I'll love you to death (yandere nurse Anne x reader)

Chapter 3: going on a date with a lunatic

Alright guys, I know I usually use this for announcements, or apologies, or even requests, but I just want to rant for a moment, and this is the only time you will listen. I want to be well known on wattpad, so I write stories that you request, but I also want to work on my own stuff, so I write it, and no one reads it. How come you guys read all of the stuff that I write to please you, but you guys never actually read anything that I might mention? For example, I have three original stories, all found in my works if you go to my profile, yet they're barely touched. All I am saying is that, will you guys please actually read the stuff that I put the time to research the material for? They aren't that long, and you might like them, at least read them to give me some creative criticism, thank you.

A few weeks had passed since you had met Anne, the beautiful woman with cherry red hair, and eyes to match. She had agreed to go out on a date with you, so after some major planning, you were finally making good on that agreement, having made sure that you could impress her. You were sure that tonight was going to be great.

Dressed in your best clothes, you stepped out into the chilled night. It was a still night, the wind not daring to disturb the darkness, carefully, so as not to mess up your shoes, you stepped carefully into your (car of choice), which was freshly cleaned out, and went to pick up your lovely date. Confidence was pouring out of you as you drove down the somewhat empty road, you were freshly bathed, your hair was styled in the best way you knew how, you were wearing your best clothes, and your car was cleaned out, so everything was in order.

After a short drive, and multiple times checking your G.P.S, you found the address that Anne had given you a few days earlier when you ran into her at the grocery store. The house you pulled up to was kind of small, rotten looking, the yard was littered with broken pieces of trash, and was slightly overgrown with weeds, you didn't judge, after all, you didn't live in anything close to a nice house, so you had no room to be picky. With a deep breath to calm your nerves, you got out of your car and walked down the uneven walkway to Anne's front door. You gave a quick knock before the door was ripped open abruptly, revealing a crazy looking Anne. Her hair was half curled, she was wrapped in a bath towel, and she didn't have any make-up on, you'd obviously caught her before she was ready.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry (y/n), I-I was kind of late getting home, so I just got out of the shower. Please come in, I'll go get dressed, and we can go." She said, her eyes looking wild as she spoke quickly and motioned you inside.

"It's fine, take your time, babe." You said, blushing slightly as you gave the girl a reassuring grin. The red-head returned your smile and scurried into her room to get dressed, leaving you in a messy, hard-wood living-room. There was makeup littered across her small coffee table, another towel was thrown over the arm of the torn up love seat, and a thing of hair curlers was plugged in on the left side of the room. "I'm sorry about the mess, this is actually my first time going on a date, or even having a boyfriend, so I'm not really into the swing of things." Anne called from her tiny room, stepping out a moment later in a long sleeve black dress that went down to her knees, it wasn't as form fitting as the first dress she was in, but it hugged in all of the right places.

"Oh it's fine, I promise, you look wonderful, by the way." You said, your eyes wondering helplessly over her curvy body, "I hope I didn't cause us to be late, or anything." She said nervously, her crimson eyes shining with remorse as she spoke.

A small chuckle slipped out as you scratched the back of your head, another blush over running your cheeks for the second time that night. "Well, how about we go back to my place, and we can watch some movies or something? That way I can get out these fancy schmancy clothes, and you can be as amazingly weird as you are." You offered kindly, beginning to fidget with the end of (clothing of choice). The tense silence was broken when Anne gave a small smile and nodded.

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By now you were back at home, Anne was sitting on your couch, her knee length dress forgotten, and replaced with one of your over-sized shirts on, and a huge smile. Your face was as red as your dates long hair. While she was curled up in the corner of your (couch color) couch, you were cowering in your room, trying to keep your nerves in check before going out and making a complete fool of yourself in front a beautiful woman.

Taking another deep breath, you pushed yourself out into the living-room and faced your date, who was waiting for you in your shirt and her lace panties that you could catch a glimpse of every once in a while. The two of you stared at each other in a crushing silence before a sudden knock on the door made you both jump. Tearing your gaze away from the scantly clad goddess on your couch, you rushed over and pulled the door open to see your next door neighbor, miss (female last name).

"Oh, (y/n) can you help me put up some Christmas lights?" The beautiful woman asked, looking up at you pleadingly with her (e/c) eyes. "I'm sorry, if you can't tell, (y/n) and I are kind of busy, so can you come back later?" Anne said, her sweet voice hiding unneeded malice that she was directing towards your neighbor. You were holding onto the door, but you could feel Anne pressing against it, trying to close it on the girl outside.

"But I just need some help with the Christmas lights, it will only take a minute." The neighbor said, jabbing her thumb back towards her house with a smile. "Oh, but I really want them here, so I really must encourage you to leave." Anne growled, trying to hide the burning hatred that was evident in her voice. You simply remained silent, you could feel your new girlfriend pressing against you, her breasts making themselves VERY well known against the side of your ribs as she glared daggers at your neighbor.

"Well, it isn't really your house, is it?" Your neighbor hissed, not even trying to hide the fact that she despised your lover. Before Anne could come back with a snide remark, you shut the door as fast as you could, trying to avoid any cat fights with you in the middle.

"Who was she?" Anne said, still a bit riled up by the visit. "Oh, she's my neighbor, I went out with her for a week, and she keeps trying to get back with me. Don't worry though, I have no interest in her." You reassured the cherry haired girl, giving her a small hug before leading her back to the couch to cuddle.

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You had fallen asleep about forty minutes ago, happily drooling underneath Anne as she laid on your chest, still in your shirt. A scowl was etched cruelly on her face as she watched late night t.v, contemplating what to do about your neighbor. She could act sweet, but not to some bitch who was trying to fuck her partner, so she had to come up with a way of getting rid of her, quickly. A cold smile snaked across her face as she laid there, content with the way you were holding her, but in the morning, when she was at home, she knew how to get rid of her competition.

Hey guys, sorry about the rant at the beginning. It just kind of hurts my feelings when people say that like my writing, but seem to only enjoy it when it's about what they want. Either way, please go read my stories, tell me what you think, it would help a lot. I don't want to go into a depressed hiatus because I find no use in writing good works. Getting passed all of the sadness, peace...