Hello~ (Butcher Wally x Reader)

Chapter 18

{~Timeskip~}

Wally suddenly cuts off the conversation.

"Oh. Looks like Y/n just got back. You can now talk to them, give me a moment." His voice was barely level sounding like he was speaking through his teeth. You've never seen him so riled up before.

He turns towards you, his red gaze intense holding much weight and warning in it. Anger and other indescribable feelings swirling deep in his irises.

You can't help but swallow.

"Here you go." Bitterness and malice cracks through as he removes the phone and his hand.

He hands you the device.

You fumble slightly. Not expecting the sudden movement.

"Uh-"

You testingly raise it to your ear, holding your breath. For a second you think he hung up but you were quickly proven wrong.

"Y/NNNN!!!" He screeches from the other mic like a boombox. You quickly put some space between you and the speaker, your ears ringing.

"Yeah..?" You croak, putting a finger in your ear making sure it still worked.

"YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO- WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT?!?" He audibly fums, shouting into the poor mic.

"What do you mean...?" You mutter holding the phone a bit away so you don't accidentally make your ear bleed.

"Don't what do you mean me!! You know exactly who I am talking about!! The nerve of that guy!?" He rambles on angrily. You just let him let it all out. This wasn't a new occurrence when he's pissed.

Your eyes widen startled when he suddenly blurts "That better have not been your Ex or I swear to god!!!- It didn't sound like him but-" He abruptly stops, going silent.

"..."

"Y-Y/n i'm so sorry... I don't know what came over me." You could hear the guilt in his voice, you knew he was sorry but it still stung making you wince.

You didn't catch onto the sudden interest from the serial killer next to you. His ears practically perking as he caught the word Ex. He looked you up and down, studying you closely.

"It's fine." Is all you could manage.

There was a long tense silence between the two. Neither spoke for a long moment.

Without realizing it you nibbled on your lip staring at the floor.

Finally Oliver speaks up. "Hey- I'm sorry for being so pushy recently." He was sincere.

You thought he was done but he kept going.

"It was uncool of me and I apologize. I just really wanted to hang out with you. My best friend. You're so important to me and I know times are tough so I thought we could go out for the betterment of both of us go out... But I was wrong."

You feel a pain in your chest as if someone plunged a knife into it. Before you could stop yourself from impulsively saying anything it was too late.

"We can!!"

You quickly shut your mouth in the process biting your tongue. The metallic taste of blood filling your mouth.

Your eyes widen, watering. It takes every ounce of your being not to scream or cry out. Instead you hop on your feet one side to the other. Clutching your mouth, tongue coursing with pain. Thankfully you didn't bite it off.