Love Aside | Ellie x Male Reader | The Last Of Us

Drug

*Ellie pov*

Fuck! What's happening to him?

Joel: What?!

Me: Tommy gave Y/N some antidepressants he found, up to date and all but...

We stand infront of his house, looking at him, twitching and breathing heavily whilst being at the brink of insanity.

Tommy: It was such a weak dose aswell. He must have took many. I came over straight after getting the radio call from Ellie.

Joel:...Whats wrong with him?

Tommy: It's the thing you told me about. About him being injected with something back at the hospital.

Joel: It must be doing some reaction to him.

Me:...Or the antidepressants worked and he's filled with anxiety.

He still has his back turned, looking at the empty wall in his desk chair.

Tommy: Could be. Go, Ellie.

Joel: You're his girlfriend, he'd want you

I enter the door as he turns around with a machete, shaking heavily.

Y/N: F-Fuck off!

Me: It's me. Ellie...

He turns around, slamming the machete down as it bounces everywhere and clanks.

Y/N: Fuck! What did they do to me?

He shakes, shivers and breathes shakily.

I grab the headphones I gave him a while back thats on his couch as I put the closest cassette in.

I slowly go behind him, I put my hand on his shoulder as she jumps whilst being shaken up.

He still looks forward, at the wall, wide eyed.

I slowly put the headphones around his ears.

*Readers pov*

Btw tell me your opinion of letting songs into the book.

Any song u want.

I start listening, calming down.

I get hugged from behind by Ellie.

Ellie: It'll be ok, Y/N...

The song still plays, I slowly put my head down.

I hold one of her hands that's as she's hugging me feom behind.

You:...I'm so scared...

Ellie: It's ok.

You: What are these pills?...

My hand shakes as I pick them up, its trembles in my hand.

She takes it off me, reading it.

Ellie: Xanax.

You: I don't feel like j-joking.

She tries to read it.

Ellie: Antidepressants. It's doing something to your body...you know...when we left the hospital. Marlene had you injected with something from me.

You: I heard. I should be dead then.

Ellie: How come?

You: You're infected, Ellie. You are supposed to be a living corpse...

Ellie:...Ouch, hurtful.

I stand up, shaking and nearly falling over.

You: I'll try and throw up the drugs...