Two Delirious (Delirious x reader) (Book 2)

Don't Make Assumptions

I was wondering around his house knowing he wasn't kidding when he said I can't leave till I get better. I groan out, feeling beyond tired. I plop on the couch, my body warming suddenly as I am slowly falling asleep. I groan as I feel a hand on my head. "kitten?" I hear Delirious softly speak the old nickname.

"What..." I drag out the word, holding myself. My h/c hair falling from my face as I tilt my head back. I open my e/c eyes, anger lacing my face.

"You know you can sleep in my bed..." He smiles and that's when I notice how close he is.

"I want to sleep here, now leave me alone." My voice was hoarse. I slowly fix myself into a non painful, but very comforting position. I growl when a hand touched my side. Delirious chuckled at me when I nipped at the hand that reached for my head.

I groan at myself when he pecked my head, his lips gently caressing the side of my head. I growl again, standing up. My side May be healed but I wasn't able to stay awake for long. And Delirious seemed to want to take care of me more than I wanted to stay... Is he not affected by almost killing me?

"Hm, kitten?" He smirked, pulling the cover he collected from the closet, "you've gotten very sick." He sighs out his words before I reach for my phone.

"I know who's got something to finish up my heal job." I say dialing the number. Delirious watching me as I am pulled into the motion sickness of moving too much. My mouth forming words and my voice exiting as I ask the only person in the gang for some medication to get rid of a big sickness.

"Cypher?" She says in my ear as I swing in and out of consciousness, "cypher, I'll be there in five." She said in my ear.

"I'm not at my place..." I sigh into the phone. Why was I sick so suddenly.

"I know. I can track your phone... I'll be there with my supplies." She sounded too worried for me.

Delerious

She hung up the phone and I grabbed it from her pale hand. Why was she so sick? I watch as she started shivering and looking worse. Who was she talking to. Then someone bursts through the door. "Move!" This female growls, she was soon by y/n's side.

She studied y/n, she was hellbent on making sure y/n was alright. Something in her eye said she wouldn't let y/n die.

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So much time had passed and y/n was looking much better. Her e/c eyes still hidden by their lids but she was looking healthier. "Why was she so sick?!" The female demanded, "and why are you even near her."

I looked at the female, "I'm an old friend of hers." I said hating that word.

"You fit the description of the man who tried to kill her." She was cleaning her supplies up as she said that.

"You have no right to say I am her near killer. She kills for a living now and she's doesn't pay mind to their families!" I yell out.

"And you made her that way. Had you not scarred her mentally she wouldn't be here as a gang leader." She shot back. This brown haired female was protecting the woman who was a gang leader and saying it was my fault.

"So what if I ALMOST KILLED HER!" I sneer, "I had no control over my emotions nor body, all I could do is watch as my body did it's own thing!"