Assassin's Creed | What If's

Closed Doors

A/n: WARNING DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH:

SELF-HARM, SUICIDE, AND NEGATIVE THOUGHTS! You have been warned.

THIS WILL BE A REMINDER:

A key element in a relationship is communication. It is an assurance that anything between has nothing to worry or something to worry about. Opening your heart to your partners seals the deal every time,

This is an oneshot of Alexios and 'Female' Reader Modern AU.

Another warning, this will depressive and a little angsty, and a few curse words.

Alexios POV:

I ran as fast as I could to our house, I pant so hard that I run like an olympian. I grabbed the doorknob and twist it vigorously it was locked. I bang the door screaming her name, " (Y/n)! (Y/n)! Open the door! Please!" No answer, I tried again and calling her. No answer, my heart is pounding and I'm worried sick. " Come on, please don't fucking do this!" I shouted from the outside, checking from the window and I looked down on the floor I see the mess, all cluttered up.

I went around the house and check if the back door is unlocked, "Malaka!" I cursed under my breath, she knows her ways to lock me outside of the house. But what reason? She texted me 30 minutes ago, just one word on her text.

'Goodbye. '

That's it, and I have many things going on in my head what will happen to her, only one thing I fear- is killing herself. That's why I ran back to the house to check on her, I pray for the gods that she wouldn't kill herself! Please... The more I feel heavy and worry about this, my eyes started to brim with tears. I tried to hold it in, but I just can't help it, I tried to pry the backdoor open but it won't budge. Using my strength to push down the door but it can't, it hurt my left shoulder a little. To the corner of my eye, I see the basement door, gladly it's unlocked, I went through the basement and went upstairs that's connected to our living room.

I stopped to see the mess around the floor, and one thing I knew something caught my attention. " Oh no... NO!" A small puddle of blood is there, I could tell she cut herself. I run upstairs quickly, muttering to myself "Please, please, please, please-" begging for the gods not to take her away. I reached our bedroom door and when I opened it, my eyes went round, gasps and tears running down my cheeks. I tremble so much, to see the horror and it seems my fear is becoming a reality.

I see the rope tied around her neck and a huge fresh cut wound on her left wrist, the knife was on the floor and her blood dripping out from her skin. Seeing her body hanging apart from the ceiling, I thought I was too late until I hear her choking. She's still alive! " (Y/n)! " I rushed and helped her cut the rope as fast as I could, her body dropped on my shoulder and carrying her in a bridal style. I felt her skin, she's starting to get cold. I ran outside to find a way to go to the hospital, I look down to see her pale skin " hang on (y/n) you're going to be alright!" I told her, I screamed for help around our neighborhood and a random car came to us, the window rolled down to see Kassandra and told us to get in the car.

I carefully got in the car at the back holding (y/n), and we sped off to the hospital. I cradled (y/n) on my arms, more tears coming down my cheeks. I can't stop trembling, seeing her getting hurt. "I'm sorry, " I mumbled over and over again. Then Kassandra blurted out "Don't worry, brother we're almost there!" She said. We arrived at the hospital, seeking doctors to help us. The nurses and a doctor arrived and they put (Y/n) on a hospital bed, I was supposed to go with her but the nurse stopped me, " I have to be with her!" I told the nurse, " You can't sir, you have to wait until we tell you the news!" The nurse dashes away to the door, and I was left here in the middle of the hallway.