Connor/Murphy x Reader One Shots (Requests open)

Voices, figures and death. ConnorxReader part 2

They couldn't have left you, you would go back, and you might very well rad them out as well. You all had a deal.

Though, they where gonna have to find a way to keep you from killing them.

Connor and Murphy passed out about the time you got up, though you where awake a few minutes later.

You carefully got up without waking them and walked silently around the old broken apartment.

It was gross.

You walked around, looking for maybe any food or something.

you sat on the floor that was kinda near them, you watched them, talking with the random imaginations that would come to mind.

You wiped away a stray tear off your cheek. The thought about not wanting to just use them kind of stressed you out. You had never had this problem before. This was horrible.

After about an hour, Connor woke up, getting up after a second and walking around, not seeing you since you where under a couple cushions.

"Hi" Came your small voice from behind him and he whipped around, still not seeing you.

"Y/n?" He asked after a second of still not seeing you.

"Where are ya?" He questioned, his eyes carefully scanning the floor and junk piles but you still didn't see anything.

You poked your head up from the old cushions and looked at him.

"Oh, there ya are." He said with a tiny laugh.

"what'cha doin'?" He questioned.

"Contemplating life." You say in the same small voice.

Connor walked over to where you where and kneeled on the floor near you.

"are ya okay? You haven't been talkin very much this morning." Connor said.

"He is angry at you. I don't wanna be near you with him like this." You say in the same voice.

"Well ya can tell'him to fuck off then." Connor said to you.

"I don't have a choice." You reply in a quieter voice.

"It's alright." He says softly and lifts up the top cushion so you where shower a little more.

"Don't Connor, he'll hurt you" You warn in a tiny tiny voice.

"I promise'he can't" Connor said and kissed your forehead softly and hugging you.

You felt a small pit in your throat, putting your arms around him and your hair fell in front of your slightly.

"He won't be letting it go" You say in a quiet, crying voice.

Connor broke apart from you and held your chin up, tears seemed to be formed in your eyes and threatened to flow down your cheek.

"Then we'll find a way to help ya control him" he assured you and you nodded slightly.

"Why?" You muttered.

"Why what?" He asked you in a quiet voice.

"Why would you guys keep me along with you if you guys have no use for me, why keep me? Why not leave in the middle of the night? Why not just kill me before I hurt someone else?" You asked in a slightly choked voice.

"We had a deal with ya lass. And we wouldn't kill ya." He reassured.

You gave a weak smile and kissed his cheek and hugged him again.