the game ((yandere x reader))

LXXXII- good girl

day 77

Her eyes shot open. (Y/n) gasped for air and slowly calmed down when she realised that she was now awake.

It was just a bad dream.

Her quick breathing subsided as the underwater scene from her dreams faded into her dark bedroom.

It was then that (Y/n) felt her body being moved and she noticed the arm that was around her waist. Her back hit something warm and a few words were whispered into her ear.

"It's okay, you're okay... I've got you.."

'Eli?' She thought, she didn't pull away though she only turned her body so they were chest to chest.

(Y/n) wasn't sure how she felt about the fact he'd been in her bed while she slept but glossed over it, her dream had brought up a lot of things for her to think about and the way he was holding her close in a time of need only made her decision easier.

"Nightmare?" He asked softly, one of his hands began to caress her messy hair gently.

(Y/n) nodded and pushed her face into his chest. Her subconscious mind had basically told her that her only hope of being happy came with giving into her feelings and letting the other players love her. It seemed to be that or allowing her depression to worsen and worsen. She inhaled deeply and was hit by the smell of whatever medical soap Eli had been using.

The things Max's voice had said we're also playing at her thoughts. Did he really blame her for what happened to him? He said it wasn't her fault but maybe he was just trying to make her feel better but in truth he blamed her completely? The worst part was that there was no way for her to know, she'd likely debate this with herself for the rest of her life.

"What was it about?" Eli asked, his voice barely above a murmur.

"I'm so... I'm so confused right now..." She admitted.

Eli was graceful when moving (Y/n)'s face away from his chest so he could see her, it was dark but he could still make out her features and the fact she'd been crying- a fact that broke his heart.

"I don't know what to do." She said, her (e/c) eyes stared deeply into his green ones. It frustrated her that he loved her so much, that they all did... All she ever wanted was to be loved and now she'd gotten what she wanted. She should persue it, right?

"What do you mean?" He asked.

(Y/n) sighed, neglecting to elaborate. She kept it all bottled up in her head.

Why did she want to hold him too? Why did she want their love?

... Because she wanted to be happy and it seemed like the only way she could be.

But everytime there was one thing that stopped her... Well, it was really three things: Angelo, Bella and Max.

No. They were dead.

What she was doing was self preservation... Maybe, or maybe she was just being selfish.

'Stupid, selfish idiot. That's what I am.' She thought to herself.