YANDERE! Wheatley X reader[ON HIATUS]

CHAPTER 4!!

Wheatley was rather nice after I got along. I had boundaries set and I never got to use my legs. I woke up with a rather bad headache. "What's wrong love?" Wheatley asked. "My F*cking head is killing me!" I tried to get off of the chair but that damn claw caught me! "Douche canoe." I mumbled. Wheatley slapped me and said. "You don't have the authority to call me names!!"

"Maybe you don't have the authority to treat me like a dog!"

Wheatley slapped me again. I grunted. "Wow you break easily." He said mockingly. I looked Wheatley in the eye and screamed. "LISTEN HERE YOU TINY TWERP! YOU ARE NOT MY OWNER, AND YOU DO NOT CONTROL ME, FUCKING MORORN!" Wheatley grabbed me by my throat and pushed me up against the back of the chair. I saw black dots and my whole life flashed before my eyes. I was dying. He was killing me.

(Sorry I've made u wait!! I've been busy lately!! I'll try and get a few more updates!! Luv y'all!! CLAWS OUT!!)