You looked upwards. Or...what you thought was upwards. "You're awake!" A feminine voice called out. You noticed your position. You seemed to be...being cuddled by someone, perhaps?
"Who...who are you?" You asked out of nowhere. The face of the person seemed to be getting more and more clear.
"Aw, darling, I'm hurt." She pouted. That's when it hit you.
"Heather?!" You asked. "I can actually feel you! And...my hand doesn't go through you?" You were poking her arm.
She only smiled. "And you have angel wings! That's...that's really surprising." She pouted and lightly flicked your forehead. "Rude."
She scoffed. "Not as rude as that comment. But you're lucky I love you." She smiled and hugged you again. You took the time to observe your surroundings.
It seemed to be...heaven? It was really peaceful. "Is this heaven?" You asked her.
"Nope! Purgatory." You laughed a little. "Yep, that's what I was expecting." She scoffed. "Ouch...that really hurt my feelings." You gently hugged her back and lifted her up.
"Well...I guess I can't really do anything else now. I guess we're spending eternity with each other. Just like how you wanted, right?" Heather nodded and rested her head on your shoulder. You gently patted her head.
"I didn't mean to." You whispered.
"Hm?" Her curiosity was piqued.
"I mean...why would he kill me? I didn't think...Obsession is a strange thing." You muttered. Heather Chandler only hugged you tighter. "I'm sorry Y/n. But it surely isn't your fault you were murdered. I promise it wasn't."
You nodded. "I'll try and believe you. But...thanks Heather. Mean's a lot." She hugged you even tighter.
"I love you, Y/n." She whispered.
"I love you too, Heather."
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Tripping on Trooms {yandere heathers x gn(ish)!reader)
Fanfic"She's gotta be trippin on trooms now, thinkin that she could hide!" Your average high school life taking a dark twist as you soon discover not everyone in life is sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows. :) (off topic rq, I saw the musical, and the quick...
