Our Spooky Month (?)

(Horror) Teen! Skid x Yandere! Reader: Insanity.

(You're Gender Neutral in this. This takes place in the "house on the hill".)

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(Note: Why do I not feel guilty writing this?)

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(Requested by No one.)

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(Warning: Character death, violence, and a very homicidal, deranged and lovesick you.)

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Y/N's POV:

A lovely sunny day is what you were expecting here, wasn't it?

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Well, no, not at all.

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Skid is crying on the ground while holding his "dear friend" tightly and repeatedly saying "I'm sorry." I have to admit, I feel a little strange in this situation, but then again, that "dear friend" of his is what caused this entire situation.

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 Or at least, that's what I'd like to think.

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"W-Why...?" Skid looks up at me, his eyes being filled with that beautiful fear. "You know why, sweetie." I feel a smile slowly forming on my lips, blood still flowing from a cut I've gained from him. He looks at his mask on the ground, then back up at me. "JUST TELL ME WHY!!" He grabs the mask from the ground and throws it at me.

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I grab the mask quickly, then continue to stare at him. "He was in the way. He stole you from me. He could never love you as I do. I needed you more than him." I kick the pumpkin mask roughly, causing Skid to drop Pump's body onto the ground. "HE WAS MY FRIEND!!" He gets up with an angry expression forming on his face.

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"Was he?" His expression softens a bit. "Think about it: He started ignoring you, he lied to you that he was "fine", and now..." I point at his body. Skid stays silent. "You're better off with me." I slowly walk over to him. He then looks up at me and backs away, having a more disturbed expression on his face. I tilt my head in confusion.

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"How?" He looks at me, having a more serious expression. "You k-killed my best friend, you killed my bullies a-and you kidnapped me..." Tears start flowing from his eyes again, hiccups following his words too. I put a hand on his cheek, causing his eyes to widen and hiccups to stop. "I truly love you, and with me, I'll never hurt you or let anyone hurt you."

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I give him a soft yet twisted smile. He stares at me in silence then roughly pushes me away. "Eh? Are you not happy, dear?" I look at him with a puzzled yet hurt look. He takes a couple of steps back before tripping over the carpet. "I'm trying my best just to protect you, and this is how you pay me?" The same twisted smile from earlier returns to my face.

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"They all hurt you. They all ignored you. They all hated you." I approach him a little quickly. I grab a knife from my pocket, the same one used to rid of the others. He gasps, trying to climb up the stairs while still facing me. "If you keep crying like this..." I grab him by the collar of his sweater. Tears roll down his cheeks as he stares into my eyes.

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"I'll give you a reason to cry."

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(Words: 583)

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(I'll probably create a part 2 based on what happened earlier and how it happened.)

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(Me from the future: I decided to rewrite this story, but I'm still keeping this one up, so keep an eye out for it.)