My Personal Virus (A BEN Drowned x Reader fanfic)

It's Strange

(BEN)

Apparently, torture wasn't enough, the more it happens the worse the situation gets. Eventually, I have to lock her up just like Rapunzel, and I have to act just like the evil witch. I was even surprised at myself, I managed not to murder someone out of rage which is a new record. I was secretly glad that I held it all in, they think I'm too dumb to find out what they have been doing. Perhaps I'll just keep this up until I found another way to fulfill my desires.

There I was again, staring. I don't know the complete reason for this but I keep convincing myself it's simply an observation. I would stare for long periods of time until something pulls me back on track, it's mostly annoying though I couldn't bring myself to complain about it. My gaze was always on her face, I would sometimes imagine her different facial expressions out of boredom. Of course, I only stare when she's asleep or unaware, but I will avoid doing so due to having the possibility of being caught.

The scars, the almost healed burns, and her pale complexion, it made me frustrated to see it because it was all caused by me. I did enjoy inflicting pain towards her, the results were always worth it but for some unknown reason, I was angry upon seeing the results of my tortures. She hardly speaks anymore, it's not like I wanted her to though it somehow made me uncomfortable not hearing a voice that belonged to her. She's always acting like a statue, staying in place and position yet again I couldn't bring myself to complain about it. Every time I would feed her she would always eat whenever I'm not around, it infuriates me, to be honest, well at least she's helping her pathetic self.

Days would pass this way, the same plain [Name]. Just as expected, that pathetic entity named Helen didn't dare to come to see her like before, it comes to show that he deeply cared for her and that I hate. I shouldn't have chosen him to look after her while I was gone, sure I made a mistake and I admit that but the point is they should NOT have mutual feelings towards each other. Oh, it's too cliche! Two people that care for each other and help one another in times of tragedy, soon they realize their feelings towards each other as they come to confess only to have that sickening happily ever after. It's absolute bullshit, people are just too pathetic to realize it.

My attention has been taken away by the howling wolf in the distance, my eyes glanced at the window where the full and bright moon shone so brightly but more gracefully than the sun. Once again I was staring at her sleeping figure as I did for the past few days, she looked so calm and relaxed despite the terrible things that happened to her. 

How does she do it?

Unfortunately, I couldn't find the answer to that peculiar question. [Name] was nothing but insignificant, a wilting rose in the dry dirt. Despite being wilted, she was a rose, and roses are beautiful. Suddenly I collided my hand to my face, it didn't hurt but hopefully, it got rid of that stupid thought. Yes, she's pretty...pretty pathetic. I small laugh exited my mouth. I didn't know how much hours have passed but I found myself once again staring at her figure, with an unknown purpose but to watch her statue-like state.

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I didn't have any regrets upon deciding to let [Name] play on her N64, her statue-like state was replaced with her natural movements right in front of the television with the controller in hand. Currently, she has been playing Ocarina of Time, she has been improving lately since she finally eats right in front of my face without trying to hide it whatsoever. Her [Eye Color] eyes that I will always catch staring blanking at the game with determination, I somehow didn't bother her but rather took the chance to observe her movements. At some occasions, she would groan, gasp, grunt and some other sounds that were created without words.