- 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 .

𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝟓 .

[ Yandere!Rust x Reader . ]
**THE CHAPTER BELOW CONTAINS STRONG ELEMENTS OF YANDERE CONTENT. (EX: KIDNAPPING, GORE, NON-EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, TAKING ONE'S LIFE... ETC.) IF SENSITIVE TO TOPICS AS THOSE, PLEASE PROCEED CHAPTER WITH CAUTION!**

Rust, the man that used to be your friend. He used to be so sweet and kind, and now? He's just standing above you, looking down on you with a sadistic grin.

He looked almost pleased at how you were scared and shaky beneath him. Your breathing getting heavier by each second, a thin sheet of sweat starting to form on your body.

Dark crimson blood was spilled on the floor, not that he seemed to care. He crouched down to your eye level, smiling at you oh so warmly.

He used his calloused to hold your chin lightly, tilting it up so it would face him. He laughed coldly,

"See what happens now? I clearly told you to not try to even make an Attempt to escape from me, yet you still did it anyways. Did you think I was some kind of fool to fall for such pathetic little tricks like yours? You're quite naïve, love."

He spoke, tone laced with venom. Your tears-stained face, and your helpless yet enraged glare had him appreciate and praise you at your attempt.

Too bad you can't walk now.

Your broken, bruised legs were under his care. And the man that's in front of you could care less whether or not you had broken legs. In fact, it gives him one less problem to worry about!

The lump in your throat was growing bigger as it ached. More tears brimmed at your eyes, Rust gently held onto your broken legs.

He still kept his cold, maniacal grin on his pale face. He suddenly tightens his hold on your legs, sending a surge of pain through them.

More tears spilled from your eyes as you bit your bottom lip to prevent yourself from screaming.

Rust laughed, he was having the time of his life watching you struggle to keep your screams in. His eyebrows furrowed, as if he was pitying you.

"Poor thing, perhaps this shall be a lesson. There won't be a next time. Or I'll have you know to not disobey me again, got it [Name]?"

His deep voice echoed throughout the empty mansion like building.

You hiccuped, only nodding lightly in response. The man then let go of your legs, he pulled your shaking figure close to his as he soothingly rubbed your back. Whispering sweet-nothings in your ear until you eventually fall into unconsciousness due to the exhaustion of the torture he brought to you.

He smiled upon gazing at your sleeping figure, he turned his head to look at the dismembered head hanging on the ceiling. Crimson blood dripped onto the floor, creating a faint "splat" sound.

He sighed softly, placing you down on somewhere comfortable before he stood up and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Torturing you was fun, but cleaning the mess he made wasn't.

Oh well! At least he got a show out of pretty little you.

He hummed happily as he started to clean up the bloody mess. While he imagines delusional scenarios with you.

Perhaps one day you'll finally stay, and succumb to him.

- END -