Leon Kennedy Imagines/Oneshots

13. Savior

A/n sorry for not updating lately, haven't had the time plus I am kind of running out of ideas.

Warning mentions of self harm and attempted suicide.

If any one struggles with it, you can dm me and I will listen I know what it's like.

Y/n's POV

I watched the rain fall down the window. Each tiny droplet of water sliding down... and down... and down even further.

I sigh escapes my lips, I was tired. This time more than usual.

Even though I seem to be sleeping well... It doesn't help the tired feeling go away. I sip my tea (or coffee) huddled in my (F/C) blanket. It was calm today, nothing much to do.

I saw little children playing in the rain, a soft smile placing itself on my teary-eyed face. I remember playing in the rain as a child.

It was fun to have that much fun, doing something so innocent.

It's been days since I've talked to anyone, the most I've heard from was Leon. He was getting worried sick. He was going on a mission today, he was leaving in just a few minutes. I sigh, looking to the clock on the stove.

His plane would be taking off by now. He would be gone...

I know how he is though, he always seemed to be interested in Ada. He's probably thinking of her now. My heart breaks thinking of him like this, I can't... I shouldn't...

I place my (Tea/coffee/hot drink) aside. Getting up, moving the blankets off of me. I head to the phone seeing I have multiple voice mails from Leon. One from my ex. For some reason I thought it was a good idea to listen to it.

It wasn't.

He was saying that he was "sorry" for what he did. I wasn't any good enough for him. We both knew that. So I texted a reply to him, stating that I wasn't fazed by it. And I wouldn't deal with it any longer. Just a simple message, doubting that he would understand. I head to my book shelf, grabbing my journal.

Day 15...

Well... I guess this is it. I wrote carefully. This is probably gonna be my last day. And I can't do it any longer. Everything is so... So confusing... I can't handle it... I know if Leon found out... It'd ruin everything. Why do I have to like him? All he ever talks about ( when it's about women) is Ada... How can I compare? If he talks that much about her? I've got no chance... None at all. The self harm has gotten worse, the scratches on my arms aren't completely fading away. It takes a miracle to hide it from Leon. Sometimes I wish I could tell him... But I can't I just can't. And I can't face him- There's a loud bang on the door.

"Y/n? Open up. It's me Leon!" He tries to open the door. I can't bring myself to move. Why is he here? Why now?

"What do you want?" I call. Wiping my eyes.

"Y/n... Please... Please let me in I need to talk to you."

"I don't feel like it." I reply calmly as possible.

"Y/n... what are you doing in there?"

"why would you care?"

" Because I do Y/n! Let me in!"

"No." All of a sudden the door opens, and I quickly open the window. Ready to jump. I ease off of it, Leon's hand catches mine. Pulling me up. But he almost lets go. And I change my mind... I don't want to die like this... I hold onto his hand as he pulls me back through the window. I land on top of him. I scramble to my feet, moving across the room standing where I left my journal.

And he picks it up. I put my head down. Tears springing to my eyes. I didn't want to be around when he read it.

"You... Like me...?" I look up to him, his eyes gaze softly into mine. I hide my head. I hear his footsteps coming closer to me. He looks to my arms. " He called me because of your message... Y/n.... I..."

"I know you don't feel the same so just go." He turns me around and I am forced to look at him.

"I don't like Ada. Ada was more of a distraction from my feelings." he sighs. " I didn't know you liked me back... I thought I was the only one." I look up to him.

He gently places a kiss to my lips. I kiss back.

"I love you too much... Please don't do that again."

"I won't... I love you more than anything else..."