Sally Face x Reader | Book 2

Unnatural Tendencies | Sal 🥀

Yandereish! Sal Fisher x Reader

Sal has friends, he does. They treat him like any other human being. But you're just different.

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He was aware of the things he was feeling. He'd never felt rage or fits of jealousy. Not even with the small crush, which is now dead, for Ash.

He didn't know what it was, all he knew is that he'd become greedy for your attention and time. It was unlike him and incredibly out of character. Others had taken notice, unfortunately Henry had just chalked it up to Sal finally opening up to someone.

Larry knew Sal had been acting weird after he had confessed he felt a sort of way for you. He was happy Sal was able to confess something like that to him, but he also wished he hadn't because he was starting to notice the small details.

The way Sal would drop conversations when you rounded the corner, which had bothered him at first but he knew that if he liked you he would have been in the same place. Larry didn't see you that way, but you were charismatic in nature. Guys and girls had crushes on you. Sal just happened to be the next one who did.

Ash was the second to notice. Whenever Sal would borrow her polaroid camara, he'd return it with a new pack of film as he had used it all. She was thankful, she truly was, but it got weird when she noticed that all those films were of you and Sal, a few of you two with Gizmo or Larry but that was it

Todd never paid mind to anything, it was Neil who had pointed out how Sal would miss out on boys night and find out the next day that he was tied up at the apartments watching movies with you all night.

They had tried inviting you to those hangouts but you'd always politely decline, reminding them that you didn't want to intrude on their own time, that they deserved to lay back on their own time.

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Ash was on watch duty as Larry and Sal had snuck into a teachers class. It had been well over a few months since Mrs. Packerton had died, the cult had gotten to her after she was discovered by Sal's group. A consequence of her inability to keep their secrets.

Ms. Jones was likely a member of the cult as well. After a summons to the office for a package, she had accidentally dropped a few papers to the ground, a couple which you had managed to steal quickly.

The sigils drawn on the paper were a good indicator used to identify the obvious. She was probably another clone who would be used to cover up the transgressions happening in town, just like the case of Charles Mansfield.

Ash leaned back against her locker, analyzing the scribbles on the paper, all while looking side to side, making sure no one was coming. Her back had collided with the lockers behind her, the sound of a padlock hitting the ground startled her.

"Oh shit." She mumbled as she looked down, the small S craving told her who it belonged to. She goes to pick it up, and as she did a small paper film caught her attention.

She flipped it over, it was a picture of you and Sal sitting on the floor, the couch behind you telling her that story. It was a little blurry seeing as it was dark and the light from the TV was the only source, aside from the poor flash quality of the camera.

' First Movie Night w/ Yn <3 4/5/199* '

She smiled at it, turning around to open his locker before it was knocked off her face. A stack of more pictures were inside. Most of you, at least 5 or 10 were of the group.