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

Chapter eight: Y/n

(A/N:
damn-
Y'all are eating this up-)

Tw: blood, wally

You wrap your arms around your legs as you roll up into a ball. Hot tears rolled down your cheeks. You wanted to go home. Why didn't he kill you already?

As you cried, your tears fell onto your legs making them wet. You were honestly a mess, you hated the fact that everything you love and your life itself was on the line.

The moonlight through the window shined onto the tiled floor, making the room slightly light up. In the corner of the room, you could see slight scratches on the wall. You stood up, slowly making your way to the wall.

You grazed your fingers over the surface. These were definitely made by some type of living being, if it was made with a knife, the scratches would be cleaner. A thought then began to form in your head.

Were there others before you?

You heard your door open, showing wally watching you from the crack in the door. "Darling? Didn't I tell you to go to bed?" He asked, the door slowly opening. "What are you doing, my dear?"

You knew you were going to get hurt again. You honestly wanted him to kill you so badly, to the point of where if he didn't do it, you would do it yourself. It would be a hell of a lot easier, that was for sure.

The man walked up to you, slipping his arms around your waist, making you tense up in fear. "I sometimes wonder how satisfying it would be to hear your screams." You felt cold medal slowly slide across your neck, but not actually cutting you. It then stopped at the middle of your neck.

You stood there frozen, you didn't cry, you didn't yell. You stood there. He had total control over you, and you knew this. There was no point anymore, it was just you and him till the end.

The knife from your neck dropped as a quick slash was felt on your stomach, then another, and another.

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You laid on the floor, slowly bleeding out, with dry tears coating your cheeks. You felt nothing, you didn't deserve to or even want to at this point. but the one thing you knew each time, is that you would continue to wake up.

Every. Single. Time.

You closed your eyes, laying on your side in immense pain. But... You deserved it all, didn't you? This was because wally loved you. He did it all for you. All of it.

You tired to pick yourself up, it was hard, but you could finally start to stand up. You felt extremely weak, you honestly didn't even know why you still were here.

Did he really keep you here because he loved you? Or were there others before you?

You saw the scratches on the wall. You knew they weren't from a knife, could they have been from another neighbor?

The moonlight slowly shined on you as you sat there. You had no other purpose but to please him. No other reason to live.

"Darling... Are you still awake? Even after I punished you...?" He was back.

The sound of his voice made you cry. You wanted him to go away forever. You wanted to go home. You never wanted to be here.

The door swung open, making the wood crash against the wall. Your eyes widened, you already knew what he was going to do.

"My dear..." Wally bent down to your weak body sitting on the floor. He wrapped his arms around you as you sat there. Hot tears running down your face once again, the water began to hurt your eyes. You had never cried this much in your life. You hated yourself so much, but you hated wally more.

Every bit of your rage went to him.

You hated him.

You wanted to go home, but yet he could still watch you if you did.

As he hugged you, you began to scratch his back as much as you could. You were furious at him, every bit of your anger was because of him.

Wally took your shoulders to make you look at him. He seemed like he was trying to frown, but it seemed impossible for him. "My dear.. why are you trying to hurt me? I thought you loved me, darling."

You shook you head as you began to cry hysterically. "I'LL NEVER LOVE YOU! YOUR THE REASON I AM IN PAIN." Wally didn't like that sentence. He slapped you, hard. He took your neck as he put you inches away from his face.

"Stop lying." He then threw you to the ground as he laughed. "I love you, my dear. Good night." He then left the room once again.

You laid there.

With no feeling.

You were his.

Forever.

You were all his.

You began to cry more and more. You didn't care at this point how much he would hurt you. You just wanted to die, even if you were terrified of the thing after death itself. It would be better then being with Wally.

In the weakness of your voice, you could speak two words.

"I'm.. sorry..."

You then passed out from exhaustion, but it felt like an escape. You would be free for a few hours.