I write short stories with yandere males x gender neutral readers
That is all
Tw: Yandere, Blood, Gore, Murder(Killers), Obsession/Possession, Kidnapping, toxic relationships, Stockholm syndrome, Torture, Murder weapons.
(Some chapters include hard...
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Tw: Manipulation, Vampire Yandere, Blood, Obsession, Stockholm syndrome
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"You know what I'm here for. So hand it over"
In front of you stood a taller male, his eyes were golden and some of his blonde hair fell over his face so nicely. You admired him for a while before hearing his complaining. You quickly pulled out a small bottle filled with a beautiful red liquid; Blood. His eyes lit up at the sight and snatched it from your grasp. He didn't give a second before he gulped all of it down, licking the liquid off his pale lips.
This was the usual. He would follow you around for hours before asking you to get him more blood. This time he wanted the blood from one of your classmates, so while they weren't looking you took out your pocket knife and gave them a cut. No one noticed it had been you but the classmate dripped enough blood. How you collected the blood without notice was difficult as you sneaked into the nurse's office and.. well, gather it all.
When he was done drinking he returned the bottle and walked out of the classroom you stood in. Your eyes looked down at the empty bottle in his hand. Something wet fell onto the glass.. only then did you realize the tears falling down your cheeks.
Your head shot up and you were in a different place. The roof.
Your eyes turned to see him standing there, but he wasn't alone. By him was another male with raven hair and a big smile. Your heart was beating rapidly and your legs moved quickly towards them, yet you paused.
Well after hearing the words that left the blonde's lips.
"Well.. would you want to go out sometime?"
Why did your heart hurt... Why were you crying as your body turned around and made its way down the stairs case? You felt as though something was ripped from your grasp... An empty feeling.
But why?..
This man had been stalking you ever since you came to this school.. he threatened you, followed you, ordered you around, and wouldn't let you go home. This was finally the freedom you wished for that first day so why didn't you want it anymore?
As your worn-out legs hit the ground, you kneeled in the middle of the empty school entrance. All you could see was another figure in front of you. They were surrounded in light.. wings spread from their back with a bag firmly on their side. In their hands were a bow and arrow...
Slowly they raised the bow and pulled back the arrow before giving you a soft smile... Then letting go...
Blood poured on the pavement below you whilst you processed what had happened. Your vision had become blurry and all you could taste was iron. Stuck in your chest was the arrow, straight through your heart.
The figure set its bow down while it seemed to look at you one last time,
"What a time for love.." was whispered in your ears before the light had disappeared.
Finally, you had pieced it together... The figure was never actually there and the arrow that broke through your chest was nothing but the feeling of your heart breaking in half. You grew feelings that weren't meant to be there... You saw things that were never to come true... You are in love with him... How could this have happened?..
