I only have eyes for you, darling. [Yandere Wally x nonbinary reader]

Chapter Four: Y/n

Your whole body felt sore.

What even happened? All you knew is that you blacked out.. or something...
You struggled to pick yourself up, but you eventually could sit up and look around. You felt confused, but worst of all, really sore.

You looked around to your surroundings, you seemed to be in your attic.. but you just felt weird. You eventually could stand up, as you walked back downstairs. You went to the kitchen and your glass from last night was still there.

"I need more water.." you said to yourself as you poured yourself some. A knock was then heard a the door. Who could that be? You hesitated to open the door, making you whole body tense when you heard a familiar voice.

You opened the store to see your boss. "Hello?" You asked, seeing them with a worried face.

"I was worried sick for you, Y/n. I heard screaming around a night ago and you didn't even show up for work!" Realization hit you like a train. You went pale as you didn't even know how long you were out for.

"Miss..! I'm so sorry i---" your boss just looked to you.

"Y/n, no need to be sorry, but.. I do have something for you. It might help." Your boss then proceeded to pull out a business card. "It's for a therapist near by. I hope you check it out, good day." As your boss leaves, you look down to the ground.

Great.

You put the card near your face as you look to it. What did you even need a therapist for? You sighed, putting the card on the table as you decide to make yourself some breakfast. As you take out a pan and your cookbook, you felt eyes on you.

At this point, you were debating if it was even normal anymore. You were always slightly paranoid, but ever since your mother gave you wally, you felt eyes on you at all times.

It gave you the heeby jeebys that was for sure. You finished up make breakfast as you say a plate out for you. You grab your walkman as you switch on some tunes. You slowly danced around your kitchen as you grabbed your pan to sit it on the table.

You continue to listen to the radio as you ate, static began to happen and you just felt annoyed. You felt as you just heard static all the time now, and nothing else. You were honestly tired of it.

You finished up breakfast, standing up and bringing your plate to the sink to wash it. All around you, you could hear giggling.

Go away.

You kept telling yourself that it wasn't worth your time.

But it kept getting louder.

What is this?

Some hellhole of a house?

Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.
Go away.

In a fit of rage, you threw the plate down onto the floor, making it shatter. Your eyes widen as you watch it scatter in a million tiny pieces. You back up, as you hit the back wall. What were you doing? What was wrong with you?

You looked at your hands to see them trembling. Tiny tears formed in your eyes as you stared at the shattered plate. What was going on with you?

The giggling wouldn't stop, it was like it was taunting you, waiting for you to break. You weren't religious or anything, but you started to pray.

You couldn't take it anymore.

"If this is some nightmare, please let me wake up." You say, grabbing a broom to sweep up your mess. As you swept, you kept hearing voices. You wanted it to stop, so badly..

As you finished sweeping, you took the dust pan to the trashcan, emptying it as the walkman continued to play it's music. You began to feel breathing on your neck again.

You tensed up as you felt soft fingers become placed on your shoulder. "W-who are you.. and what are you doing in my house..?" You stammered, with the breathing becoming more intense.

"Speak. I want answers.." you say as you stayed still, visibly terrified with a face of fear.

"My name, dear?"

You eyes widened as you didn't want to turn around.

"Yes.. tell me. Your name." Your fist rolled into a ball as the grip on your shoulder tightened.

"Wally Darling."

Before you could react, you felt a cold, hard, heavy object hit you on the back of your head. Your world then went black.

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