Blatant Lies (yandere mlqc vampires x reader)

a fair maiden

birthdays used to be fun. when she was a child, her parents would do everything they could to make her birthdays enjoyable. they would save up for months for her gifts, they would plan her parties in advance. it was such a joyous occasioin. 

after the plague came and went, her parents now long gone, Y/ns birthdays had turned solemn. 

she lifted her hoop skirts, trudging along the dusty path to her current employers farm. her shoes kicked up rocks, water splashing gently in the well bucket she had gotten for him. 

cattle grazed around her, lazy and beautiful in the setting sunlight. 

she had turned 22 today. the fact that she wasnt married, not even being courted by anyone, signaled the fact she most likely never would. which was fine. she enjoyed her time alone, and she hated the idea of having children. sure it was the only way she would be remembered, but she didnt care. 

twisting the knob on the door, Y/n stepped into the barn. the smell of horses stuck to her clothes when she went back to her house. she had a slice of coffee cake, a candle, and salted pork waiting for her to celebrate. 

the water sloshed into the trough, trickling down the dirt irrigation tunnels and filling the smaller private troughs for each horse. they lazily munched grass, coming and going between the stables to drink and play. she envied them in a way. they wouldnt have to work themselves to the point of exhaustion most of the time. they had someone else to take care of them. 

she set down the bucket, dusted off her grimy, white skirts, and peeked around. the tools were all in place, shed already milked the cattle and set out the pails to be pasturized. tomorrow she would help sheer the sheep, and after that she could take the wool to be turned into yarn. 

her hands and face were covered in dirt. her hair was pulled into a tight braid on the back of her head. she took the bolt, placed it into the locking mechanism and pushed as hard as she could on the doors. 

they didnt budge. 

not even the horses could open them. 

she brushed off her hands again, opened an empty stable, and sidestepped manuer and urine soaked hay. walking through the firm, trampled ground of the pastuer, she paused by a sleek, black and white stallion. 

"hello." y/n murmured. 

she placed her hand on its hind, dragging it along the back as she circled the horse. it was her favorite one. the horse turned and eyed her lazily, it huffed out a breath and bumped its large nose to her cheek. 

"i know ive missed you to." Y/n said. 

she enjoyed th ehorses the most. they seemed to like her to. 

"you have a goodnight alright?" y/n said. 

she pet the horses velvety nose, pushing a kiss on its forehead and patting its head. 

the wind was starting to pick up, the sky turning grey. 

they were supposed to get rain this evening. she would need to hurry home now. 

with a quick goodbye, Y/n hopped the fence, gathered her things, and took the shortcut in the woods to her home. 

it wasnt big, just one room, a fire stove, a table, and a bed. she didnt own books since she wasnt a good reader, she had some unfinished sewing projects, including a winter coat for herself. 

trudging alone, something her parents had warned her not to do, Y/n glanced up at the quickly darkening sky. 

the moon would be out soon. and she would be asleep.