The Demons Within (Female Yandere x Male Reader)

C12 - Prejudice

A decrepit corpse unstably stood upon an injured skyscraper, monolithic groans of pain echoing throughout the air from the leaning concrete giant.

Chloe stood opposite the figure, green rain slowly drizzling upon the both of them as she slowly took off the shirt that she was equipped with.

A series of high-pitched chuckles sounded out from the corpse as it peered at the abundance of scars that dominated her body, almost like a gallery of gruesome graffiti chiselled into her flesh and blood.

"More! Do you think that just cutting yourself a little bit is anything close to the eternal pain with which you have burdened me? Criminal! Repent!" It screeched out, charging towards the small girl as the corpse dashed down the slanting skyscraper.

It bent down to pick up an iron rod that solemnly laid atop of the rusted metal surface, causing the figure to stumble across the roof due to the wet surface, resulting in the bloodied figure tackling the small girl off the side of the tower.

*BAM*

As the corpse collided with Chloe, the little girl became winded, gasping for breath as the two figures plummeted towards the hell below them.

Feeling a burning sensation stemming from her abdomen, she looked to see that a metal pipe had been lodged in her stomach, a cruel grin-shaped expression evident on the corpse, as if it were proud of its handiwork.

Closing her eyes, Chloe felt the calming whistling of the wind passing by her at breakneck speeds envelop her ears before a series of deranged screams combined with a surge of pain exploding throughout her body as they both contacted the floor headfirst.

A chorus of heavy pants erupted from the small girl as she throttled awake in her small bed.

Body feeling as though it had been enveloped in a thick layer of sticky sweat, Chloe used her hand to rest her head on as she collected her breath for a few brief moments.

The girl couldn't remember the last time she had anything but a nightmare when she closed her eyes.

Looking at the binder sitting upon her bedside table, Chloe looked at the photos that she and Y/n had taken together over the past three years, most of the pictures torn here and there, while some of the more recent photos included an extra third person as her breathing slowly calmed.

Turning the faucet on, hot water poured out of the shower head and seeped into her body, causing a flurry of pain to once again assault the small girl.

Looking down at her body, vision partially obscured by her long and unruly orange hair, what seemed to be thousands of cuts had called her body home.

The girl held a small razor in her right hand; her left wrist jutted out as she placed the razor atop of her veins.

The pain wouldn't last long. At least not longer than what she'd felt over the past few years.

"Hmph. You call that pain? Do it! DO IT! END IT ALL!" The figure beside her commanded, its hand grabbing onto Chloe's right wrist and pushing it into her left wrist.

Cutting in such a visible place, ignoring the lethal side effect, would signify the end of everything that she held dear to her, her friendship with Y/n, and now, Lea.

If they saw what kind of things she had done, then there was no doubt in her mind that she'd be all alone once again.

Blood started to trickle down her wrist as her resistance slowly became futile, her teeth biting onto the corner of her lips as she thought back to all the times she'd laughed with Y/n.