Our Love (Yandere X Reader)

part 32

Earlier that day...
Y/N's POV:
I was heading to my next class after lunch. People were usually late that period because the teachers wouldn't be there on time because of their lunch break. I walk past the popular guys' group, of which consisted of Frank, Jeff, Koby, and the worst....Jacob. Thoes guys were the 'Jock populars' they played football and it made them popular. They were total assholes though. Like always, they were surrounded by girls. That's why I didn't date thoes kind of girls, they were bitches and they only liked the 'mean' dudes. Not to mention they are hardcore players. That's why I liked Ophelia. She was nice and kind and smart and loyal. Jacob caught a glance at me and smiled.

"Aye it's y/n! Come here dude!" He motioned for me to come over.

I slowly walked over there in confusion. Doesn't this guy hate me? Well it wasn't really confirmed, we just never talked.
He swung his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him like we were best buds.

"How ya been man? This guy is cool... yeah he's cool" I could sense his sarcasm.

"Man so your still dating Ophelia right?" He said giving my back a few pats.

"Yeah of course I am, why?" I said in a more quiet and dark tone.

"Oh isn't that nice?" I felt his grip on my shoulder tense.

"You know, I didn't think you would date Ophelia." I looked at him puzzled.

"Why is that?"

"Oh well your a really nice guy, a good one too. You are pretty handsome and I'd expect you to date someone like Brittany over here," the blonde girl smiled and waved as he continued. "But you go for the outcast? Pfft! She's fucking weird dude, up thoes standards man! She ain't meeting one of them!" My teeth clenched.

"Ophelia isn't just some weird girl. She's pretty and smart. Maybe you'd know more about her if you didn't judge by looks like everyone else. Maybe if you got-to-know girls instead of getting with a 'hottie' you'd actually pull a good bitch." He chuckled.

"Haha, then what are these?" He said putting his arms around the surrounding girls.

"Hoes." I said smiling.

His eyes grew red with anger. "You don't even know these girls!"

"Neither do you, clearly. I prolly know these girls better than you do because I look at the ugly things they are inside." My words started to infuriate him.

"All thoes hoes are is sex toys used for your enjoyment. They don't care if you love them or not, all they care about is if you got a big dick and if they can ride it." I turned around but was stopped by Jacob.

"And all Ophelia is is a weird emo that is probably into fucking dogs. Which clearly she is because that's was you are. She's just a motherless, low-life bitch who is using you." My fists clenched as he went on.

"All she wants is to be popular. Which will never happen with her clothing style and body shape" Jacob and his friends burst into a fit of laughter.

I turned around and swung my fist into is jaw, his head snapping to the side and knocking out a tooth. It fell silent. He felt the gap where the tooth once was with his tongue as he turned his head to look at me.

"Oh that's it fucking bitch" he stepped forward quickly and swung at me but I dodged.

I took off my f/c jacket and threw it to the ground. Jacob started swinging but I dodged each punch till he punched me right in the gut, causing blood to spurt out of my mouth. Fuck that hurt. I swung at his open face as he dodged a few. I punched him right across the face then uppercut him, causing him to stumble back. I swung at him with my right fist, then my left, then my right again and then I knee him in the gut making him fall to the ground. His words played in my head making my blood boil worse. I straddled him and held him down while swinging at his face, right, left, right, left, right, left. Back and forth. I swung at his face and hit his nose, I felt the crack of his nose breaking and blood spurts out his nose. That didn't stop me though, I kept swinging. He swung at my chest causing my body to lift, he slipped his foot under my stomach and flung me back. My back hit the lockers, smacking the wind out of me and making some blood come out of my mouth again. He walked up to me and swung, hitting my nose. Everything was going black but I thought of Ophelia. Fuck no. I kicked him square in the nuts with the bottom of my foot, making him step back and grab his dick. I stood up and punched him in the face. He grabbed my h/t h/c hair and turned my face towards the lockers. He was about to bash my face into the lockers. I kicked his knee, making it bend backwards and I slipped out of his grip from the side and I jumped, swinging my leg into the back of his skull, banging his head into the lockers. I landed on two feet perfectly and he stumbled back again. His head was heavy and he looked around in a daze. Then he fell to the ground. I was about to start swinging again. I was gonna kill this mother fucker. No one. Gets away with talking shit on my girl. I raised my fist to hit him but I heard a yell. The principle. I didn't care and started swinging again. I was gonna kill him. Nothing would stop me. I felt three pairs of arms grab me. One on each arm and one grabbing my torso. I look back to see three cops who was here because of the deaths recently.

"Jacob Steven's and Y/n L/n to my office right now!" The principle exclaimed.

Fuck.

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