Mine to Subdue ✔ | Yandere Lams

Final-2: Love Conquers All

(Happy ending because I don't want you guys to hate me)

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Alex returned home, his hands a bloody mess, unlike his last few kills he wanted to get up and personal with this Jackson guy. Somehow Alex ended up killing Jacksons roomate Henry Lee-? He thinks was the name? And later killed Jackson.

"Good for nothing cunt. Taking advantage of my Johnny." He opened the door to his dorm. John would most likely be asleep, so he decided he'd wash his hands in their sink instead of the dirty lake, like he usually did. He walked in to see a tear-strained John cuddling a blanket on the couch. Waiting for him.

"Babygirl, you all alright?" Alex asked concerned. "You did it." John said without a hint of emotion. "You officially messed up my heart, you ripped it out, fixed it, broke it, mended it, confused it."
"What do you mean?" Alex was so confused. Why did he know?
"You, you were the one who killed Lafayette. You killed so many people, for what? Me? Why would you do that?!" John noticed the blood on Alex's hands. "Again?! Did you honestly kill William Jackson? Alexander how could you?!" John was furious, scared, and tortured.

"I did it for you!" Alex yelled, "Goddamnit everything I've done was for you! When I saw you I knew I wanted you, you are so perfect in everyway! I had to have you to myself! Nobody could have you...."

Alexander fell to his knees, staring at his hands. "I'm selfish, I wanted you to myself. I thought you were mine. I'm sorry." He held his head within his hands. "I-i didn't mean for it to go this far. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He sobbed.
John was never going to forgive him, he was too pure. He probably hated Alex for everything. He guessed it would be the end of their relationship.

Or so he thought; John crowched down besides Alex and wiped the tears off his face.

"You've made me feel special Alex, you loved me for me, and I love you for you, no matter how insane you were and no matter how much I cried, you were there for me. You comforted me and protected me. You showed me what true love is and I'm honestly greatful." John ran his fingers through his loose curly hair. "Just do me a favor-"

"Yes anything!" Alex grinned like a child who just got a puppy.

"You can't kill anymore." John said.

Alex fell silent. "B-but Johnny, what if someone tries to violate you? Rape you again? I love you too much to let that slide." John thought for a moment, "Fine, but you can no longer kill our friends okay? I want Philip to have many uncles and maybe aunts, if Peggy doesn't hate me after this."

Alexander got up and spun John around the room, both giggling slithly. "Yes! Anything for you my love!" Alex kissed John passionatly, tangling his fingers in the curly mess of hair.

"I love you so much Babygirl." John whispered. Alex and John layed there in Alex's bottom bed. Alexander smiled. "I love you too."

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"Papa! Dada!" A small child around 9 or 8 ran around the small suburban house clutching a piece of paper.

John looked up from the almost graded papers and grinned. "Hey Philly, where's Papa?"

"Papa is in his room working on papers, what chu doin' Dada?" Little Philip looked at the table filled with papers.
"I'm grading papers."
"Why?"
"Because it's my job."
"Why?"
"Because I'm a teacher."
"Why?"
"Because I couldn't go into medical school."
"Why?"
"I was dealing with certain drama in college."
"Why?"
"Because of your Papa."
"Why?"
"Want Macaroni?"
"YUUUSSS!!!!"

Philip ran in circles, laughing and yelling at his hearts content. John sighed, he loved the kid, but he's a lot of work. Just that second Alexander walked in with Pajamas.

"Papa!" Philip screeches. Alexander picked him and up, "Pip Pip away!" He lifted up Philip and made his go low as if Philip were an airplane. Philip giggled nonstop.

"Morning love." John blushed as Alexander kissed his nose.

John smacked Alex's hand away from his ass. "That's for later!" Alex laughed as he put Phillip down. "I'm making macaroni, want some?"

"Obviously." Alex said taking a seat chuckling as he watched Philip play with his toy turtle.

After many years of therapy Alex seemed to be turning normal. He rarely heard the voice in his head and had a well paying job as a lawyer with a beautiful son and husband. Everything was going fine.

Everything was perfect.

"Papa! I made a song at school!" Philip jumped up and down excitedly.
"Well then, show me!"

John turned around to see.

"My name is Philip!
And I'm a poet!
And i- just turned nine
You can write rhymes
But you can't write mine-"

"What!?" Alex played along. Philip gained his confidence.

"I practice French and played piano with my Father!
I don't have a sister but I want a little brother!"

John laughed, "Okay!"

"My Papas trying to start Americas bank, Un deux trois quatre cinq!!!"

"Bravo!" Alex lifted his son up and lightly tickled him. John laughed and Alex pulled him into a hug. Their shared a brief sweet kiss Philip just smiled, happy for his parents.

Yup' everything was just fine.

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I love this ending more tbh