Deal [Eddie Gluskin x FemReader]

"Let's make a deal."
Those words may have saved your life. Your breathing increased as the silence did.

"A deal?" The psycho named Eddie repeated as he had you in the locker. You were about to breathe in the gas when your mouth got you in trouble.

"Yeah, a deal," you started slowly, no need to piss him off too quickly, "You don't kill me, and help me leave this hellhole so I can find my brother, and then and only then, I will *gulp* let you make me an honest woman."

"How do I know you won't betray me like all the other whores?" His eyes narrowed at you and you gulped silently. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

"I...I can't believe you can't trust me, Eddie, why would I risk my life trying to find you, if I would just betray you?" You gave him the softest eyes you could manage, remembering from the papers you found that he had a history with violence and betrayal. You were just a visiting nurse at the hospital when it all went to shit, and it was only thanks to your brother, Waylon, that you were able to survive as long as this.

When you separated because of the cannibal, you wondered for hours until you saw someone in the distance. It was only when you smelled the smell of blood that you realized that it wasn't a friend. This man chased you, calling you a whore and a slut; when that didn't stop you, he pleaded which actually made you sad to hear.

"Oh darling...that wasn't my intention...it's not that I don't trust you...I've been hurt so much before..." he stuck his fingers in the broken grate and touched your cheek softly. You were proud when you didn't flinch.

"I promise if you don't hurt me or anyone who is a friend, if you help me find my brother, if you protect me, I will NOT hurt you."

That was all he needed to open the door and pull you out by your arms, "Darling!"
He held you in his large arms and all you could think about was how to get away when you survived. Call you heartless but you didn't have the room for anyone in your confused life anyway.

"Oh darling...let us sleep now and tomorrow we find your brother. We need a witness for the marriage anyway.~"
Oh bother...

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You smiled against the warm mass under your cheek, thinking it was the warm body pillow that you had at home. What a shock it was when you saw Eddie smiling down at you.
"Good morning darling, did you sleep well my angel?~"

He ran his hand down your head and you faked your best smile, "Fine, fine, dreamed of flowers and dresses."
"Your wedding gown maybe? Oh you sneaky minx."
"Maybe...um, Eddie?"
"Yes my darling?" He stopped running his hand and you had to pick your words very carefully.

"...I saw the nicest flowers before the asylum fell apart, I want to show you them...can we have them in my bouquet?"
You knew playing into the fantasy was dangerous but it was the quickest way of getting out of here.
"Oh of course! And on the way, maybe we'll see your brother!"
Ok this is good, he remembered about my brother. This is good.

"Yeah, but we'll have to be quick. Waylon, my brother's name is Waylon."
"Hmm...maybe we should name our son Waylon....I know I want to have a son and a daughter..."
"Lisa...we'll name her Lisa," you blurted out softly. You always wanted a daughter named Lisa, after your mother. It was odd how much two people can have in common.

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"Eddie! Eddie, help!"
The door was being beaten on by a variant, who thought that you looked too good to waste. Eddie had left you for two second, two seconds, before you had been found. How sad.
"Darling! Darling, I'm coming!"
"Mine, mine, mine!!!"

The door was broken down, forcing you to run into a locker, hoping he didn't find you. You heard noises like grunting, and groaning and you heard Eddie attacking your attacker.
Despite being crazy and unstable, he was a very devoted person. He protected you, took care of you, and saved you from danger, all while talking about a wedding that probably won't happen.

He was a good guy...if he didn't kill you first that is.
"Darling!" He looked through the locker slats and smiled at you, making you smile back. He opened the door and embraced you tightly, actually picking you up off the floor. You looked down at the bloody mess and nearly threw up. Eddie destroyed this man.

"Darling? Are you ok?" He put you down and caressed your cheek lovingly.
"He's...everywhere...there's nothing left..." you looked so dead as you looked at the floor for anything to clue who this man once was; was he a varient, an ally? Who knows?

"...darling..." he dropped his hand and stared at you for a moment. His eyes turned hard and he clenched his hands into fists, "You whore!"
You snapped your head up as he punched you in the face.

You felt the blood from your nose before you felt the pain, but even the pain was nothing compared to the shock you felt; what had you done to deserve this?

"You whore! I thought you loved me! I did this for you! I thought you loved me!"
You had no time to talk before he kicked you in the stomach. Oh the pain was crippling but you still stood up and looked at him with fear in your eyes.

"I can't believe I thought you loved me!" Eddie grabbed your neck and began to strangle you when you shook your head.

"Eddie...!" you whispered out, you were losing consciousness but you had one option.

"Eddie...you're just like...him..."
"Who, you whore?!"
"...your...father..."

Eddie's grip loosened as soon as he heard you, but he did not let go, "What did you say?"
You took a much needed gulp of air and looked at Eddie, "He hurt people that he loved...and now you're hurting me...I thought you loved me...why are you hurting me?"

A dark look crossed Eddie's eyes and he loosened his grip to the point where his hand dropped from your neck. You did not run away or hide, you stood there, waiting for Eddie to focus on you again. It was only when you saw tears pinprick his eyes that you moved toward him.
"You're right...I...I'm just like him..." he lowered his head and took a step back, you followed him back to stay close to him, "...oh darling...I don't deserve you...I'm not fit to be a father...oh god..."

He actually knelt to the ground and began to cry harder, the weight of his father's sins bearing on his shoulders. You knelt down and wrapped your arms around the large man, barely even holding him, comforting him silently.
"Darling...oh darling...you're still here?"

"I told you I won't leave you. I promised."
"Oh darling!" He held you, continuing to cry, making you cry too. You two sat there, crying for a while until Eddie stopped to listen to the silence when a distant buzzing caught your ears. Eddie picked you up and stood on his feet, running towards the double doors, bashing past them, making too much noise for your liking.

"Eddie! What's wrong? What are you running from?!"
"Manera! He's coming!"
"Who?!"
"Just relax and be still my darling!"

Waylon! Waylon was being chased by the cannibal!
"Eddie! Eddie, my brother!"
"Waylon?"
"Manera was chasing Waylon when I finally found you! Tell me he didn't-"
"Oh that meat is mine."

You cringed at Manera's voice and looked at the bloodspattered man with disgust and fear. But not for yourself, you had Eddie, who (at the moment) would rather die than let you be eaten; you were worried about Waylon and what might've happened to your brother. Eddie sat you down on a table and turned back to Manera, ready to fight the variant with all his strength.

Manera was not a stupid man, he knew that Gluskin was dangerous but he was too hungry to care. He wanted sweet, tender meat, meat toned and sweet like the fruit of an apple or some dessert from his youth. He wanted the sweet meat from a woman, and he was ready to die for it.

Eddie was smart about approaching Manera and his buzzsaw, keeping well away from him while protecting you from him. You jumped down from the table and looked around for something, anything to help Eddie. You found nothing more than an old bedpan and a few planks of wood.
"Darling!"
Eddie was thrown backwards with Manera on top of him, welding his buzzsaw toward him.
"My meat!"

You didn't think, didn't analyze your choices, all you could do was jump on top of the cannibal and wrap your arm around his neck, making sure to put your fist against his adam's apple.
"No one hurts Eddie!" The words surprised you, making your voice turn dark with protectiveness. You sqeeuzed tight, staying on Manera while he tried to breathe again. Eddie pushed both of you off, making you let go and knocking your head into the table Eddie had set you on.

"Darling!"
"*cough* you, bitch! *cough* *cough*"
Eddie took the buzzsaw and raised it above his head, bringing it down on Manera's back. You ducked under the table and covered your ears to his screams, waiting with tears in your eyes from the headache and the fear. You feared danger, you were a coward, but yet when Eddie...when Eddie was going to die...you were brave.

"Darling..." Eddie held his hand out for you, which you grabbed before being lifted to your feet. So many emotions filled your heart: fear, anger, sadness, guilt and...relief. Eddie was safe...but what about Waylon?