Our Love (Yandere X Reader)

part 37

A week later...
Ophelia's POV:
It felt like it was so long since I've seen y/n. Only a week.
Ashley was going on about wanting to kill herself all of the sudden.

"Just- I hate my life now!" Everyone crowded the crying girl, comforting her.

And they said I'm emo

I smiled and thought to myself. I'll make your dreams come true.

I skipped class and went outside the school and called the office.

"Hello _____ high school how may we help you?" The lady said.

"Hey can you send Ashley Heartman out?" I put on my acting voice.

"Oh I'm sorry ma'am I cannot. You didn't call in sooner and-" here's where the years of acting In my room come in.

"Please! We have this *sob* funeral, they just planned it and I didn't know about it! Ashley's grandma *sob* is gone!"

"Okay okay ma'am I'll send her out!"

"Thank you! Don't tell her, I want to break the news carefully to *sob* her"

I heard Ashley's name over the intercom and waited for her to come out. She walked out looking for a car. I grabbed her and pulled her behind a tree and shoved sleeping pills and water down her throat. She coughed and almost instantly passed out. Prolly because they were horse tranquilizers, of course not full grown, it would probably kill her on the spot. I had my own plan. I took her to the country to a big tree. They called it the suicide tree because there was a rumor that people killed themselves on it. I'm putting thoes rumors to rest and making it a reality. It was in the middle of nowhere. I layed her next to the tree on her back. Waiting for her to wake up. I stared at the setting sun. It took me a while to get there. Her eyes opened lazily, growing wide at the sight of me.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" She looked around and continued "where are we?!" She froze when she realized.

"You wouldn't-"

"Oh yes I would"

"So you d-did kill Piper?"

"Ding ding ding!"

She tried to run but I held a knife to the bottom of her chin.

"Why me?! I know I was talking shit bit it shouldn't matter! Its just words! According to everyone else, you used to get bullied but it never bugged you! Why does this?!"

"Because!"

"Why?!"

"YOUR FUCKING PERFECT!" Everyhting went quiet.

"Why do you think I'm perfect?!" She must've thought I liked her because she looked disgusted.

"EVERYTHING! YOU HAVE THE PERFECT BODY SHAPE! THE PERFECT HAIR! THE PERFECT FACE! YOU HAVE A GOOD BODY STRUCTURE! YOU HAVE A SLIM FACE!" her expression went blank, maybe a little flattered.

"Me on the other hand." I could feel the tears flowing. "I ain't slim in the stomach and waist, I don't have big tits and a big ass. My face isn't slim...it's round. I'm not good for anything.." I felt tears forming.

All of the sudden, something snapped in me.

"I don't fucking care. I'll always be better than you."

"What you wanna look like a slut?!"

"No!" The knife dug into her chin.

My thoughts overwhelmed me.

Your not good enough.

I moved the blade down to her chest, her cleavage that was probably fake.

Your ugly.

I dug the knife into her chest, a small pool of blood starts to form on her chest.

Your worthless.

I pushed harder

All your good for is people's sexual desires.

I drug the knife slowly down her body

Your never gonna be good enough.

I got to he stomach.

Your mom killed herself because of you.

The knife dug into her stomach and drug down.

Your mom never wanted you.

Her screams echoed throughout the trees.

She'd still be here if it wasnt for you.

Her organs poured out as she reached for my face.

Your just a stupid whore.

I dropped the knife and grabbed her long intestine.

Nothing can fix you.

I wrapped it around her neck.

Your fucking crazy.

I wrapped the other end on a branch.

Just like your mother.

My hands covered with blood.

It runs in your veins, psychotic.

I pushed her off of a branch, her screams being taken over by quiet coughing.

Yes. YES.

She stopped squirming and I jumped from the tree. I looked at the scenery and took a photo. She was dangling, her gorging hanging out of her stomach while she was hanging by her long intestine. I turned around and went home.

When she got home...

No one's car was there. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself.
Blood was smeared on one side, in the shape of a hand print. Blood splatters all over my face. I looked down at my hands that were covered in blood. I felt a smile creep onto .y face as I started laughing. My laughing got louder. I couldn't control it. I felt tears stream down my face, the maniac laughing continued. More and more tears flowed. I grabbed my face and cried and laughed all at once. What's happening to me? The laughing faded and and tears flooded in. After I calmed down, I got in the shower. I looked down and watched as the water changed from a clear color to a red tint to red. All the blood washed off of me.

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