Dead by Daylight x Reader {REQUESTS CLOSED}

Requested by: IHazFandoms

Quentin's heart raced as he quickly vaulted a window. The killer, Freddy, found this amusing and simply went around. He had been chasing Quentin for a few minutes and there were no generators done because he had Hex Ruin.

Quentin frantically looked around for any pallets in the dark dream realm. The thick fog making it hard to see anything, and it made the pallets look like simple shadows.

He made the wrong turn around a corner and Freddy lunged at him, clawing Quentin's back.

Quentin yelped in pain and began to limp. He looked behind him and saw Freddy's smirk as he twirled his bloody gloved hand, picking the blood off it.

Just as he looked foward again, he ran into something... no... someone.

The person yelped in surprise and Quentin fell on his ass.

He looked up. The person that bumped into him was Meg.

Quentin felt his face burn. Ever since he came into the Realm, he's had a crush on Meg. He always admired her bravery and beauty. Even though there was others that could pass as cute, Meg struck him as beautiful.

She wasn't asleep. She recovered from the collision and snapped her fingers and clapped her hands. Quentin jolted awake, the dark realm fading away and the true colors of Haddonfield returned.

The lullaby of Freddy meant that he wasn't far from them. Meg, without a word, grabbed Quentin's wrist and sprinted away from the lullaby. Quentin tried to keep up, his injury slowing him down.

Meg went into the Myers house and raced up the stairs, still gripping Quentin's wrist, and turned a corner into a room with a single window.

Panting from the run, Quentin winced and inhaled sharply from the deep cut in his back.

Meg, who didn't seem to be tired, turned Quentin around and removed his jacket, making him blush.

Without hesitation, she lifted up his shirt and examined the cut. She disefected it with gauze and some kind of liquid, making Quentin yelp at the sudden burn.

Meg patted his shoulder, trying to make him relax. She then took out the stitches and gave him gauze to bite down on. She began stitching and Quentin bit down hard, resisting the urge to scream in pain. When she was done, she took long strips of bandaging tape and covered the stitches. She released his shirt and put his jacket back on.

"Thanks." Quentin muttered.

"No problem. Just don't get caught next time." Meg smiled and winked at him.

Quentin's face flushed but he smiled.

Meg giggled and helped him up. They found a generator in the next room and began to work.

Soon after they finished, the last generator was done too, the exit gates roaring to life. Quentin followed Meg down the stairs and out of the house. The lullaby returned and Meg grabbed Quentin's arm again ducked behind a bush.

"Meg, it's ok, he won't--" Quentin started but Meg slammed her hand over his mouth, with a deathly look on her face.

It's was too late.

The lullaby was louder and Quentin's eyes got heavy. Meg's too.

"Fucking hell, Quentin, run!" She said angrily and ran away.

Quentin's face flushed in embarrassment while sprinting in the opposite direction of Meg.

When the childish chant was over, he was now in the dreamworld.

Freddy continued to chase him until Quentin found an open exit and fled.

After Quentin was chased out, Freddy managed to get two kills; Dwight and Meg.

Quentin felt guilty about Meg's sacrifice. He felt that if he had not talked, they wouldn't have been caught.

But wasn't it fine? Survivors can never die in this realm. But when they where sacrificed, there was extreme pain and torture that the Entity punishes you with. Quentin caused Meg's pain. That's what made him feel terrible.

He sat at the campfire. Glancing every now and then at the fog to see if Meg had returned. She didn't. She was probably getting a long torture now.

Quentin focused on the crackle of the fire, the sound only slightly soothing him.

After the long minutes, Dwight and Meg came out of the fog. Dwight sat down and rubbed his face, Jake rubbing Dwight's back.

Quentin approached Meg but she shook him off and walked past him.

"Meg..." He said. She didn't look back and simply strode off, wiping her eyes like she was crying.

Quentin's heart ached and his stomach twisted into several knots. He felt his eyes sting.

David noticed this and hugged Quentin from behind.

"It's alright bud, it happens all the time. She'll learn to forgive you." David reassured him. "It's ok."

Quentin gripped Davids arm and buried his face it, comforted by his friends words.

"I gave her away though..." Quentin muttered. "I shouldn't have talked. I made her suffer. I should have trusted her."

"Shh.... you're ok buddy. She knows it wasn't your fault." David said softly.

"You know I'm still going to her." Quentin joked.

"Yeah I figured." David chuckled and playfully shoved him off. "Go get her boy."

Quentin smiled slightly and went to find Meg.

He found her sitting on top of a big rock. She sat with her legs up to her chest and her chin resting on her knee. She was staring at the moon.

There were four deep cuts in her back and bleeding out. Her soft breathing seemed to be ragged probably from the running and the pain.

Quentin cleared his throat. Meg's head snapped to his direction and when she saw it was him, she sighed and looked back at the moon.

He approached the rock and leaned his back on it below Meg.

He couldn't see her because she was above but he could tell she wasn't looking at him.

"I'm sorry I gave away our position." Quentin muttered.

She sighed. "Your such an idiot sometimes..."

"I...I know." Quentin confessed. "What I did was stupid but... at least you're back."

"At least I'm back?" Meg scoffed. "I was stabbed several times by the Entity thanks to you."

"I'm not perfect alright?" Quentin snapped. "I made a fucking mistake just like how everyone else does and I'm fucking asking you to forgive me and you can't even do that?"

"Fuck, Quentin, you don't need to be bitch about it." She muttered.

"What the hell Meg?" Quentin looked up at her with deadly eyes. "I'm apologizing to you and you go rat me on then say don't be a bitch about it?"

She opened her mouth to say something but Quentin turned on his heel and left.

A/n: Sorry this took a while to get out, I was busy and was planning the story. This turned out to be a longer chapter than I expected so part 2 will come soon! Thank you for the request, IHAZFANDOMS!