Depressed! Alex Mercer X Reader     Fluff     Boy X Girl     Requested: aydeepraysfordahmer

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Alex Mercer's POV

Now, not forever. Today, not tomorrow. Awake, not asleep. Dead, alive. Answer or questions. Love or hatred. This wasn't enough, this thing is killing me, suffocating me with no sense but to kill and consume. The storm is now rising, easy for a killing spree. I sighed in exhaustion, burying my face to may arms. Always, I ask for a question, I consume for a clue, and I kill for an answer. Is this how I should live for now? I thought, this was enough to make me think about what's happening through my system. And each day, I would always go by the window and look outside, no matter how sunny or rainy it is, it's always my place to think deep thoughts. For now, I think it's time. Time to give up. There's no use but feel angry, have revenge. It's pointless. I mean, did I even like to become infected? Although, it was a sudden choice, another sudden impact for me to survive. How many people have I killed? How many innocent people have died because of me? Each strike, bullet, cut, have made me feel...Unstoppable, powerful, it's not even me, attacking the people. That was another person, a new reincarnation, a new generation of me. Likely, I can't stop to look for an answer whoever did this to me, a walking, dead corpse with an unstoppable weapon to defend and consume. It never stops. My eyes were half lidded, I'm about to fall asleep. It's still early to die, I must do it later. But my body kept pushing me to die, give up, and I will. But I must rest...Rest for a while.

I grabbed my beer and cigarettes and went to the top of the building in one of the highest buildings in New York. The roof, feeling the cold, acid rain drop to my clothes to the tip of my nose. I walked towards the edge, and sat there. So I could enjoy the presence of loneliness and questions. I drank my beer, bringing out my phone and calling one of my friends. I called Aiden Pearce for a first stop, "Hey, what's up, Aiden." Aiden laughed and said, "Yeah-uhm- I'll be going out for a beer stop with Delsin, wanna come?" I replied in happiness, hiding the despondency of my voice, "Tell him that I'll be gone for a while. I'll join him later." "Okay, I'll see you then." Aiden then ended his call. I then texted Desmond saying, "You wanna grab beer with Aiden? He'll be there near Penn Station so better text him. I have to do something before I could go there. There are some packages for the three of you on your apartments and houses so check it out if you have to. It's from me. Take care." I turned of my phone, and lighted up my cigar sticks and inhaled the burning powder in my mouth. I exhaled when I finished.

I went through my phone again, seeing pictures for one last moment. And one picture struck me. The picture of me and Y/n. Both smiling in the distance. I chuckled and smiled. "Oh, Y/n. So sweet, gentle, and caring..." I gazed upon my phone, saying to myself, "She is like no other. She was better than anyone I have ever loved. She is the key to perfection..." I then frowned, "But...She doesn't know what I'm dealing with." I sipped my beer and threw my cigar. I laughed in happiness. Seeing the whole view of the town. "Woah! Such a great scenery we got here, Alex." I muttered, "You must enjoy as this is your last." I called the Blackwatch and placed the location where I was.

I used my blacklight and cut both of my wrist, stabbing my stomach. I cried out, it hurts so much. The blood was staining on the concrete. I stood up on the edge, smiled, and before I was about to fall down. A voice called out to me, a gentle one. She screamed, "Alex!!!" She ran, her beautiful f/c locks were flying, her eyes were with fear, her clothes her wet. I turned around and said, "Y/n, good to see you." "Alex, what are you doing?!" "What does it look like to you, my dear?" I said, her expression turned to anger and tears. "Alex, please, stand back, I want to help!" I smiled, and went to her, caressing her cheek, "You know, this would help. My last help." I leaned in and kissed her passionately, she didn't mind her clothes being soaked with blood. She held my cold and blood-coated hands, pulling me in for a deeper kiss. We both pulled out, "I want to help because I love you, Alex." I smiled lightly as ever, seeing her sad and beautiful, porcelain face was so much to make me die. I whispered to her, "You already did, Y/n. I love you too..." I went back to the edge and fell.

"Alex!!! No!!!" She reached out her slender hands for me but failed. Y/n went on the edge, she jumped too, trying to reach on to me. She hugged me immediately when she reached my figure. Feeling the fold and wet air made me feel heaven. I hugged her so tight, I kissed her forehead, hearing her sob. I lastly muttered to her, "Stay safe, Y/n. I'll always love you no matter what. And I'll be here right beside you after you fall." I covered her with my blacklight, shielding her figure to prevent her from the fall. The floor was near. 100 meters. I smiled and my last tear dropped. I felt the hard impact on the floor.

I smiled, seeing the light and the last drops of rain on my face. I exhaled my breath, removing the blacklight, she was still safe. She awoke and saw me, on top of me. She panicked. I laughed lightly. She cried, "Stay with me! Stay with me, Alex! Don't leave! Don't you dare leave me!" She held my cold hands, "Heh, you look beautiful today." She cried, "Oh, Alex...Please..." I replied, "It's okay, I'll come back..." Then pitch white, I left. Leaving her crying on my lifeless body when I closed my cyan, blue eyes.

Reader's POV

I stepped back when a Blackwatch officer pulled me out of his infected body. "Alex!!!!" Crowded men and women filled the area with tanks and guns. Then they arrived, his friends. Horrified. Delsin, Aiden, and Desmond went to Alex's lifeless body and punched each of the soldiers to get through. "Let me go, bastards! He's my best-friend!!!" Shouted Delsin, using his powers. Aiden punched and shot the guards, "I have to see!!!" Desmond was being pulled back, calling out to his blacklight friend, "Alex!" And for me, I just sobbed endlessly. Repeating the traumatic event over and over. The soldier placed a blanket over me and told me to proceed to the vehicle.

- 2 weeks later -

 The soldiers went with me and one of my friends for an investigation for two weeks, and they already readied a proper burial for him, they informed. We -- Aiden, Desmond, Delsin, and I -- just sat there like there was nothing else. We responded with a soft agreement. We all walked out after a short meeting. Aiden and us went to the car, him driving. I sat at the back with Desmond. I looked out at the window, seeing the lights flashing and disappearing. All of us in the car were dead. It's so much to bear. I zoned out as I looked through my past with Alex.

I saw him, finally smiling off from the distance. We chased each other with his friends and with his sister. The perfect hangout. Then, we took a picture. The most memorable time ever.

I smiled, thinking about the past. They day when we all went out. Then, he went off, he disappeared one day. After 18 days, he appeared on my doorstep, bruised and bleeding. Several times, he would stop by my house with cuts and bruises. Or, when he stops by for a short talk or drink. But rarely, he stops by for some flowers, for me and my sick, younger brother. My brother had cancer and Alex was sad because they were friends as well. Then, this happened, I felt no more. I felt locked away. I felt no feelings at all. Like the rest of us. Again, we felt dead, nothing more. We drank, we cried, we sobbed, we talked, and we coped what had happened.

I went in my house after the boys fetched me. Seeing the picture of my brother made me feel soft. Remembering his childlike impressions, but he's now gone. I frowned, trying to cope the situations. I sighed, I headed to the kitchen for the knife and for a beer. I went upstairs and headed to the toilet, with the tub filled with water. I went in, I drank the whole beer immediately. I sobbed and slit my arms horizontally (Try to get the scene for 13 Reasons Why, Hannah's suicide scene.) I winced in pain and breathed heavily. I started to blackout real quick. I then heard a call from one of my friends, Delsin, and another one from Desmond. "Y/n! We have drinks!" Foots steps arrived going up to the stairs, and up to the toilet where I was in. The door opened to reveal Aiden, terrified. He quickly rushed over to me, my eyes half lidded, my skin about to fade. I heard a fading call from Aiden, then someone carrying me, the lights shining above my face as I went to a room. Then returned to blackout.

Delsin Rowe's POV

We waited, every day, we waited. The donors gave some blood to Y/n for her recovery. Everyday, we would stay in Y/n's room til night. And we would go out when the Black watch were out for our investigation. Day and night, we fed Y/n turn by turn, and her friends would visit time by time, and Y/n would try to get out to see Alex's corpse. But, we three stopped her but she begged. Seeing this scene so many times made me insane, all of us insane.

A week later, Y/n was already ready to leave the hospital. I said, "We must get ready for tomorrow, the burial's the day after we have traveled." She nodded and all of us packed our belongings for the burial. We all dressed in black. Once we all saw Y/n, she dressed neatly. Her black laces to her white dress-shirt made her look nice.

A few relatives and relatives arrived in the area. Today rained ever so strongly. The priest prayed and we mourned. Y/n was beside with Desmond, hugging her with the most comfort. She sobbed to the max. I pitied her, and myself. Being fooled by his smiles, laughs, and jokes, not ever so slightly checking him behind his clothing. His sleeves. He sure does have tricks up on his sleeves. I mourned as my clothes just stayed wet. Aiden's black trench-coat was soaked as well. Then, after the burial, we stayed by his tombstone. Hearing the cries of his lover, Y/n. I cried, enough to show sympathy.

We rode in the car, again, same to the star. Feeling dead. Alex Mercer's Death went all over the news, Y/n's Suicide attempt went full on action. We all started to go insane. But we knew, this never ends. The investigation of Mercer's reason of death will be kept unexplained to society. To the Blackwatch, to New York City. Today was very unforgettable, undeniable, impossible. Aiden drove through the city, fetching each one of us to our homes. All of us returned with sad looks, sad cries, yet happy memories.

As always, we loved you Alex Mercer... We always do...

The END

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