~

His eyes stared down at you while a deep blush appeared on his face, you knew he was thinking dirty thoughts again. Your heart skipped a beat when you noticed the knife in his hands. "Oh no, please not again." You whimpered silently to yourself. The knife that has cut you so many times, and only stabbed you once in your right shoulder tinted in the light, and bounced off the walls. He licked the blade and snickered watching your eyes turn wide with fear.

Strade: I love that look on your face, it drives me mad.~

He bent down to your level holding the knife up to your forearm.

Strade: Now, let's have some fun, shall we?~

(Y/N): W-wait, Strade...... please......

He sliced your skin swiftly and squeezed it to make your crimson blood flow out from the opening. His face only kept getting a darker red.

Strade: Mmmmmm hmmmmm.~

He licked your blood from the knife and leaned into your to kiss your neck softly while slicing your other arm. You whimpered loudly this time, fear filling your whole body.

(Y/N): Strade, no..... please..... don't do this.....

He laughed and yanked your hair harshly making you scream in pain, it felt like he was trying to rip it from out of your skull.

(Y/N): Strade!!

He pushed his chest up to yours and shoved you to the ground. You felt your legs and elbows scrape, the fire like pain brought tears to your eyes.

Strade: Ahhh yes! Yes, yell my name like that again!

He shoved the knife deep into your stomach making a ear piercing shriek launch out of your mouth. You coughed up blood instantly and yanked at the ropes wildly around your wrists trying to break free. His laugh got more evil, and his pupils got even smaller. "I got to get away, now!" You screamed again when he forcefully pulled the knife out of your stomach. Blood oozed out more, and you suddenly felt faint. "N-no...." With out warning, you kicked him between his legs making him drop the knife. "This is my chance!" You desperately yanked yourself free and grabbed the knife shoving it deep into his hunched over back,

Strade: Ow, you son of a bitch!

You ran up the stairs and flew out the basement door, your vision getting blurred and dizzy while blood oozed our heavily from your cuts and stab wound. "I-I gotta get out of here...." You ran to the door and pulled on the locked knob, banging on it yelling for help. Hoping someone would hear you, but nothing. You heard Strade's footsteps angrily stomp up th stairs.