He's mine (Really dark yandere thing)

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anyone remember that announcement I made back in late January where I said I was gonna write Yandere Derek?

that's what this is

I just finished it

so yer

let guuuuuuuu

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TW: MENTIONED/IMPLIED SUICIDE, KINDA DESCRIPTIVE MURDER (best I can since I'm ass at writing tehe) AND OTHER POSSIBLY DISTURBING THINGS

Derek's POV

Trevor. The love of my life, who sadly probably doesn't return my feelings. I've been in love with him ever since we first met in college. The way he at first bumped into me, knocking the books out of my hand, and a blush onto my face. He offered his smooth, warm hand out to me which I gladly accepted as he pulled me up. He looked deeply into my eyes, his cute little hair swoop covering one of them, and asked with his lovely heavenly like voice if I was okay. I was more than okay, I was in heaven. No, better than heaven. Love.

And ever since that day- well not quite, we actually became friends when we got paired for a project- he's been the one i yearned for. He was perfect. Not only being very physically pleasing, he was nice, smart, and so so so adorable.

We did everything together. Well, not quite everything. We're not dating, yet, but we're close. We studied together, we dropped out together, we set up disventure camp together, we got arrested together, and we got bailed out and became interns together.

And now we're here, stuck being interns instead of hosting. At least we're together. Well, not really.

Trevor has become friends with Emily. That's right, Emily. They've been talking a lot recently. He's even invited her to hang out with us. Every time I see her disgusting, mole-having, makeup-wearing face I feel sick to my stomach. Why does he like her? He's mine. I found him before any of these phonies.

"Hey, Derek!" Trevor says, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Kristal said that we don't have to set up the challenge today. Sooo, I was thinking we could go for a walk. You in?"

"Of course." I reply, ecstatic that we'll finally get some alone time together. Maybe, I can finally confess my feelings. Then he'll stay with me, and not Emily. Then, we'll get of this stupid show, buy back our house, and-

"Ok! Emily wants to come too, so we can go when she's ready." He says.

Are. you. Fucking. KIDDING. ME?????? OF COURSE, THAT BITCH IS COMING TOO. GOD DAMNIT. She's trying to steal him away from me, I know it. She's always so nice to him, but acts like she just met me. I've seen her laugh at Trevors jokes like it's the funniest thing ever, which it normally is because Trevor is the best at making jokes like everything else, but always changes the subject or doesn't respond when I say anything. I. Hate. Her.

"Ok..." Is all i say. I don't want to upset Trevor by yelling at him to uninvite her, I'd never do that to him. I know he hates loud noises. I bet Emily doesn't know that, she probably doesn't know anything about him. Me on the other hand, i know that his birthday is December 16th, he's bisexual, his favorite color is orange, his favorite animal is ducks, his dad shot himself in the woods when he was six years old, he has a scar on the left side of his chest, and his passwords always include the word 'duck.' Clearly I know him better than her. But why does he favor her?

We wait on Emily's slow ass for what felt like forever. I would never keep Trevor waiting like that, I'd be there whenever he needed me as fast as I possibly could. Once she's finally done we go on our way.

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