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remember sunday: grell sutcliff x reader

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Published: Jan 8, 2014

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She awakes with a small jolt. You know those dreams where you feel like you're falling off of your couch or bed? Yep, it was one of those. Why would a reaper need sleep? She's a reaper. I know that's what you must be saying. It all starts when the red haired woman, Grell Sutcliff met (Y/N). She was supposed to reap her. But did she? But she sure wanted to, that girl was a pain in her ass. But she didn't. There was something about the way she was dying. It was self-inflicted. Why should she care? She's seen tons of suicides. But her, she was different. A split second of her memories tore the reaper apart inside so she revived her instead. She cursed her a thousand times. How could she save her?! She was angry. Soon after they fell in love, but still the depression got in her way of loving her. She tried her hardest to help her. Medicine, therapy. Anything. It'd been 2 years with her and she got somewhat decent. But one morning Grell woke up and it was raining. Grell went to her apartment and found her laying in bed, bloody and pale. Oh what a horrific Sunday that was. She tried reaping her but someone had gotten to her first. A little compassion filled William T. Spears heart when he found out what had happened to the girl that made Grell Sutcliff almost human. She slept, she ate, she cried, she cared. She was just like her lover. She felt what she felt. William took care of it so the memories, the only happy memories of them two together wouldn't rip her apart. Anyway, she slipped on her shoes and went out for a walk. She stops in front of a place. This place seems so familiar to her. Her apartment building. Sometimes she finds herself at (Y/N)'s front door, ready to knock. All she does is drink herself into a small coma to sleep so all she sees is her in her dreams. She thinks of their first date. She told him she didn't believe in love. But how could she deny those butterflies?! She smiles at the thought of her grabbing Grell's hand and pulling her up them steps. She walks on and soon finds herself in front of the park. This is where they spent their 2 year anniversary. Candles, strawberries, blankets. The whole cliche. But soon she's back in front of his apartment. And she's back inside. Her face covers the room. Her pictures. Pictures of them two together. The door shuts. She falls to his knees. "I should've saved her." She whispers before picking up her trusted chainsaws.

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A/N: SORRY. THIS ONE IS BUTT.