+~My bunny~+ [könig x oc x ghost]

I need him

I sighed heavily, groaning as i laid back on the 1 inch mat. Running my hands over my face, my head twisting to the side, as I heard the door opened, " bitch get the fuck out." I said, as a roll back over onto my other side, facing the wall. " You don't believe me so leave." he let out a soft side and walked over to my bed, sitting down and placing a hand on my calf. " Look, do you know I can't believe you because of what you done, switching sides joining the enemy? I mean, that is low. Even for you." He Said, roughly. I pulled my calf away from his hand, moving to set up.

" wow you think that is low? Me trying to save my soul so that I can live after I got out of that shit hole." I Growled. Standing up and placing my hands on my hips. " you have no idea what I went through and you probably never will because you don't have a psycho Fucking sister." I let out a scoff. " no, I don't have a psycho sister. But I do know what it's like to be kidnapped and taken hostage." he put his hands in his lap. " then have some sympathy for me." I said, a little desperately. Running a hand through my hair. " we've known each other for what? 5, 6 years, I know it's not that that long, but Jesus don't you think you could at least believe me and" I paused, running a hand over my face. Turning to Face him. " it's not about how long I've known you it's about the law." he stated in a gruff tone. " and price even he has his suspicion, you could even be a spy for them, they could've brainwashed you"

" you seriously think that they brainwashed me, Simon, I was fighting for my life, and all you can think about is them brainwashing me? I'm stronger than that" a chill running down my spine as my gaze me his, a familiar sense of fight or flight creeps into my system. " what do I have to do to make you believe me? Actually no. Fuck you, all you ever do is criticize people, you never ever really treat them how they need to be treated do you never did to me yeah you you were good, you were nice, but you only ever did that to get something out of it, but not noah, when I first met Noah, he told me that he was here to save me, help me but when I first met you, all you did was give me a cold, cold stare.

he started at me for a moment before nodding, he glances away, standing and placing his hands in his pockets. "Your proving my point." He stated plainly, looking me in the eyes. My eyebrows furrowed and I let out a huff of frustration, sitting down on the edge of my bed. "I don't know how. Or why. You don't get it." I rested my head in my hands with my elbows on my knees. I heard his heavy feet walking towards me, lifting my head, there he was, standing in front of me. "I need you to come clean. About everything, I can't believe you because I don't know who you are right now. Your different now and you will be for the rest of your life." He paused, his cold eyes staying on me. I shook my head gently as he spoke, "I'm not gonna make it out of here am I?" I questioned softly, beginning to feel defeated. Simon gently shook his head. "I don't think so, no. You have committed war crimes, excuses can't get you out of this, what you did is what you did, yes, there is reasonings and we can take pity on you, however, war crimes are war crimes." Finishing off his words, I just stared at him, a pit being carved out in my stomach as the realization his me, I can't bullshit my way out of this, I can't do anything about this, i had already knew but it didn't seem likely, I mean come on.

He turned around, I watched him walk away, the only thing keeping it from silence what the stomp of his heavy boots in the concrete ground. I stood up and walked up behind him, a rush of rage and desperation filling me as I threw an arm around his neck and held it tight, he immediately twisted but I used him and wrapped my legs around his waist, shushing him as I continued to choke him, my nails digging into the sides of his neck, blood seeping out, he pushed back and fell back on the floor, my back hitting the concrete hard, knocking the wind out of me, my arms loosened for a moment as I tried to catch my breath, he used that moment to turn around and put his hand around my neck, gasping for air as i thrashed on the ground, shaking my head, my hands coming up and driving my fingers into his eye, he pulls back a hand and i use that release to grab the knife from his utility belt, and stabbing him repeatedly.

Watching the life drain from his eyes, killing him in that moment felt phenomenal, really, a smile growing on my face as I kept hammering him with the knife all over, letting the sound of flesh being cut fill me with excitement and fulfillment, knowing I had been the one to do this made me so prideful. letting out a gasps laugh before pulling away and standing upright, looking down at his mutilated body, the blood soaking the floor, the blood in my hands, on my jumpsuit. Wiping my forehead, i panted as I just stood there for a moment before then quickly leaning down and grabbing his gun, and unclothed him from his vest, putting it on and heading for  outside the  cell. I knew it was gonna be an event to get out of here but I had to see him again, I had to see Noah, I needed Noah.