The Parasite [Yandere x Reader]

Chapter 3 - (The Parents)

Maia honked the horn of her old and withered car, signaling me to hurry up. I placed the last of our belongings in the trunk and hopped into the passenger seat.

"Let's go, rich girl," Maia teased. "I'm ready to start leeching off my now rich best friend."

I laughed and shook my head. "You know I'll always take care of you."

Maia put the car in gear and we headed off, leaving behind my old life and the memories that haunted me. As we drove down the highway, I couldn't help but think about what lay ahead. My grandparents had left me everything, and I was determined to start a new life with my newfound wealth.

Maia noticed my contemplative expression and reached over to give my hand a reassuring squeeze. "We'll figure it out," she said softly. "You're not alone in this."

I smiled at her, grateful for her unwavering support. "I know," I said. "I'm just not sure what to expect."

"Well, expect the unexpected," Maia said with a grin. "And always remember that I've got your back."

As I drove into my old town, a sense of unease settled in my stomach. It had been years since I last stepped foot in this place, and yet everything looked the same. The same buildings, the same streets, and the same people. It was as if time had stood still here while I had moved on with my life.

We finally found the law office. I noticed my parents standing outside the law office, their faces contorted with anger and confusion.

"Who are they?" Maia asked, noticing my parents as well.

"My parents," I replied, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over me. "I wonder who told them."

I took a deep breath and prepared to face their wrath. As we got out of the car and approached the building, my parents stormed over to us.

"What are you doing here?" my father demanded.

"I'm here to claim what's rightfully mine," I replied calmly.

"But how could you be in the will and not us?" my mother added, her voice shaking with frustration.

"That's between me and my grandparents," I replied, my patience wearing thin.

"We deserve an explanation," my father said, his voice rising.

"I don't owe you anything," I snapped back. "My relationship with my grandparents was my own, and it's not up to you to question it."

I walked into the law office with Maia, flanked by my angry parents who had reluctantly agreed to come with me to claim my inheritance. They were still bitter about being cut out of my grandparents' will, and their resentment was palpable.

As we approached the receptionist, I could feel the tension in the air. My parents glared at her as she asked for our names and the reason for our visit. I tried to ignore their hostility and focused on the task at hand.

After a few minutes of waiting, a lawyer came out to greet us. He looked professional and polite, but I couldn't help feeling suspicious. I had heard stories about greedy lawyers who would do anything to get their hands on a client's inheritance.

As we sat down in his office, I noticed how his eyes kept darting towards the door, as if he was expecting someone else to walk in. I wondered if he was trying to stall for time or if he had something to hide.

"Ah Y/N, it's been so nice to see you again," the old man says with a warm smile.

"She's not a L/N," my mother spits out with venom in her voice.

The old man's smile falters for a moment, taken aback by her hostility. "I apologize if I've offended you," he says.

"Jesus, a little harsher and her teeth would come flying out of her mouth," Maia mutters under her breath, leaving my parents shocked she would say something like that.

I shift uncomfortably, trying to diffuse the tension. 

"Can we focus on the matter at hand, please?" I ask, hoping to steer the conversation back to the will and the inheritance.

"I know what your here for, I'm not sure what they are doing here"

"Oh that's a friend I had to drive me here"

"Not her, she seems lovely. I mean Ms. and Mr. L/N" The old man says.

"I don't know either I thought they were here with you"

My parents shoot me a glare, clearly unhappy with the situation. "Why wouldn't we come? We're your parents," my mother retorts.

The lawyer looks at them with a raised eyebrow. 

"I see," he says slowly. "Well, as I've already explained to your parents, the inheritance was left specifically to you. It was your grandparents' decision."

My parents look taken aback. 

"What do you mean it was left to her? We're her parents!" my father exclaims.

The lawyer shakes his head. 

"I'm afraid that's not how it works. Your parents had the right to disinherit you and leave their estate to whomever they chose. And in this case, they chose to leave everything to Y/N."

My mother crosses her arms, clearly not happy with the news. "Well, there must be something we can get. We took care of them in their last weeks on earth, after all."

"Why have we been left out of their will? I am their son," my father fumed as we walked out of the law office.

"What they put in their will is something for themselves," the lawyer tried to reason with them.

"I can't believe they would do this to us," my father muttered, his face turning red with rage.

"I can't believe you're only thinking about what you can get," I retorted, my own anger starting to bubble up.

"This is ridiculous," my mother spat out. "We're going to contest this. We'll see what the judge has to say about this."

"Unfortunately this will is something that you cannot contest, in addition to leaving everything to their granddaughter it also says if you contest the will then you will have to forfeit everything they have given you from your husband's job to those earrings"

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(A/N)

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