Corpse Bride Emily x Male Reader

Chapter 10 Forgiveness and a proposal

Stepping outside the tailor shop, (Y/n) holding a large bag in his right hand, which contained the wedding dress he secretly purchased for Emily. Turning to his right, he didn't see Emily where he told her to wait.

(Y/n): "Emily?"

Calling out softly, (Y/n) looked down the street and the sidewalk, wondering where she went off to. A moment of concern clouded his mind, for he had a feeling perhaps she was discovered and only feared the worse as to what they did to her if she was indeed found out. Searching across the street, squinting his eyes to get a better view of the people that walked along the sidewalk opposite his current location, (Y/n) could not find any sign of Emily.

The snow was falling, and the streets and sidewalks became more and more coated in the white blanket. Walking proved more difficult, but it seemed as though the snow's increase in abundance had an advantage. Where Emily was originally, were her footsteps, at least (Y/n) hoped it was hers. So inspecting the footsteps that were left in the snow, (Y/n) followed them which lead him around a corner of the tailor shop. The small footprints were guiding him to the town park, but what surprised and worried (Y/n) a bit was that alongside what he believed to be Emily's footprints were another pair of footprints.

Finally as he drew closer, he heard young undead Emily's gentle voice, unable to comprehend what was being spoken, but the more the stepped closer, he heard another familiar voice.

Turning his head around the large hedge which lead to the center of the park, there he saw Emily resting on a bench, along with Catherine, (Y/n)'s ex.

Emily: "I can only imagine the fear that is going through you. I do hope that it goes by quickly, and that it doesn't hurt too much."

Catherine: "I'm so scared, I didn't want it to end this way at all...."

Emily: "I know... I know...."

(Y/n): "You...."

(Y/n) made his presence known, stepping out from around the hedge, stepping towards the bench where Emily and Catherine sat. Emily thankfully was still wearing her hood whilst talking with Catherine. Catherine knew the voice that called out, and saw that it was indeed (Y/n), an expression of profound anger on his face. Catherine expected this and completely understood the sour look on his face, and was ready to take whatever was thrown her way.

Emily: "(Y/n)! Sorry I wandered off, I was just helping this girl. You know she has tuberculosis like you? I was just letting her know it will be all okay."

(Y/n): "I know who she is Emily, she's... she is Catherine."

Emily: "I know her name is Catherine, she told me. You two know each other?"

(Y/n): "Emily... this is THE Catherine, the one who cheated on me and gave me this tuberculosis!"

A shocked look took over Emily's face, her undead eyes widening and her mouth opening up slightly in disbelief. She had been consoling and talking to the cause of young (Y/n)'s demise. Catherine kept her head down, ashamed to look up at (Y/n), letting out a few coughs as she held her head down in pity. Emily saw her somber state, seeing Catherine clearly disgusted with herself for bringing this plague not only into her own life but also (Y/n)'s. Letting out a small whimper and seeing a tear drop fall from her eyes, Catherine finally looked up, staring (Y/n) in his eyes. Their sickly nearly red eyes meeting, Catherine's filled with regret and sorrow where as (Y/n)'s was full of utter contempt. 

Emily: "N-now wait... let's just take a moment to..."

(Y/n): "I was hoping I wouldn't run into you once more... you just love making me suffer don't you?"