You've Found me || (Leon Kennedy X Reader) BOOK 3

Chapter Thirty-Four

My heart aches, but I can't seem to be happy knowing that he still cares about me.  He and I never got into a relationship but once it started he ended it. I turn to him, letting me lay on my stomach as my hair falls over my head, aiming at the bed frame. He brings his arm up, lightly rubbing it up and down. His eyes slowly go down like he's thinking about something, he's gonna start a conversation acting like we just didn't have sex.

In my head I sigh, I turn around facing the other way from him. I snuggle close to my blanket feeling his strong arm wrap around me. He snuggles up to me, making me feel his kisses on my shoulder. I slowly blink as I stare at the wall, he then rests his head in the crook of my neck.

"I don't want to do this. We need to protect each other by never being together." He states, I close my eyes wanting to sleep. He said never....meaning it's not temporary. 

I exhale silently and try to sleep, hearing him back off the crook of my neck. After three hours I am unable to sleep, I want to go home, be in my own bed. My eyes open to the darkness, I quietly slip out of bed. I get dressed and leave the bedroom, closing the door softly. Stella, I need her right now, especially since this happened. I left my weapons and grapple gun back there, but I don't want it anymore. 

I head over to the table we talked at, taking the wine bottle. I walk out the room, popping the glass bottle as the elevator goes down. I salute the workers and take a big gulp of the red wine while walking out. I slowly make my way home, already halfway through the bottle, I kick rocks as I walk up the pathway to my house. Before opening the door I sigh and take the last sip, I swallow and lazily push the door open. 

All the lights are off, she might still me sleeping. I don't blame her, she's the best anyways. I smirk and hear something wet as I take a step. I look down not being able to see, I reach down touching the liquid. I hold it up to my nose, smelling the familiar scent. I get the same feeling like I had at the church, how I started being captivated by this...it was blood. I pull it close to my mouth, wanting to taste it. I turn my head and stop myself, I fought it off before, I'll do it again. 

I stand up and turn on the light switch next to me, I turn seeing the porch light turn on. As I turn back I see Stella's body on the ground, surrounded by a pool of blood. I scream in pain as I drop down to my knees, placing the bottle next to me. I cup her face getting blood all over my hands, I cry out as her lifeless body lays there. I hear silent footsteps come near, I look up having tears to continue go down my face. It was a man....it was my father.

I stand up seeing his smirk, I let my last tear fall as his men surround Stella's body and I. My eyes only look at his, he wants me to look around myself, but I want him. 

"Once again you are nothing. You couldn't even protect your little worker here." He says aiming his fingers at her body, letting his palm face up.

"I thought you were dead, both of you." I state, not breaking eye contact.

"Ah yes, your mother. Well I killed her." He bluntly shouts, I feel my anger rising as he doesn't seem to care. "I want to do the same to you."

"Why? All these years have past and you expect me to believe that you came here to kill me?" I scoff.

"Why would I tell you the real reason, Y/N?" So I was correct, he was here for something. "Anyways, I should dispose of you." He signals his men to come after me.

I look around watching them come closer and closer. I swipe up the bottle and break it on the nearest wall.