▃▃ 𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐊𝐀 ◝
❝why would you need to be anywhere but here with your family?❞
↠ in which she dies but wakes up as her eight year old self with a family who've begun to act strangely.
✧ 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐂
yandere males & y/n
✧˖*°࿐ 𝐁𝐎𝐎�...
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II - The Monster -
Knuckles lightly tapping against wood, she repeated this process and then took a small step back to give space.
A few seconds passed and nothing. She waited patiently for a bit longer afterwards. Her waiting quickly turned into a minute, and then that minute turning into a five as she still continued to wait outside his door for an answer.
This was half expected. So she tried again, but louder than the last time. The sound of her knocks traveled down the hallways, most likely alerting the others to her being awake and out from her room.
And yet no one left their rooms, the same applied to Tommy. She tried one last time and when it became obvious that he wasn't going to answer anytime soon she was prompted to use her voice.
"Hello?" She called out in a whisper shout. Nothing. "Are you awake?"
Suddenly a groan emitted from the other side, far away from the door but not far enough to not be heard at all.
So Tommy was awake. He just didn't want to acknowledge her obvious presence outside his bedroom.
She pouted. "Can—" She needed to pretend to be scared if she wanted this to work. "Can I please come in?"
Wrapping her own arms around herself in a hug she listened as footsteps were rapidly approaching the door and in one swift moment it was slammed open, the blonde teen uncaring of whether or not the others in the house were bothered by this.
"What do you want?" He asked with a sharp undertone. Y/n didn't say anything for a few moments, stunned by seeing the younger Tommy glaring down at her with a lot less hatred than what she was used to.
He was only fourteen at the moment. And in the midst of his rebellious phase that never quite left him when he got older. Instead that rebellious phase turned into something he'd become infamously known for.
She gulped back her nerves and diverted her eyes. "I-I don't— I don't want to sleep alone. There's something under my bed..."
Tommy was silent for a few moments. Y/n looked up to see what his reaction was to what she said and had to hold back a scowl at his amusement he didn't try hard to contain.
"Pft— somethin' under your bed? Right, what's next? Wilbur got a girlfriend?" He paused and hardened his glare towards the little girl when she didn't show signs of responding. When in reality she was struggling with containing her own amusement at his words.
"There's nothing under your bed, and I'm trying to get some sleep. Leave me alone, and don't bother me again."
It looked like he was about to close his door, which made Y/n panic. "I'm serious! Please, you have to see it for yourself!" She quickly grabbed onto his forearm before he could pull himself away. Tommy scowled as he nonetheless let himself get dragged out from his room and into hers by someone seven years younger than him.
