A lovesick murderer and his court-ordered therapist... truly a love story to remember
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Yandere sal fisher x therapist reader
GUYS I SWEAR IT GETS GOOD IN LATER CHAPTERS
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I HADN'T HAD nightmares for weeks, not since I met her, it had been a nice freedom from the crippling night terrors I'd experienced since the accident. Tonight was different, I woke in an oh so familiar manner, it was the first time I'd dreamed of anything but her in months, well I technically had dreamed of her, but it was different.
In this dream, two guards had been strapping me into an electric chair, the inevitable fate that I deserve, before they covered my eyes, I saw her, in the crowd, we made eye contact and she smiled at me.
That smile that I'd grown so fond of, the one I couldn't get enough of. I knew she was attempting to comfort me in this moment, but she was genuinely happy to see my death. The last thing I heard before I woke came from the mouth of my beloved herself and still echoed in my head. She had called me a monster, said I deserved to die.
I tried to convince myself she didn't actually think like that, that I wasn't a monster in her eyes, but I very well could be, she knows what I did, I would be disgusted with me if put in her position. I couldn't blame her, but I could hold out hope that she was different, that she believed me.
Though I could only hope.
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' ' put it up myself' '
A/n: Sorry for the shorter chapter I've had like no motivation the next one will be longer I promise
