Yandere Oneshot (Male x Female)

Yandere Ex-Husband (Gore)

Special Info:

• This story is not related to the previous Yandere-Ex Husband.

• This story will be told from your current boyfriend's perspective/POV.

Alrighty, I hope my readers will enjoy this story (or not, as there will be gore) 🥹.

"Twisted Reunion"

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Chapter 1

We had been planning this for weeks. Every look, every whisper exchanged in secret, every moment of pretending like nothing was wrong-all of it led to this moment.

The moment we would finally escape him.

She had insisted it would work this time. That he wouldn't suspect. We'd been careful, so damn careful, not to show our fear, not to tip him off. He thought she was still his, thought he had broken her so thoroughly that she'd never leave him again. But he was wrong.

He hadn't broken her. Not completely. Not yet.

And so here we were, sneaking through the house, my heart pounding in my chest like a war drum. Every sound felt amplified in the silence of the night. The creak of the floorboards beneath our feet, the faint rustle of the wind outside-it all made my skin crawl with fear.

But she was beside me, her hand in mine, her eyes wide with determination. We were going to make it out. This time, we were going to be free.

The front door was just ahead. Only a few more steps.

"Almost there," I whispered, squeezing her hand.

But before we could take another step, the door creaked open.

There he stood, silhouetted by the dim light from the hallway, a smile on his face that chilled my blood.

"Oh... Going somewhere?"

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Chapter 2

The air in the room froze.

His smile was wide, too wide, his eyes glittering with something dark and dangerous. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a slow, deliberate motion. I could feel the tension radiating off her as she tightened her grip on my hand, but I knew it was over.

We were caught.

"I... I..." she stammered, but before she could finish, he spoke again.

"You were trying to leave me." His voice was soft, gentle even, but there was a razor-sharp edge to it that sent shivers down my spine. "After all we've been through, after all the love I've given you... You were trying to leave me."

He took a step forward, and instinctively, I moved to shield her.

"Get away from her," I said, my voice barely steady.

He raised an eyebrow, looking almost amused as his eyes flickered to me. For a moment, there was silence, and then he laughed-a soft, melodic sound that made my stomach turn.

"Oh, sweetheart," he said, his voice dripping with sweetness, "I don't think you understand. She belongs to me. And you? You're nothing."

Before I could react, he lunged. His movements were too fast, too precise. One moment, I was standing between them, the next, I was on the ground, my vision spinning as pain exploded in my skull.

I heard her scream, but it was distant, muffled by the ringing in my ears. I tried to move, to get up, but everything was blurry, disjointed.

And then everything went black.