Deals With The Devil (Chris MotionlessXreader)

Betrayal

'Is this really necessary?' Josh asked, curling up in a little ball at the end of my bed. We were on a cruise, heading straight for the place I knew Chris had taken (Y/n). Devin was fiddling with his nails, ripping them off and sticking them back on repeatedly. I had dragged him, Josh and Ryan along to take care of (Y/n) in case things got violent. Ryan, however refused to sleep in the same room as us and was probably with some girl. 'Ricky,' Josh shouted, catching my attention 'why're we doing this? I thought it was good for Chris and (Y/n) to leave.'
'Have you forgotten who Chris is? Have you forgotten about all the people he's fooled, corpses he's defiled, lives he's taken! He's destroyed whole realities!'
'He saved us...for the most part...he's done good things, too.'
'He saved a girl, that's all he's ever fucking done! He doesn't deserve (Y/n)!'
'Shut your fucking mouth!' I was suddenly ripped away from Josh by the sound of Devin screaming at me from the bathroom entrance. I shifted in my spot on the eloquently styled single bed that was closer to the entrance of the room. The was one other bed that pressed against the wall, a bed that Devin happily claimed. He had been quiet most of the trip but something was irking him and it was relating to Chris. 'You have no fucking clue what it's like to be him! You have no fucking idea!'
'How would you know?' I retaliated. 'He murdered you! How can you stick up for him?'
'I was forced to kill his fucking cousin, that's how! You have no right to judge him!'
'It's not about him...' Josh intervened, looking up with dilated pupils. 'It's about (Y/n)...you're infatuated with her...'
'Shut up. You're a dog, you have no idea what you're talking about.' I growled, eyeing the two idiots who thought they knew who Chris was. '(Y/n)-'
'You love her, that's all it is. You're crazy for her.' Josh cut me off.
'Oh, and like you're not.'
'Not like you. Devin is the same but at least he doesn't crave her like an addict.' Josh was looking slightly more hostile at that point, his white eyes burning with emotion. 'Love and obsession are different.'
'I'm not...I'm not obsessed...'
'...I saw you...when she first arrived, you'd get close to her...you'd feel every part of her that made her weak. You told her everything you wanted to do to her...you kissed her...' Devin became quiet, knowing I was shocked that he saw that event. 'You know that you're charming, you use it against her...'
'Like you don't. You never leave her bloody side.'
'I'm her friend! I can accept that she loves my best friend! All that matters is that she's happy!'
'He isn't your best friend!' I snapped, standing up from the bed and approaching Devin. My blood was boiling at that point, every part of me wanted to cut him to bits but he wouldn't die from it no matter how much I wanted him to. 'He's a fucking degenerate scumbag with too much time on his hands!'
Slap!
My cheek stung painfully after Devin had struck me across the cheek, silencing me instantly. 'Don't talk about him like that. I promised him that no matter what I'd always love and support him! I don't care if he hates me! I don't care if you or anyone else wants me dead for it! You will not disrespect him like that! You don't know what he's been through! You don't know what it's like being him! You're a dead little child! He's loved with all of his heart, only for everything he's known to be ripped away from him! He's cried enough tears to flood this whole planet! He's broken whole systems of laws for you! Be fucking grateful or shut your fucking mouth!'

'What about...Scotland? Scotland looks nice.' I suggested, looking through a small travel guide I had picked up after Minny's funeral. Funeral wasn't really the word for it, burial was a better way to describe it. There were no words spoken, only the remains of a person being carried away by police.
'Scotland is nice but what about the Netherlands? Never been there before.' Chris suggested, running his slender fingers through my slightly damp hair. 'Or Canada?'
'Too cold. How about Ireland?'
'Too many tourists. How about...how about we just move to Manchester? It's close enough to here that we can catch a bus but far enough that we don't have to deal with Minny's death.'
'We can still visit Scotland, right?' I asked, lifting myself up from beside him and straddling myself on his waist, my open palms pressed against his chest.
'Of course we can. I may need to return back to the circus to retrieve some things, howev-'
'No!' I snapped, puffing my cheeks out childishly. 'I want to be rid of that awful place...you're not the same when you're in that place...' I lowered my voice and leaned down, my hair brushing against his pale neck. 'I want you to rid yourself of that place...'
'You never want to go back?'
'Never...not in a million years...'
'What about Devin?'
'He...I'll miss him...more than I can express, in fact...but I know he'll understand. I hope he's okay...'
'...I could...I could bring him with us...he and I have a sort of spiritual bond, I can bring him here...' Chris suggested, catching my attention.
'You could? What about Josh? Or Ryan and Ricky?'
'Them, too. We're all connected. If I feel something strong and pure, so do they- besides Devin of course.'
'You bastard!' I heard somebody shout from behind the front door. There was a small click of the lock, followed by Ricky busting in with the most heartbroken expression I had ever seen. 'You promised us that you'd never abandon us!' I listened as Ricky complained and shouted whilst Josh stood silently behind him, hands awkwardly cupped to his chest. I hopped off Chris , giving him room to stand up and stretch.
'I wasn't abndo-'
'No! No! Shut up! Shut up, I don't want to fucking hear it! You're a monster! You were going to leave us, weren't you?'
'No.' While Ricky screamed at Chris, I slipped out from under the bedsheets and towards the door, slipping past the two of them and wandering down the hall. I knew Josh was tailing behind me but I preferred it that way.
'...why do you guys always have to ruin things for me?' I muttered, tears welling in my eyes as Josh sped beside me and dropped his hand onto my shoulder. 'I care about you all but...every time...every time I'm about to become happy one of you ruin it...' I sobbed quietly, halting slowly and turning to face Josh. 'I just want Chris and I to live happily together! W-Why is that so much to ask?'
'...love makes us do stupid things, (Y/n). We all live in different ways. Ricky is protective, Ryan is cold, I'm uncontrollable and Devin is silent...we can't help it...that's the way Chris is.'
'You're not making any sense!' I shouted, a boiling feeling bubbling up in my chest that was only silenced when Josh leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine. My whole body froze but I somehow felt used to it. He made me feel safe. It was a different kind of comforting, like Chris was the person in front of me and not Josh. The moment our lips separated, he pressed his hand to my cheek and let a lonely gleam take over his eyes.
'(Y/n), run...don't come back. Devin is waiting at the docks for you, go there. He's going to take you somewhere safe, where none of us can harm you...Don't tell anyone where you're going, don't look at whatever ship you get on. Just go there and shut your eyes.' Nothing made sense anymore. My heart was racing like an animal and the only thing I could do was suddenly turn around and run. I ran far, towards the exact location Josh told me to. My legs felt unstable, the wind blew the tears from my eyes and the only comfort I got was when I made it to the docks. Devin sat cross-legged outside of the entrance, fiddling with a 5x5 Rubik's cube. The moment I stumbled towards him, his head shot up. I was a trembling mess, my heart was racing, limbs were twitching, breathing was ragged and I couldn't help but gasp every few seconds through the fear and anxiety. He stood up, shoving the complex puzzle into a small black bad that hung from a long strap around the crook of his neck. I noticed the way it uncomfortably cut into his skin but I couldn't care.
'Come on...close your eyes.' I couldn't say no, I was too frail to think for myself. I knew that even if I closed my eyes, Chris would find me. He never failed to.

'Hey, look. This is the same room that I stayed in coming here.' Devin commented, a calm smile spread across his lips. I clung to his hand, still refusing to open my eyes. I didn't want to, I wanted to believe I was still in London with Chris, planning where we'd run away to. Instead, I was on a large cruise ship on its way to somewhere unknown. Devin refused to tell me until we were well away from London. 'Please try to act happy...we went through a lot to get you...'
'I didn't want anyone to come get me...I hate this...'
'Why did you come here if you didn't want to?'
'I didn't know what the fuck was going on! I want to go home!'
'It doesn't matter what you want! If I didn't do this, they'd all die! You'd be all alone and I'd probably be buried underground! Just stop thinking about yourself for a minute and listen to me!'
'What if I don't fucking care about you or what you have to say? You're fucking dead to me! You and everybody else! Fuck Josh, fuck Ricky, fuck Ryan, fuck all of you!' I dug my nails into his flesh until I could feel his flesh collecting under my nails. He didn't bleed but he certainly knew what I was doing. He had turned to face me, our hands still together.
'You don't mean that...'
'Chris and I were going to bring you guys with us until you fucked everything up...you're all fucking idiots.' I yanked my hand away from his and glared at Devin with murderous eyes. 'The moment the ship stops moving, I don't want to see you again.'