Deuce (Yandere X Reader)

A Perfect Family

They looked like the perfect family.

This is what the young boy thought, watching the family of four who stood there across him. A man, his wife and his two young children dressed in Black to show their sympathy, or perhaps their compliance to the norms.

His eyes left them to look down to his father's grave, listening to the hired clergy read out Psalms for the deceased. He knows it's due to religious belief, that it's meant to appease those who are left behind by the dead, to give them comfort that the person who left is now living a better life.

Even then, it really didn't offer anything to him, his only family died and yet he couldn't really call his father his family. He feels conflicted, his eyes flickered once again to the family, if only he had the same as them then he probably wouldn't be having a problem sorting out.

Sympathy is in the two adults' eyes but the two younger children couldn't quite understand yet and could only look around in confusion. It's a warm quiet day in South part of the town and the date is somewhere in July, he didn't keep track.

He should but he didn't, he doesn't know why either. He knows he should've, he must keep track since it's his father's date of funeral but he didn't. His eyes looked to the tombstone just above the space where his father is buried.

It's July 30 and it was Dominic Eisner's funeral and it can barely be called one. There is a body, a clergy, his family, but little to no attendees. Once again, it reminded him the reason why he even considers his father as his family in the first place.

Perhaps the amount of people who attended could explain his father's reclusiveness. He barely knew people who came to sympathize, he just came from his boarding school a country away where his father had sent him.

In total, there's only two who he knew. There's Emily, an elderly yet capable woman, she's his father's assistant in the law firm and was the person who often contacts him to check up on him. Other than Emily, its the man with his family.

How could he not know? It's his uncle, Dalton Eisner, who came all the way from America just to attend his twin brother's funeral. In all it's totality, it's only him and his family who drew the young boy's interest.

Tall, lean and Blond. The total splitting image of his gloomy father, if not brighter. Dalton is all Dominic could be if he weren't so reclusive and gray. If his father were a little bit like Dalton then he would also have a family so well established like them. Then he probably wouldn't be standing here alone.

The young boy hated how it reminded him what could've been.

He find his mind drifting when he looked at his uncle's wife. Anna Eisner is pretty as she is. She's tall and brunette with a small symmetrical face, her lips tinted soft pink that's devoid of any lipstick. Perhaps his mother would've been as pretty and slender. Her oldest son has quite the semblance to him, after all their fathers are twins, down to the Blond hair and Blue eyes.

They're both carbon copies of their fathers, it wasn't that surprising to alteast look alike. Nonetheless, just like Dominic and Dalton, their two sons are opposite of each other just like they are.

He didn't know his supposed opposite's name is and he didn't find him nor his younger brother interesting.

He averted his eyes.

They looked so normal, so perfect. He finds himself musing once more and he wondered if he could be like them. He already knows the answer and that it's just impossible musings.

Not with his mother absent and his father getting buried six feet under.

The clergy continued his readings, speaking comforts beside him.