Jacksepticeye's little Yandere ( Jacksepticeye x Reader ) { DISCONTINUED }

The search

After all that wonderful delight, I made my way out of the building. Stepping softly on the cold stone ground. I looked up at the grey lumps of clouds above me, fascinated by every movement. Constant sounds of stomps and phones dialling could be heard in Sean's house. I remembered that.. I can't let myself get into jail again. I sprinted like a dog chasing food. I entered the house, and rushed up the stairs. I quickly tackled him to the ground, falling on the hard carpet.

"What the? Get off of me! " Obviously traumatized by the sight, he was weary of everything around him. Even when the clock ticked, he glanced over. He stares right into my eyes. Slowly gathering together who I am. He gasps for air as he crawls back, hitting his head on a table. " Argh.. I.. Don't know who you are.. But what have I done to harm you? " He looks up with his begging face. I stare back in a more.. Emotionless face. " Oh, well.. Nothing really. Just that.. I want you to be mine. " I smile right in his face. Showing that I really mean it.

He stares back in hope. " I.. Why.. " That seemed to be the only words that he can manage to get out. I just smile and get off slowly. " Because. I'm your little yandere. " I let out a soft cackle. " Wait.. My.. Yandere.. " He starts to panic and rushes into my arms. As if it was going to protect him. " Don't hurt me.. I'll do whatever you say.. I.. Swear.. " Finally. He is mine.. Now I just need to find a knife to intimidate him. I search around the room. Trying to locate where I dropped my knife. " Ah! there. " I murmured. Reaching for it. When I had my back turned, he made a run for it.

I quickly swirled around, my hair flying in the silent, still breeze in this house. The smell of a dead body filled the room. I sighed and searched the house. I had a feeling that he was already running out of the house, as we speak. So, I do what my gut tells me to do. Look out of the window.. I reach for the curtains to pull it open. And what do I find? Him. I open the windows just the right amount for me to jump out. I took a few deep breaths, and jumped. Once I got on the ground, I did what I practiced. I rolled along the ground, Cracking a few fingers and my leg, I got up slowly. I stared at the figure running away, disappearing into the fog. I moaned and ran for him, looking down all alley ways, in hope to find him.