Yours- Yandere!Logicality, Book 2 (Sanders Sides)

•TWENTY-SEVEN•Last Words•

The pouring down rain slowly began to let up into a drizzle as Patton opened his eyes. He grumbled, reaching his hand up to the side of his head and rubbing it.

It hurt... badly.

But when brought his hand down and he looked at it, Patton saw blood- and Patton saw lots of it.

"Oh my god," he muttered, instantly becoming terrified. He tried to sit up but his left shoulder still had a bullet in it, and he whimpered, falling back down.

Where was the bullet? Patton wasn't sure. His head hurt though, so that told him it might be somewhere there. But he didn't feel blood, he didn't feel it dripping, not anywhere on his head. He laid on the ground, utterly terrified and feeling around on his head until he felt it.

The bullet.

It was...

Lodged inside of his ear.

Patton's ear was completely red at this point, it was bleeding from having been shot and because of the loud noise that had happened. He also couldn't hear anything out of it, as a high-pitched ringing noise was the only thing he was able to hear from that ear. He started freaking out at the fact that there was a bullet lodged in his ear, when he realized something.

...It was his ear.

Not his head, not his brain. Not his chest. Not his shoulder. No where important. It was his ear.

And Patton... was going to live.

Patton sighed out a very relieved sigh, leaning back fully into the muddy grass. He smiled, feeling rain drops splatter on his face from above.

He was alive.

...But someone else might not be.

"Ah, shit... fu- holy shit."

Patton found the strength to sit up, and he saw Remy, lying across from him. Patton's eyes traveled along his body until they landed on his knife. It was lodged right in the middle of his chest. Remy was breathing deeply, lying still on the ground, obviously trying not to freak himself out too much.

Remy was stabbed. Patton wasn't shot.

Remy was hurt. Patton wasn't.

...

"Wow... I- I guess you won, huh, darling?" Remy stuttered out. Patton slowly and carefully got to his feet, walking over to him. He stood over him, honestly unsure of what to do.

He... he did it.

He finally defeated Remy.

...

He should be happy. He should be happy- right? Why... why wasn't he? He had been dreaming of doing this for so long, and now that he had done it...

"...But at what cost?" Remy continued what he had been saying.

Patton took a deep, shakey breath. That's right- at what cost? Nine other people were dead, and this murder would make Patton's body count in the double digits. Ten. Ten.

Ten lives were lost for the sake of his husband who was never actually in danger in the first place.

...Was it really all for nothing?

"I think it was, hon." Remy answered Patton's thought. Patton stared at him confused for a moment, and Remy just chuckled.

"What?" Remy asked. "What are you feeling? Empty? Lost? Confused? Like your life has no meaning to it anymore? Get used to it."