Tripping on Trooms {yandere heathers x gn(ish)!reader)

12

[Who are we...?]

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     The play had ended quite a while ago. You were walking slowly to where JD had said he wanted to meet up. You and Heather Chandler hadn't spoken a word to you the entire walk.

      "Y/n...." Until now. "What?" Your tone had come out so harsh and unkind. You hadn't even realized it. She flinched. She actually flinched. "I-I'm sorry." Her eyes narrowed. "Are you though?" She asked.

      That left you stumped. Actually stumped. "I'm not sure." You scratched your cheek. She looked at you worried. "Are you actually worried for me, or are you just looking at me, just to look at me." 

      That left her stumped. "I think I might be gay." You smiled a little bit at her. "I was already aware of that." "What?!"

      You chuckled a little bit.

      RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNG!

      You flinched at how loud it was. Heather Chandler glared at you. "Sorry. I didn't realize-" She shook her head. "Just answer the phone." "Right." 

     "Yellow?" You answered. "Hey Y/n, it's me, JD."  You smiled slightly. "Oh hey JD! I'm guessing you're calling to actually tell me the location and not just leaving me clueless?" You said passive aggressively.

     Silence was heard from the other side of the phone. "Sorry." He said. You only rolled your eyes. "Never mind that. Where are we gonna meet up?" You questioned. "The graveyard. It's really close by." 

     Heather Chandler's eye brows furrowed. How did he know where they were? Heather Chandler shook her head. She wouldn't mind if you died. In fact, she would love it! You two could be ghost girlfriends!

      The thought of dating a girl disgusted her. But you... She watched as you talked on the phone with that creepy new kid. She couldn't watch if he spilled your sweet..crimson....red......blood..

     You would look so good in red.

       "Heather? Heather Chandler!" You yelled out. Snapping her out of her... Questionable thoughts. "Yeah?" You slightly smiled at her. "Did you ever really want to become popular?" 

     She laughed mockingly. "Of course I did! Who wouldn't want to live such a glorious life!" She said with wide arm movements. You looked at her in worry. "Really? It seems fake and toxic."

      She didn't answer. "Heather." She took a glance at you for a split second. "What?" She asked. "I don't know." She looked at you in confusion. "Then why did you ask for me?" She questioned. You only shrugged with a smile gracing your lips.

     Which made her blush worsen.

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     JD paced anxiously. As if it were clockwork, you appeared graciously. His heart beat faster and faster. He couldn't help himself. He quickly raced over to you with a huge smile directed to you and only you.

    "Y/n! I'm so glad you could make it!" You looked uncomfortable. Why? You only nodded at him. "I have something important to tell you..." He said. "What's up?" His heart beat heavier and heavier. 

     Your voice drove him crazy. "I'm in love with you." Your eyes widened. JD took something from behind him. Something that you didn't even realize was behind him.

     Your eyes widened when you realized what it was. "J-JD...How do you have that...?" He smirked as he threw the dynamite in between his hands. "My dad's company. Don't you remember?" He asked, 'innocently.'

     You took a step back. You should have known coming here would have been a mistake. But you didn't listen. Now, didn't you? No. no. No. NO. NO!

     You weren't going to let [REDACTED] win. "JD. What're you going to do with that dynamite...?" He grinned. "Blow it up." He stated matter of factly. "Yeah. I know you are. But like, where...?"

     "Our high school." Your eyes widened. "No. You...You can't!" He took some threatening steps towards you. Making you take some steps back. Based on his facial expressions. You knew that he knew, that you were going to run.

      "You're either with me or against me, my love." He said. "Bro I don't even know you!" He grinned wider and wider. "Of course you know me!" "You're my best friend's ex boyfriend! You literally broke up with her, just HOURS ago!" 

     He didn't seem to understand the stress you were going through. He didn't care. You were alone with him. Quite a few minutes away from people. He could do whatever he wanted to with you.

      The ending stayed the same in the end anyways. He laughed maniacally. "You really think you have a choice?!" He reached into his back pocket. You felt yourself go stiff. 

A gun.

      "Do you really think a silly little gun trick is going to make me scared of you?! It's probably fake!" He gave a 'are you serious' look. He smiled.

     Then giggled. Then laughed. Then he became hysterical. "Fine. If I can't have you..." He cocked the gun and pointed at you.

"No one can."

BANG!