Falec, a Love Story

Chapter 18- An Old New Problem

Funneh's POV
I scrolled on social media. Yandere, Yandere, YANDERE! I found many pictures of Yandere from the last 2 hours, so I show Gold and Alec. "Oh, she's still alive? I thought Funneh killed her..." Gold says uncertainly. Alec smashes a glass across the room. "Aah!" I yell as pieces of glass get into my hair. "Oops, sorry Funneh." Alec paces around the room. "Ack, it's okay Alec." I reply, trying to brush off the glass from my hair. We walk out of Alec's house, only to find a message written in blood on the sidewalk. I will end you, I swear Alec and Funneh! I will! -Y~Chan. I gasp and faint. The next thing I know is that someone is hugging me tightly. It was Alec, with Gold putting a damp towel on my forehead. "Ugh, what happened?" I mumble, rubbing my forehead at where it hurts. Then I hear a ringing from the door. "The door's unlocked. Come in." Alec yells. In comes...

YANDERE CHAN?! She barges in and walks towards me and Gold, knives in hand. " Please...please don't hurt me." I mumble really quietly. "You'll pay for what you did." Yandere looks at me pointedly. What did I do? Steal Alec? I thought her heart was set on Sen- I didn't finish my thought because Yandere shot a gun and all I heard was the song playing from the background and sobbing. I fall onto the cold wooden floor of Alec's house, as the bullet grazed my shoulder. I black out, leaving no more sound.
Alec's POV
I watched Funneh fall as Gold falls, sobbing at my feet. I had to hold Gold away from Funneh or Yandere would shoot her too. I learned that the hard way. "Gold, don't make it worse." I clench my teeth to stop from shouting at Yandere. "Muahaha. Now that she's out of the way for a bit, I will carry on with my plans." Yandere runs out, leaving the sound of sobbing and music.
At the hospital
"Mr....?" A doctor asks for my name as Gold and I push a wheelchair with a limp girl on it. Funneh. "The name's Alec, my girlfriend Funneh got shot by someone named Yandere." I said to the doctor. A few minutes later, the doctor comes out of a room with Funneh in a wheelchair, another one. "I'm sorry, she's in critical condition an may need surgery." Dr. Morris says. I clench my fists to keep from crying. I wish life wasn't hard. I might lose her. Gold collapsed, crying hysterically. I understand, losing a best friend that's like your sister. I just hope Funneh will wake up. What if she never does?

I cried writing this, and threw something at Ethan (my older brother) by accident. I also received a pillow to my head from him after. Oops! Hehe. Bye Angels!

XOXO,
Vivian💫❄️