You Love I? (Yandere! Fem! Canada x Fem! Popular! Reader

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WARNING: SWEARING AND VIOLENCE.

"The disappearance of Arthur Kirkland, Amelia Jones, Madeline Williams, and (Y/N) (L/N) were last seen at (XX/XX/XX), if you have any information about the missing teens then please call (XX/XX/XX)."

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" It's been more than a month since the teenagers disappearance. There has been no updates on the case, we only have one clue and that (Y/N) (L/N) may have been kidnapped. Her damaged phone that was purposely left behind is the only key evidence we have. "

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"As it can be seen students are grieving over their lost of their classmates—"

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"It's the same boring old shit."

You stared at the TV that provided light to the dark room. You inhaled deep and shallow breaths to keep yourself from yelling out for help. The last time you did, she punched your mouth and nose to stop you from yelling. Dried blood was plastered on walls and floors. You didn't wanted to admit it but you wanted your mother.

"It fuck'n pisses me off how they keep talking about you and not the others. (Y/N) this (Y/N) that! It sickens me! " She exclaimed sticking her fingers in her mouth signaling her disgust.

You tried to hold down the words that was threatening to come out your mouth. You eyes began to dull by the day and your lips chapped by the lack of water. You stared down at your pants that reek of urine. Blood that stained your clothes and you began to feel the unknown empty void in your stomach. It's been a two weeks since the last you heard your stomach protest In hunger.

Vomit that dripped down your chin and you began to feel numbness in your wrist and ankles that were bound to the wooden chair. 

"I-I-I want t-t-to go ho.. home..." You muttered out before receiving another slap from the female.

She stared down at you with a smirk on her face. She leans down to your level gripping tightly to your hair to tilt your head to the side to give her view to your ear. She whispered five words .

"Home? You have no home bitch."

Your eyes began to tear up letting the tears escape dripping down from your bruised cheeks.

Amelia leaned against the TV as she went along with her gossip. You wanted to ignore the asshole but something caught your ears.

"Your mother couldn't afford paying the bills nor the fact she failed to protect you. So guess what was her last resort?" She twirled around you taunting you as she placed her two fingers against her temple.

You stared In horror as you asked your head denying the truth.

"BAM!" She yelled out. After seeing you suffer she began to laugh.

You sobbed hanging your head low letting the tears spill out. The TV blaring out news and commercials that echoed the room. After awhile she started to get bored with you, she twirled her hair with her index finger and stared at your weak form.

"I don't believe you want to come back anyway, news hit the public that you've been fooling around with your boss and other females. Your fan girls nor fan boys toke the news lightly." She went on about how your reputation was over and you had no home.

After her constant blabbering you fell asleep knowing you'll never will be able to see another day. You recounted the mistakes you made in your life and felt yourself disappear in complete darkness.

'I just wanted to be loved.'

Amelia stared at your limped form as a satisfied grin was shown on her face.

"I finally broke her." She whispered to herself. She got on her knees and began to untie the ropes that hold up you. After a few minutes she manage to untie the difficult knots letting you fall to the floor.

"Geez you damn dead—" a sound that echoed the room caused Amelia pause and coward in fear as she felt a cold object pressed against her head.

The sound woke you up but not fully. Your vision blurred as you only manage to catch a hand full of words. A loud bang made you jolt slightly, the buzzing sound never left your ears. A pair of boots came Infront of your vision, desperate for help you manage to crawl over to the person but felt a warm sticky substance on your palm. You rapidly inhaled and exhaled only able to hear your own heart beat.

"I finally found you...."

The cycle began all over again.

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Yay!! Update!! I'm sorry to say that the day is nearing, the day the book will end...after a couple of chapters the story will be completed and I probably will not be able to write a sequel but who knows when I'm motivated but eh...thank you for reading and I hope you have a nice day/Night?