Yandere! Twins x Reader

Back to Square One

A/N: since most of the whole demon chapters was me rambling because I ran out of ideas, Y/N will just go back to being 'human' again.
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Y/N's P.O.V

We were siting in the livingroom, having a good chat until something--rather someone--had snapped. Mason and Lucas stood up quickly, their eyes darkening quickly as Josh and I finished our conversation regarding the twins' attempt in murdering him. I whipped my head around to face them as abnormally wide grins spread across their face like Nutella/peanut butter/butter/syrup across a waffle/pancake/toast/etc.

"Yeah, and you know what," Lucas, his voice dangerously deep and filled with a potent venom, growled "She would've been happy and content in OUR arms if YOU hadn't shoved your merry little way in between us." I blinked at their sudden change in behavior. One minute, they were happy and content, the next, they were absolutely mad.

"Damn, and here I thought I would've been able to pull off the act until Y/N trusted us again." Mason spoke in an aggravated tone. I bit my lip as my heart began to race. "So they were pretending...?" My mind throbbed slightly as I struggled to understand what was happening. "So they really wanted Josh dead..." I grasped the obvious facts and stood up.

Choices:

Choice A: Slap the twins

Choice B: Fall to the ground in shock

Choice C: Try to reason with the twins

Choice D: Try and help Josh out of the predicament

Choice A)

I furrowed my brow and slapped them both, causing them to widen their eyes in shock. "Why...?" I glared up at them, my head burning as I fought down the tears of anger and betrayal. "I trusted the two of you to at least TRY and get along. I guess there really is no changing some people." I stood my ground, glaring until I heard Mason chuckle.

"Oh Y/N. Our sweet Y/N." He smiled wickedly at me and his arms shot out to trap me against his firm, sturdy body. His sultry voice purred lowly into my ear. "Did you really think we would EVER forgive him from taking you from us?~"

Mason licked my earlobe as I struggled to get away. In the meantime, Lucas walked over to the frozen Josh and pulled out his pocket knife, preparing himself to pounce.

I struggled against Mason, who only laughed scornfully at my feeble attempts, when the doorbell rang.

Choice B)

My legs suddenly quaked violently and I fell right back to the ground. "What have I done?" I thought to myself, glancing over at the frozen Josh. "I put him in danger all because I thought I could change them? C'mon Y/N, they're freaking Yanderes!" I mocked myself as Mason pulled me to my feet and held me close.

"Don't worry, baby. It'll be over quickly~" he purred into my ear as if he were telling me sweet nothings. My mind, however, blocked out his words as I watched Lucas inch his way over to Josh with his pocket knife.

Something in my mind clicked and I opened my mouth to scream 'Stop!' when the doorbell rang.

Choice C)

"Why are you doing this? We could all get along and there wouldn't have to be so much trouble." I stood firmly on place, watching as the twins quirked up an eyebrow in amusement.

"Get along, you say." Mason stepped over to me and held a strand if my hair in between his fingers, bringing it close to his lips and kissing it lightly. "It appears you fail to understand that we wish to keep you to ourselves, Y/N."

He grabbed my wrists and pulled me to him, limiting my available movement as I saw Lucas approach Josh from the corner of my eye. I turned my head enough to see a knife in Lucas' hand, it's blade glinting against the light.

Just as he was going to stab Josh, the doorbell rang.

Choice D)

I quickly pulled Josh up and tried to get him to move, but to no avail. He only buckled and fell to the ground again in shock, no doubt. He probably thought this was going well much like I did. Before I could assist his escape again, two powerful arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me away. I struggled immensely, trying to get out of Mason's vice-like grip.

"Now now, Y/N. Let's not struggle too much." Mason spoke to me as if he were consoling a child throwing a small fit. I struggled some more, my fruitless efforts clearly going down the drain as Lucas neared Josh with his pocket knife drawn.

I continued to flail about in hopes of escaping, panicking as the blade grew dangerously close to Josh's neck, when the doorbell rang.