yandere high ( gwortney fanfic )

Chapter 6: deathhas came. ( TW: BAD GORE. )

No bodies pov:

Duncan sprinted out, everyone was concerned about this. Court smiled secretly as she ran to her locker. Heather sneaked behind court, making sure they didn't see her. Court would grab a small bag out her backpack? Everyone didn't notice this. And, Heather was already on her way sneaking behind Duncan.

Duncan rushed to the stairs. He would sigh as his heart raced. He adjusted his hair, clothes and mostly everything. He looked around, patiently waiting for court to come. Court was grabbing mysterious things out her backpack? Heather was hiding behind a bush where no one could see her. Court was finally seen going near Duncan. Something was seen in her pockets, but Duncan didn't notice. Heather did.

Duncan and courts pov:

"Hey princess! U finally wanted to come back to me?" Duncan joked, grinning. Court let out a fake giggled as she grinned. " you're so funny Duncan, gosh!" She laughed. She would lean closer to Duncan. As she took a deep breath secretly, she would kiss him on the cheek again. " I'm so glad u came!" Court said confidently. Duncan was just admiring her every move, in love. He didn't know anything that was gonna happen.

" I need u to do me a little flavor.. okay? Duncan." Court asked, mysteriously smirking. Duncan hasn't heard court say his name in a non mean way before. He quite liked it. " uh huh.." Duncan smirked. She slightly chuckled. " close your eyes till I get to 3.. then open!" Court said, grinning.  Duncan nodded as he closed his eyes, " 1.." court would pull out something from her small bag. " 2.." court dropped the item she was holding and applied long gloves. Then, she picked it up again. " 3!"

[ WARNING: yes this isn't very descriptive but.. it might still make u in comfortable. Especially how I described it.. I know I already did a TW but I just wanted to do another one! ]

Court would whack Duncan with it. Court would bend down, repeatedly hitting Duncan in the head with a sharp small axe it seemed. Blood splattered every where. The blood gushed down from Duncan's bloody red forehead to his small lips. Court would jab the axe into the wide cut in his forehead she made. Blood was all over the grass, all over her shirt, all over Duncan's clothes. It was a bloody mess. Court would continue to just make Duncan suffer by pushing the  axe into the wound then squishing it in there, wiggling it around a bit. Then, she would pull it out, causing pieces of fresh flesh to fly every where. a big evil smirk was on courts face, enjoying this. She would make the wide wound on his forehead even wider and deeper. she made it so deep that u could see bits of a pink hard stretchy weird shaped circular thing in his head. Blood was covering over his whole body. She would evily laugh as she grabbed the axe, now whacking his mouth with it. It would knock out all his teeth by constantly hitting his mouth  with the axe , making him then choke on the teeth. His whole mouth was a bloody mess. The blood swirled in his saliva. More fresh Blood dripped down his mouth to his chin. The teeth just stayed still. She then got bored of this, grabbing out her second weapon, a knife. She would grab his face, putting her other leg over him. She was now on top of him. She leaned forward to his eyeballs. She would press down on them, pushing up. She would make sure they were opened when she.. aggressively stabbed his eyeballs. she would keep it in there for a bit, wiggling it around. Then, she pulled it out. Pieces of his bloody eye ball flew out as she pulled it out. She kept instantly and quickly stabbing his eyeballs pulling small pieces out one by one. Eventually, his whole eyeball was out. She laughed one more, enjoying this. She would then have a better idea. She would get lower. chuckling loudly as she pulled his pants and boxers down. Revealing his D!ck. She would grab the knife, making a circle around his D. Then she.. harshly stabbed into hit, outlining the small circle. Then she had enough and just kept moving the knife in her own direction. Heather was stunned. She had her hands covered her mouth, trying her hardest not to throw up or screech.

A loud noise was heard from the school, The bell. She would stand up. Dropping the knife. She pulled off the gloves, leaving everything just.. there. She didn't have enough time to clean it up. She could only change her clothes. She had an extra uniform, which was perfect. So she ran into the ladies locker room which was right next to the stairs. And, she would get dressed.

Heathers pov:

WHAT THE F!CK. WHAT THE F!CK. WHAT THE F!CK. DO I TELL THE- ACTUALLY WHY THIHK OF THAT NOW. I JUST SAW A MURDER. I CANT.. I JS CANT.. IM GONNA THROW UP.. I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE.