#Samuelsplatbox

[peachm1lkk]

Pairing — Samuel x Reader

Warnings — Implied Kidnapping + Implied Self harm nothing graphic however, can be seen as platonic or romantic, otherwise just Samuel reminiscing about his old relationship with Reader

a/n — Tfw you kidnap your ex bestie and then proceed to be shocked that they hate you, also my first drabble length fic

Samuel hates you.

He hates the way you breathe, the way you talk, the way you carry yourself as if the world didn’t crush you every second of every day. But what he hates most of all is the way you look at him now.

It wasn’t always like this. He remembers middle school, back when your eyes softened at the sight of him—gentle, wide, filled with a kind of love that made his stomach churn. It wasn’t fair, the way you looked at him back then, so unguarded and open. The memory clings to him, especially the nights you and Delilah dragged him out into the dark, giggling and alive with energy, as though the world wasn't the disgusting, hateful place that it was. He hated that too, how infectious it was, how you made him feel something against his will.

And then there was the day he had to leave. That look in your eyes, a somber ache that seemed so genuine, made him feel like the center of the world for just a moment. The way you hugged him, your arms tight as though you actually cared, was unbearable. He hated it all, every bit of it.

But now? Now he’d kill to see you look at him like that again. To see anything other than that disgust veiled with pity—the look that cuts deeper than your words ever could. He’d trade his soul to erase the memory of you scratching and biting at him, screaming that you weren’t home, not with him. Or the glossy emptiness in your gaze when he was forced to sedate you after that night he desperately wishes to scrub from his brain—when your wrists were rubbed raw and bleeding, the floorboards seeping up the dripping crimson and leaving behind the stains of his crime.

God, he hates how much he wants it back. Those soft, loving eyes he despised so much. Even if it made him sick, at least it wasn’t this. At least it wasn’t indifference.