Sweet Sense (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 37

(Every drawing that is sketched like this is my drawings. Have fun reading! Also warning, to this chapter. Self harming.)

You breathed heavily and slumped down the hall, walking to the elevator.

Sweat dribbled down your forehead, your muscles aching.

You had forgotten how difficult it is to deep clean a pool.

Your finger pressed against the button, the elevator doors opening. You lazily walked in and pressed the button that was labeled,

Floor 4

After a short amount of time the machine dinged, signaling the arrive. The doors spread open and you exited the elevator.

You gently scratched the side of your neck as you made your way down the hall, passing other rooms to get to yours.

Suddenly, you stopped.

Your ears perched up and stiffened on top of your head.

A soft, weeping sound was muffled in the room behind you. Slowly, you turned your head and stepped to the door. The sobbing worsened, but you were able to make out some words.

"I'm s-sorry..."

You lifted your head and sniffed, trying to smell the scent of the person crying.

You smelled salty tears, a male, and..

Blood.

Human blood.

Quickly, you opened the door, the lock breaking by the pure strength from you. The room was dark, and gloomy. The crying stopped, and you heard the male gasp.

"What the hell are you doing, Al..?"

Your voice was trembling, your ears flattened on your head, at the sight you saw in front of you.

Al, sitting on his knees beside his bed, a blade pressed against his pale wrist.

Crimson dripped from the slit, onto the brown carpet .

You swiftly got down in front of him and threw the knife from his grasp, holding his hands together in your claws.

This broke your heart, black tears weld up in your eyes. You bit your bottom lip and held in a cry, it stinging the back of your throat.

"Why? Why? Why would you do this?" You pulled his hands up to your face, rubbing them softly on your cheek. "How could you do this?"

Al numbly looked up at you, expecting a glare but instead he saw you holding back tears.

The human pulled his hands away from you and raised them defensively. "Dear! Oh, I'm so sorry! I-I don't mean to make you cry! Please don't cr-"

You interrupted him by grabbing his shoulders and hugging him, burying your face in his neck.

Al's eyes widened and he froze, his hands still in the air.

You started to cry into him, saying, "Please, tell me.." you tightened your grip on the human. "Why you would do something like this.."

You pulled back, staring into Al's eyes. "Please." You sobbed.

It took a moment before Al responded to what you said. He smiled softly at you, lifting his hand and holding your face. His thumb rubbed against your cheek.

"You weren't supposed to see me like this, you shouldn't have saw me like this." Al slowly said, the pain in his wrist beginning to increase. "This is merely a.."