This Isn't Love (Yandere boys x reader)

They Return.

We said that we wouldn't fall for their stupid tricks. I assume they must of sent something equally horrible to Steph In order to have her try and save me. But I should of known better, I should of known that going to their house without even Oliver by my side was a bug mistake. I could of waited and called the cops, had them bust down the door and look through the house. Instead, I get dragged away from my freedom once again.

'These guys already piss me off.' Oliver thought as he walked down the long haul. He opened the first door to see a bathroom, then looked at the other door. 'Must be in here.' He opened the door that led to stairs. He cautiously walked down until everything went dark.

Third-

"This guy is an idiot." Trevor sighed as he picked up the boy.

"Well, he's pretty brave to be trying to play hero when he's way out numbered." Jason chuckled as he closed the cage. The muffled screams were starting to sound like music to his ears, however it wasn't from the girl he desired. (Y/n) wasn't screaming, she was sitting on the floor as she was chained to the wall. "Hey (Y/n), what's wrong? Cat got your tongue again? I'd at least expect you to try and call for help." The girl refused to give him the satisfaction of her raspy, tried voice. Instead, she hung her head as a sign of not even caring what happened to her anymore. "This is quite sad I'm not going to lie. She really has given up, Trev. But! It's a nice sight to see at least one of them is struggling." His eyes darted to the slightly younger girl.

"She doesn't give up, just like Juliet." (Y/n) felt her gut twist at Trevors words. He smirked as your face twisted in both guilt and sadness.

"You had that freak eating out of your fucking hand." Jason chuckled as he held onto the bars. "I wish you killed her, just to smite her for the last time. But, Freddy was probably just as Worse. Killing his best friend after all those years, heartbreaking, truly." He put his hand on his heart for the act as he laughed once more. "So, what should we do with the guy? I mean, He's older right? We should see if we can drug him or something. Try to make him forget whatever happened in the past 24 hours." Trevor nodded as he went to up to the kitchen, retrieving a bottle of pills. Jason propped him up as he observed his face. "He's sorta got a baby face... But whatever." Trevor reached the bottom of the stairs and handed them evil male the bottle. "Perfect." Jason didnt bother to check the labels and quickly forced two of the pills down his throat. "He should be fine, right?"

"Yeah. Me and Rich will take him to Steph's house just to make sure he doesn't wake up here." Trevor picked the body up and disappeared up the steps.

"Well Lovely's, I have to go take a nap after all this excitement. It would be wise for you two to get some rest before our big day tomorrow." The smirk on his face was strong enough to take on a human form of he so pleased. He walked up and locked the basement door, something new from the past. (Y/n) sighed as she let a tear fall from her closed eyes. Steph was crying more than she wanted to as she sat in her spot. Not even bothering to take off the tape on their mouths, (Y/n) began to feel her consciousness slipping from her grasp. 'Funny how easy it is for me to drift away in a place like this.' She chuckled softly as she fell onto the nothingness of her mind.

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I saw nothing but white. "A dream." I spoke out, surprising myself at the strength of my voice. "I... I know I'm dreaming. This place is so familiar. The white void." Words were my friend again, my voice was back. "But... If this is a dream-"

"This is your nightmare." Her voice made itself clear behind me. Knowing something, someone I repressed for so long,  was behind me at this moment. Almost predictable and expected from my subconscious, to torture me for my past. I slowly turned to face her. "Funny, how now you can speak, but you lost your voice when I needed it the most. A simple, 'No, don't take her!' Most likely would of saved my life, (Y/n). But you couldn't do that."

"You hurt me-"

"I was hurt too! Nothing in my life ever went my way, and I always got the short end of the stick. Even when I was screaming out for help, you left me. I needed a friend and you left me. Fifth grade, you didn't even tell me you were leaving till last minute. To spare my feelings?"

"I didn't want to see you hurt-"

"YOU DIDN'T CARE. YOU NEVER DID, YOU NEVER LIKED ME! YOU'RE NO DIFFERENT FROM THOSE MONSTERS!"

"STOP IT!" I gripped my head as a surge of pain went through my head, accompanied by a loud screech.

"Pathetic. You can't even admit to yourself that you are just like them."

"I am not."

"Then why? Why did you ignore me when you could of asked what was wrong. When my brother died, when I acted out my anger... You could of talked to me, and asked me why i was being such a-"

"BITCH. YOU WERE A CRAZY BITCH WHO PUSHED ME DOWN THE STAIRS." I snapped back, harsher than I intended. The space around me began to fill with water.

"Tears. These are your tears, (Y/n). You cried so much in your life, so much self pity in one room."

"Stop attacking me!"

"Am I really the one attacking you? This is your dream after all. Your own subconscious." I closed my eyes, hoping she would stop talking. Her words were stabbing me in ways I never felt before. Out of nowehere it went silent. 'Did it work?' I think, opening my eyes. The ocean of tears were tinted with a crimson red. Raising my head to a floating body. Hers to be exact. The revealed parts of her body were riddled with bite marks. A blank stare in her eyes. The water rose, causing me to go under. I yelled out, watching the air bubbles floating above me. The final things I heard was her voice. "Lets how you feel when no one saves you."

End-

'The nightmares are back.'

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