Sweet Insanity 2 [LevixReaderxYandere!Reiner AU]

                                   
   






Why the hell is my face heating up? I opened my eyes slowly only to squeeze them shut again. Damn sun...what time is it anyway? I turned away from the pertruding sunlight and faced my alarm clock.

" 7:55 a.m... huh...what time am I supposed to show up at the agency again"? My back crackled as I pushed myself up from my bed and walked straight into the kitchen. I really need coffee...oh wait...I don't have any. Dammit, Dunkin' Donuts again. Might as well get ready if I want some coffee. I walked back to my bedroom and threw open the curtains letting all of the Chicago sun luminate my room. 

*Beep* You have one new message*
" Hey [Name] it's Ronii, just a reminder because I  know you have your head in the clouds, McKenzie needs you here at 9:45 this morning for your swimsuit photo shoot and your meeting with Monsiuer Lament and Lady Cait is right after the photo shoot at Fogo de Chao. Bring an extra pair of clothes. Nothing too sexy and nothing too classy. Be [Name]. See ya there babe! Love you and be fab! " 
* End Message* Beep* 
 
"Ugh....McKenzie is gonna be the death of me..."  I grunted as I stood up and headed towards my bathroom to take a shower. I've been modeling for the passed to years and I would be a liar if I said that I hated it. It has it's perks, sitting and talking to top notch fashion designers that often call you to be the first person to show off their creativity through clothes and make up. To be honest, I never thought that I would end up here.  Graduated from Northwestern University with a degree in pre-med, living in a luxurious two story pent house with the view of Lake Michigan and the rest of Chicago, V.I.P tickets to every Chicago Bulls game, and driving a Lamborghini, and I'm only 22. Ah yes...I am blessed to be here right now. I proved my pessimistic parents wrong, shoved my success in my brothers and sisters faces, and told all my teachers who said I was destined for failure to fuck themselves. I've been on the front page of Cover Girl magazine, walked down the red carpet and got invited to the Grammy awards...twice. After college, I haven't been on good terms with my family. Well my parents to put it as a matter of fact. I talk to my siblings at every chance that I get or when they aren't as busy as I am. I moved out of my parents house after highschool since I was such an 'poor excuse for a daughter' and moved to Chicago to live with my aunt for a while until I finished school and worked to pay off student loans. I hate to admit it too but my parents were right when they said it was hard as hell out here in the real world. But all my hard work is paying off. My college fees were finalized and paid off and all I have to do now is be me. I stepped out of the shower and walked into closet. 

"Nothing too sexy and nothing too classy....Ugh Ronii should I just go out in yoga pants, toms, and a tank"? I asked myself sorting through my immensely large closet for comfortable clothing.


"Ugh! Victoria Secrets is too sexy... I can't go to the meeting with my boobs playing peek-a-boo with Lady Cait and Monsieur Lament. Man I need to stop talking to myself."
 Before I continued looking for the 'perfect outfit' I was interrupted with impatient knocks on my door. And the only person that I know who does that is the gentle giant himself...My best friend and personal electrician, Bertholdt. I strutted out the closet and to the front door in my underwear. A very, very ,very bad habit of mine that I really need to control. But has taken it's toll since I'm 99 percent of the time in my underwear anyways, I live by myself, and....it makes me feel free.  

"BERTL TURTLE"!!!! I squealed as I yanked the door open. He doesn't care for the pet name I gave him but knows that I really didn't care.

"Geez [Name] where's the rest of your clothes"? He asked with a red face.

"Aww! You're so cute. And I'm searching for them...well searching for an outfit." I stated stepping aside so he could come in. He sat himself on my couch and breathed heavily before lying down sideways.

"Well since you're here, I need you to tell if the clothes that I picked out are either A: Too sexy or B: too classy." I said while placing a lavender v-neck with black laced trimmings in front of me.

"Why"?

"Because Ronii said nothing too sexy or too classy."

"You still talk to him"? Bertholdt asked surprised.

"Yes, he's my best friend as well as you. Besides the fact that he's gay and prefers to known as the fab-fierce female named Chardonnay." I stated as a matter of fact. 

"So why do you call her Ronii." He stated putting emphasis on 'her'. 

"Because it's better than calling her Char or Nay-Nay. Now stop asking questions and critique my outfits I have to go in 45 minutes Bert. And also...I don't feel like diving today so can you drop me off at the agency"? 

"Will Maya be there"? 

"Um I guess so. Why?" 

"No reason, I'll drop you off. And I like the top by the way." He said giving me one of his signature grins. 




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After a long day of taking photos, posing in annoying positions while going damned near blind after every camera flash, a very amusing meeting with Monsieur Lament and Lady Cait, and Stress shopping with Ronii, I made it home...finally. 

"Good evening Ms.Makani." My doorman acknowledged.  

"Evening Vern. Tell the Mrs. I said thanks for her Polish Rolls." 

The lobby is kind of crowded tonight. I'm too tired to even find out what the occasion is. I trudged to the opened elevator that released a family before getting in and pressing the button for the last floor. I sighed and leaned against it's walls, putting my head back in fatigue. I can't wait to get back into my bed. Maybe tonight wouldn't be as bad as it was last night. Hopefully I won't dream about him at all. The elevator finally opened it's doors to the 78th floor of the apartment complex. I sighed heavily before heaving my tired form off the wall and walked down the hall to my front door. Besides the all the noise from downstairs it's uncomfortably quiet up here...a little too quiet. My stomach tightened in an uneasy feeling. Like something is watching me. I turned my head to check my surroundings, nothing to the left, nothing to the right...just me. Goosebumps ran down my arms as I opened the door to my penthouse.

"Well that was creepy."I stated aloud as I closed and locked the door behind me. I kicked off my heels and trudged upstairs to my room, the sleepiness finally taking over as I flopped belly-up onto my bed. The sweet comfort and softness engulfed me as my muscles relaxed and loosened. I don't remember the last time I actually slept this good. My foot twitched slightly as bought my legs up to my chest and turned on my side. A rush of air brushed against my feet making me wiggle my toes. Blindly, I reached down and pulled my blanket over me. I sighed out of sheer bliss and let the sounds of the city at night soothe me. Normally it would be louder than it is now. A police siren went off in the distance, I opened my eyes slightly to look at the lights as it came closer to my apartment building. The siren seemed to get quieter as it got closer and closer. Confused and curious I get out of my bed and walked to my balcony to see what was going on. Peeling the curtain back and opening it's doors, I walked out into the cold city air. I walked towards the edge, placing my hands on the banister and gripping them as I leaned forward. The police car and the siren both began to get slower. The red and blue lights were beginning to move slower. 

"That's strange...what the hell..." I turned my attention to the plane in the sky. It too was moving slower. I looked down at the people below, they were walking slow as well. The loud sounds downstairs began to get quieter. I stood on my tippy toes to peer at Lake Shore Drive...the traffic too. Everything was coming to a halt. It's like time itself had stopped. Everything and I mean EVERYTHING stopped moving. There was no sound, no moving person or object...just me. Not even the wind blew or the lake crash against the beach. My heartbeat quickened, and palms began to sweat. There it is again...that gut wretching feeling. 

"[Name]....I'm back." 

 My whole body shut down and just froze at the sound of his voice. He's not here. He's not here..He's not even in the country. This is all a part of my- 

"Imagination" ? He laughed heavily. I can feel his arms wrap around my waist but found no initiative to move.I grimaced as he brushed his lips against my neck.

"Ooh [Name]... you don't know how much I've missed you. You haven't been with any other guys have you? And don't lie to me." 
I felt myself getting queasy and soon began to sway. Uncontrollable tears ran down my face as I tried to find my voice. I opened my mouth as if to say something but all that came out was inaudible whimpers and vowels. He  kissed my cheek and pressed his lips onto my ear. I can smell the heavy whiskey in his breath. It made me want to vomit. 

"Who.have.you.been.with.[Name]? I bet it's that Eren guy was it? He can't fuck you like I can...now can  he"? He whispered huskily snaking his hands from my waist to my thighs. 


"R-Reiner please s-stop. I-I-I swear I didn't do- "

"DON'T LIE TO ME"!!!!  I screamed as he yanked me into him. 

"Do you know what happens to little girls who lie me [Name]? Huh? Do you"? 

"N-no Rei-Reiner..." 

"They fall." I felt myself being lifted off of my feet and forced closer to the edge. 

"REINER NO!!!!! PLEASE STOP"!!!!!! My fingers scrambled to grasp the banister tightly before he pushed my body over the rim. I dangled for dear life as both of my hands clung on to the bansiter. There was a burning sensation in my hands from holding on too tight. My arms felt as though they'd snap. 'Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down.' I whispered to myself squeezing my eyes shut. I held on so tight that my fingernails dug themselves into my hands. 

"[Name]...look down. Let go." Heavy sweaty palms were placed on mine. The pressure got heavier...this bastard was squeezing my hands.  

"Let go [Name]."  I felt his fingers dig into the back of mine, prying them open. 

"NO!! PLEASE STOP!!!!! PLEASE"!!!!!! 

"Bye [Name]. Enjoy the ride down."