I'd never kill you (GamzeexReader)

Im not scared of you

They warned me, they all gave me the same warning. They told me to stay away, don't get too close to him, you’ll end up being found in pieces.

I can hear it, those wretched, disgusting honks getting closer and closer. Why the fuck doesn’t he just kill me already? Why the fuck is he toying with me? God damnit, (y/n)! Dont you dare, don’t you fucking dare start crying on me! You keep running, your legs are becoming painfully numb and heavier by the step. Your dry throat burning as you take another long, heavy, raspy breath.

Honk. Honk. Honk.

I the can feel tears beginning to form at the corner of my eyes. Im terrified. Terrified of how I found my freinds dead. Terrified of witnessing my lover kill my friends in cold blood. Terrified of being killed by the hands of my own lover.

Honk.

My head snaps to sound. I’m trapped, like a animal in a cage. I just stared at the purple blooded troll. Gamzee clothing stained with the blood. His white clown face paint smeared. Three long scars decorated his face. A disgustingly, happy, smile that reached ear to ear plastered on his face.

“Hey there, my motherfucking wicked matesprit.” Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. “I've been all up and searchin for my special human in this motherfucking meteor for a while .” I couldn’t say anything, I just stood there, staring into his twisted colored eyes. “Why the motherfuck are you all up and cryin’ for?” He came closer, closing the distance between us. Honk.. Honk.. Honk.. “My poor little matesprit, crying like a motherfucking wriggerler wanting its Lusus.” He chuckled, reaching out to wipe the tears that were staining my face. He proceeded to rub little circles slowly on my cheekbones honking each time a full circle was completed.

“Who the motherfuck made you spill those clear, salty tears?” He grinned. “Was it your disgusting low blooded friends?” A deep cackled bubbled out of his throat as he loomed over me, nose touching, enough to feel his breath against my face. I opened mouth, wanting to tell him to fuck off but i couldnt. The words got caged in me. My breathing started to hitch. “Come on, my motherfucking matesprit, let me hear that wicked lovely voice come out of those pretty little kissable lips of yours.”

Even more tears started to spill and roll down my cheeks. He’s just missing me with him. Toying with my emotions like a bored spoiled child with a toy. “I-I..” I can’t stop the hiccups that are forming. I can’t stop the sniffling. I can’t stop the shaking of my body. I can’t stop the tears.

“You, scared lil’a mama?” His grip on my face tightened. “Answer me, motherfucker!” “Y-Yes!” “Hehe, motherfuck he.” He bared those long, shiny, animalistic teeth at me as he let out low growl. “You scared of your own motherfucking matesprit!?! You scared of the motherfucking Highblood!?!” “NO!” I yelled. Sniffling as I let go of the breath I didn't realize i was holding. “I’m not scared of you, Gamzee. I’m scared of the things that you can do. I’m scared cause I saw my friends lifeless bodies. I’m scared cause i don’t know if i’ll make out of this room alive. I’m scared that this might have been fault. Im scared of the fact that i was shitty matesprit who couldn't even notice the signs. Im scared that because of me I might end up losing you.”

A roar laughter bubbled out of throt. My knees soon gave out, as i fell down to the ground.

“You think im’a up and kill my motherfucking matesprit?” I nodded. “T-thats what you said, you said you were gonna every single one of us.” “Not you, (y/n). I’d never kill my wicked matesprit.” He knelt down to my height. Took my chin in his hands, forcing me to look his dead in the eye. “I’d never let my mothefucking matesprit die.”