Hooked on lovin'! (Dead By Daylight x reader)

Nurse ~ Therapist

You were feeling depressed once again. This place was getting to you all over. It was only for a while though. You were sure the sadness would pass. You just needed someone to talk to. But who?
Kate was in a trial, Quentin was heavy asleep and David wouldn't understand it...
You sighed.
"Alright, I'm going for a walk. I need to think a little" You said, getting an acepting nod from smoking Bill.
You stepped over the tree log you were sitting on and made your way into the woods.
Cold, silent and dead as usual... it gave you shivers but comfort at the same time. You decided to make your way to the lake. At least that place made some sound. A very little people knew of the existence of this place. Jake would mostly hang around this spot. He showed it to you after all. Claudette sometimes went out here to collect wolf's bane but only when it was very nescessary.

You walked for a longer while, steping over twigs and tree roots. Pushing some bushes out of your way, you found the lake. You walked slowly towards the place, carefuly looking over the edge, seeing your face in the reflection.
"Geez... I don't look really good..." You chuckled a little, finnaly seeing your messy hair and dirty face.
You sat down, tapping with your boots into the lake, making small rings that would go further away from you, growing on their size. As you boredly thought about your time in the entity's realm, you heard a couple of... leaf movements behind you. You decided to not turn around. At least not yet. You tried to get back to your thoughts, but warm air filled around you, making you completly loose interest in your own thoughts.
You felt a very gentle touch on your shouler. That was the last.
You violently turned around, imidiately scooting sideways when you saw who it was.
One of the killers, the Nurse.

She always wore a dusty pillow bag over her head, wearing an old timey nurse uniform that was stained with blood and mud mostly. Her entire outfit was greyed out by the tooth of time.

You scooted away a little more, stopping when you saw the Nurse make a gesture towards you. She sighed tiredly, extending her hand towards you. As a sighn of stop.
"Sorry......" She hoo'd out, imidiately breating in afterwards. Her breath was always shitty, you weren't fully sure why.
"The hell..." You nervously said, resting on your elbows and loosing your shit over a talking killer.
"You..... looked so....... sad...." She always loudly inhaled between her words.
"I'm a.... nurse...... want to... talk abou.... about your problem?" The Nurse lost her breath one second, having to quickly push out her kindly sounding sentence.
"Aren't you supposed to be like... trying to gut me right now?" You carefuly asked, trying to not offend her.
The killer gently floated down to you, seemingly sitting down on the ground.
"Oh hush..." She started.
"I can... I can kill who I..... who I want... when I want......" She said, sounding much more threathening than what she intended to sound like.
"And besides... I'm still... a nurse. I want to...... help" She pushed out again.
"Well that's... comforting" You responded. You didn't really feel like opening up to an unknown person. Let alone a killer. Who knows, she might try and use it against you in some way.

"I... I think I'm good without telling you though. No offense..." You grabbed your legs, pulling them close to your chest.
"I'm studied..." The Nurse tried convincing you one more time, lifting her puffy shoulders.
You sighed in response. It seemed that she was persistent on helping you and there was no way to push her back.
"Fine..." You said, letting the Nurse scooch closer to you.
"I... I feel bad about my family. I left them all alone out there and they don't even know where I went..." You grabbed a strand of grass, ripping it out the ground as you slowly opened up.
"I wonder how they're doing..." You muttered under your breath. You noticed the Nurse scoot even closer.
She slowly lift her hand up and heavily laid it on your shoulder.
"I had a husband..." She managed to say in one breath.
"What was his name?" You laid your hand on hers. Her skin was so smooth but so cold... well no wonder, she was always pale as snow, you were convinced she's actualy a floating corpse.
"Andrew....." Her head went limp, lowering very quickly and then boping back up.
"We...... wanted kids... he got a..... job
.... as a lumberjack........." The Nurse started explaining. She slid her hand off your shoulder and wrapped them around herself, as if she was trying to feel somewhat safer.
"A tree..... ended his... life..." She said, quite quickly.
You felt bad for her, both of you had a gloomy mood.
"I'm sorry for that loss Nurse..." You said, setting your hand on her shoulder in exchange.
"Sally. My name is....... Sally..." She said, smiling under her pillow bag.
"My name is (Y/n)" You smiled at her, extending your hand for a handshake.
She actualy shook with your hand.
"It's.... odd" She said, turning your hand in hers slowly.
"Hm?" You hummed, wanting to know what she meant.
"It's been.... a while.... since I shook hands....." She wheezed, chuckling slightly.
"Last one was..... with Herman.... the smiling doctor" She chuckled again, her chuckle being an adorible high pitch.
"He's... so annoying" She whispered to you, giggling afterwards.
She contaminated you and you giggled back.
"How so?" You asked, setting Sally's and your hands on your knee.
"He wants to talk..... so much... and I can't handle........ that" She pushed out between her giggles. You grinned at the idea.
"And the best..... part is.... I can't even....... understand.... what he's saying....." The ever so scary Nurse snickered loudly, falling on her back and laughed out loud.
She had that stupid, snort laugh that made you laugh as well.
"Because... he wears that dumb..... mask..." She said, snorting again.
"S-shut up!" You tried holding back your laugh, playfully punching the grounded killer.

After a laughter session that came from purely destroying Herman behind his back, you ended up on the ground, next to the Nurse.
"This is a different level of therapy..." You sighed, tears of joy still sliding down your cheeks. You couldn't even remember when you laughed this good.
"I'm a good....... therapist" Sally turned to you, still vibrantly smiling under her bag.

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