My psycho (psycho x reader)(brothers)

Scream for me

The few days you were home was torchure. Your mom works really late and you have no father or siblings. You were all by yourself in your tiny apartment where you had made no friends. It wasn't exactly what one would call a good neiborhood but it was affordable. You felt afraid of everything so you spent all of your time sitting on the living room floor with the TV blasting on a random channel and pretending to watch, so you can try to get your mind off of the fact that you were certainly going insane. You googled your symptoms and found that you had a disorder called paranoia . But who wouldn't? After everything that just happened, it would be normal, but there was the little problem of not being sure what your reality is. Are you hallucinating? You tried to think of anything you did or ate that could trigger your insane behavior but nothing came to mind. When u were off suspension you went to the therapy room where you expected many other kids to be with minor problems and nothing like you. But that was not the case at all. There was no one there but the last person on earth that you wanted to see. When u walked in you saw him sitting there with his legs on the table whistling a strange haunting tune that was soothing and frightening all at once. You immediately turned and headed for the door but you hit something tall and strong, like a brick wall. You looked up to see him grinning down at you. "Your attempts to escape are futile my little bitch." He purred as he gripped you and pressed you against the wall.
"Your not real. Your not real. Your not real....." You started to chant closing your eyes and trying to stay calm. This room was probably filled with students and all you had to do was keep the crazy from getting to you. If you are aware and focused maybe you will see what's really happening. Maybe you can make him disappear
"Going a bit insane are we? Well join the club!" He said laughing histarically before continuing. "It's not easy being alone (Y/N), eventually after doing the millionth math problem and washing the billionth dish, you will smile at your last fake freind before you just....snap." He said clicking his fingers together in front of your face. You opened your eyes. He called you by your name. He froze staring wide eyed at you. His green eyes were deep and hypnotizing. They reminded you of spiraling galaxies, they had a mixture of different shades. As you stared you saw his pupils diolate. He traced a finger across your bottom lip his eyes never parting from yours for a second. And in that moment you knew that he was real. You looked into is soul that day, and only God will ever know what you saw. Not even you could make sense of him. His beauty was that of an angle, but his heart was as black as the tar pits in the depths of hell itself. You didn't imagine anything. He was a murdurer and for some reason you couldn't explain and neither could he, he was fascinated by you. You were also obsessed with him in a way, though you would never let yourself admit u had any form of interest in him whatsoever. Suddenly a blonde woman who was more fashionable then you'd expect from a psychiatrist came in. She sat at the middle of the table and smiled warmly at you, apparently unaware of your awkward position. Then u realized she probably couldn't see him. "Sit down please and tell me your names starting with you." she said pointing right in front of you where the psycho boy was still standing and smirking, his hands, still pinning you to the wall. He released you and walked slowly over to the table. She could see him?! You stared fearfully at the oblivious but beautiful woman as he advanced toward her. He reached into his inner leather jacket pocket and began to pull something out. Oh no!
"Run!" You screamed but the woman just stayed there when suddenly a rose appeared in front of her. The psycho was bowed over and held the rose extended out to her smiling devilishly all the while.
"Now why would I do that! How sweet of you! Whats your name!?" She said obviously taken by him.
"You can call me 'yours truly', by the way you are very pretty." For some reason a pang of anger hit you. You should be happy right? He didn't kill her, that is a good thing. She blushed as he kissed her hand, and that's when you snapped. "What the hell is going on!" You yelled before you could stop yourself. His eyes sparkled as he eyed you up and down. You where breathing heavy and you tried to focus on calming down. The blonde woman giggled before saying, "Looks like someone wants your attention back, yours truly." You immediately got red out of anger. She was seriously calling him that!? You grabbed your stuff. He can't pull anything while she's here, and even if he did you didn't care. You stormed out the room while he just stood there smiling. You were done with this school. First chance you got your talking to your mom about changing schools. You walked home and by the time you got back you were still furious. You ran into your room slammed the door and grabbed the teddy bear you had since you were a baby. You knew it was weird but you loved that teddy bear like family, you needed it. It never hurt you and was always here waiting to comfort you and protect you, you knew you had an unhealthy attachment to it but you didn't care. You buried your face it it's white fur where many tears from past tragedies were concealed. It held the pain and the memories of your entire life. It was the only thing that never changed. "Don't you think your love for that thing is a little creepy?.....I like it." Said the voice of your nightmares. "Stop doing that. Why do you always have to show up out of no where?" You said calmly, you weren't afraid or scared for some reason. Maybe it was having your teddy bear in your arms, who knows. Right now, you were just mad. "Did I give myself away when I walked in on you in the shower yesterday?" You immediately remember thinking to yourself "I thought I closed that door before I got in?" Your face grew hot and you turned around and glared at him. You were surprised and horrified at what you saw. He was standing on your bed over you, with you in between his legs. There was a butchers knife dangling between his fingers and fresh blood dripped from it as if he had just slit a throat. He lifted his other hand to his face and placed his index finger on his pale slightly pink lips. "Shhhh I won't tell I promise." He said looking behind his back. "W-wh-" you started but you were cut off. "Shhh! They might be listening!" You went quiet. You were confused and very afraid now. You clutched your teddy bear as tight as you could. He went down to his knees and crouched over you. "They said I had to kill her, or else you .......you will never love me. So naturally I took the more favorable option, you can't get mad though. I swear I made it painful- I mean painless." He said wide eyed and serious. Then he smiled slowly as he brought the knife up to your quivering face and traced your face with the tip of its bloody blade. "Your mine now. Nothing will keep us apart. That woman obviously wanted to take you away from me. I had to do it. No one can keep me from you, I promise." He kissed your forehead. Tears welled up in your eyes and you felt lost. There was no saving you. No one believed you and everyone else dies. "Yes cry for me, your eyes are so beautiful when their swollen and bloodshot and filled with pain. Please, my sweet, cry for me." He whispered softly leaning his face close to yours your lips barely touching, when suddenly thier was a sharp, excruciating pain in your gut. You screamed out in agony and his whole face lit up. "You scream so pretty (Y/N). Do it again for me." He said before stabbing you in the leg, you held on to your teddy bear with one hand and clutched him with the other you sank you nails into his shoulder blade, partly because of the pain and partly in attempts to defend yourself. He gabbed your hand and flattened it against the bed above your head, his fingers were intertwined with yours. You couldn't believe how strong he was, how much control he had over your body! He left the knife in your leg and brought his hand up to place his arm across your chest and held you down. Then he brought your hand to his lips and kissed it passionately then pinned it back down roughly while using the one that was across your chest to rip the knife out of your leg causing another ear pricing shriek of agony to escape your lips. "Bleed for me, I want to feel you. I want to devour you."

Ahhhh I know I know he's crazy right!?! Anyways please comment vote and share I would love to hear your opinions and it would mean the world to me! Thank you for reading this chapter I hope u loved it ❤️❤️