Yandere Files: Rebirth

File 155 Stranded With a Yandere

Rodri: An Island? A Yandere? And a Reader that values his life more than anything? I've seen this reality show before...

I did something stupid, forgive me.

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I looked over the railing to the sea passing by this cruiser ship was my escapade of my own life and my own despair, as the sound of the waves being cut through and the sweet whisper of the cold night kept making the moon ahead of me look so close yet so far...

Reader: I didn't expected this night to be so bright...

Maki: It's romantic is it not?

I sighed and looked down at my shoes, this woman is Maki Ganhara, my ex-wife, and current torment.

Reader: You, followed me here? I bought this trip across the Pacific to be something peaceful for me...

Maki: And it can be, why don't you spend it alongside me? We can both enjoy this trip...

Reader: Maki, I said 2 years ago that we were done. I ain't standing your psychopathic mindset anymore.

Maki: You made me this way! You are the brightest star that ever shined upon my life...

Her words were sweet but she used that trick before I wasn't going to fall for that again...

Reader: Maki, No is a No, doesn't matter how I say it...

Maki pushed me against the railing and held on my shirt, I was leaning back and the fall into the sea wasn't short at all..

Maki: I love you so much it hurts to know you don't feel the same, Please take me back...

Reader: And what you'll have to explain the threats? The blackmailing? And the manipulation you did in order for me to comply to every single thing you said?

Maki: I did that in order to keep you close to me, I didn't want to lose you...

Reader: Should've thought of that when-

Maki: If I can't have you... then no one can!

She pushed me off the ship, I didn't knew how to swim and she knew that. I could only look up her face while I fell down onto the ocean...

The Next Morning...

I woke up, involuntarily I began coughing as I sat up on the sand, I was on a beach the sand was soft and white and the sea was crystal blue, around me there was nothing but palm trees and pointy rocks.

Reader: I... I'm not ok...

I stood up, my head was hurting so much as I took my steps across the sand slow and faulty steps as my vision began clearing...

Reader: I'm alone... Great, my ex tries to kill me and now I'm stranded somewhere.

I sat down under a palm tree to regain my breath, looking around trying to figure a way to leave or any sort of human activity.

Reader: I'm really screwed aren't I?

I removed my shirt to get that sticky thing off my body, I tied it on the tree and took a few breaths before standing up.

Reader: I better look around for something to help me, if I'm really alone I should start a fire and gather something to eat perhaps?

I walked away from that spot, the shirt was some sort of marking to where I've been. If I ever encountered it again I would know where I was.