A little bit different (yandere!Roy x Reader)

Chapter 1

Yo, the first chapter lolll! This chapter doesn't contains any warnings other then swearing, and that's all! I hope you enjoy this story :)

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8:37 PM - ohio.

father start driving his car, hedding somewhere, I was in the front sit, infront of him. I didn't spoke, neither did he. It was just the sound of peace.

"trust me, honey, you will love it there! Lyla will take good care of you." he broke the comfortable silent, suddenly. He started talking and talking while I was lost on my own thoughts.

".... Why?" I said, cutting him off

"huh? Don't you like Burger king? We can go somewhere else if you want t-" "why are you leaving me with a random woman, I have never heard of?" I cutted him off. He didn't say shit.. Just breathed heavily as if he was dying.

"look- y/n.. She is a nice woman tho-" "I need answers, not a identification of this lady. Father." I said as calm as possible, cutting him off again.

"*sight* y/n.. I wich I wouldn't do this.."
"..."
"but it's just that- I gotta focus on my work, again.."
"..."
"and I'm pretty sure, you wont be able to take care of yourself, sweetie!"

"I can perfectly take good care of myself, and you know it." He was driving the road in silence.. Again. I didn't wanna speak either.
Glade I shuted him up before he could say anything else.
We don't want a little accident to happen again, don't we?

He seems nervous.
It's only a half an hour ride to the airport, but it felt like thousands of hours. And I was about to throw up.

Let's go back for a short amount of time, shall we?

I live with my father like, almost my whole life, as I remember at least. A little car crash led to the death of my mother, and my twin sibling as I was told. I, on the other hand, was in a coma for a whole fuckin' year, with a memory lost. Great..

I was told by father all of that. But you think I believe him? I mean, I did at first. But then, strange visions, dreams and even messages, were telling the complete opposite.

Father, as great as he is, didn't decline that he lied to me about my DEAD sibling, and that they are actually alive! But he didn't wanna say the truth because he didn't want me to go crazy, wich I did for five days.

That was a long time ago, tho. And from that time until this moment we are in, these weird feelings won't get away from me.
I think there is more to this story..
And, I wanna find out. What the fuck is going on with my life.
And believe me, I'm not gonna stop until I figure it out.

We were at Wendy's this time, god I hate this place.. But what can I say? I can't just tell this mother fucker "What the fuck are we doing here?" because he will just drove me to the airport.
And I am starving.
I could eat a human body if I had to.

Let us just skip the pain I went through..

The way to the airport wasn't so far from Wendy's so, I just enjoyed the comfort silence we were in as always. My relationship with father isn't that good, but he claims that it is the perfect relation between a father and his child.

We were there.. I'm not gonna lie, I feel kinda nervous about this, I mean- new city, gonna life with a new person -I don't remember the name of-, and.. People I don't even know- I think I'm gonna be as lonely as always..
(spoiler alert: No)

"Welp, are you ready to start a new life?" he said holding my backpack.

"More then you think." I lied, I didn't want to go anywhere to be honest.