Only One (Yandere Markiplier x Reader) [Discontinued]

Chapter 17

Kevin
I haven't talked to Y/n in a while. I miss her. It's not a moment that hasn't went by when I haven't thought about her. I want to see her.

I haven't been anywhere in a month. After what happened to me, I can't sleep or eat right.

The mysterious person told me to stay away from Y/n. And that's what I've been doing. Not for me, but for her safety.

What do they want with her? Will they hurt her? Will she still be in danger if I come back around?

All these questions kept coming in and out of my head.

All I know is that I want her to be safe, but I need to see her. I want to feel her. I never felt this way about anyone. She makes me feel alive.

As I lay on my bed looking up at the ceiling, I thought to call my cousin.

Stacy
Gosh, how I love to see the weak bleeding at my feet.

As I look at my blood cover gloves, I looked back at my slut of a mother. She's not even my real mom. 

There she is chain to the wall that's covered in her blood around her.

She has blood all over her. Dry and fleshly new.

I frowned when she wasn't making noise as usual. No screaming. No crying. No pleads telling me to let her go or stop. She just had her head down.

Nothing.

"Come on mom! Scream like the good little slut you are," I said laughing like the fucking lunatic I am.

Still no response. Even with a knife lugged in her leg, she still doesn't make a sound, not even a whimper.

I looked at her up and down. She was very pale and naked, cuts, big and small, all over her, burnt marks, one of her eyes are closed, a few of her fingers and toes are missing, and a lot of her long beautiful hair is now gone.

I shook my head. She looked half dead, but I knew she was still alive cuz' she was still breathing, but only a little. "Wow mom...I thought you would last longer. I've only been torturing you for a month."

When she didn't answer, I continued.

"You've been cheating on daddy for five years. And for what? That divorce you wanted? Not so fast, Mom. That's not how shit works. You marry my dad for his money, sure I get that, but the least you could've done for him spending money and taking care of your worthless pathetic ass, was to be there for him even if your love was fake!"

I could feel my anger building up. I wasn't in control of myself, as usual.

I started walking closer to her. "But NO! You just had to to go off and open your pussy to other men! Daddy was actually upset. You upset him. And I don't like it when people make my daddy sad."

I tugged the knife out of her leg, getting ready to stab her in her head, but only to be stopped by the sound of my phone ringing.

I lowered the knife in disappointment.

"You're a lucky motherfucker"

I put the knife back on the table with my other tools and took off my gloves to pick up my phone.

"Who is it?" I said with an attitude.

"Damn, is that anyway to talk your favorite cousin? Aren't you happy to hear from me? " A deep voice laughing on the other line.

"Yeah...I would, but I haven't talked and/or seen you in a damn while, so yes and no. Where have you been?"

"Well, I've been busy. And my parents are on a year long business trip, so I really been trying to keep the house up"

"Suuurrre," I rolled my eyes at his stupidity. I believe there's more to his story.

"Well, I just called to tell you I'll be back around," he sighed, "soon, very soon."

"Can't wait, weirdo. Hope it's true," I said half excited, half saractic.

"It is. So, what are you doing?"

"oh, I'm busy with someone," I turned around to see mom's head going side to side.

'WTF'

"Shit! Bro, I got to go. Something just came up," I said a little to quickly.

"O-ok, I'll talk to you later then"

"Yeah, bye-bye," I hung up, than put my phone down.

I grabbed the knife back up and stalked close.

I could tell she sensed me coming closer cuz' she started to tug on her chains.

I roughly grabbed her chin, making her look at me.

"Any last words before you go bye-bye?" I couldn't stop smiling. If I could see myself, I would piss my pants.

With her one working eye, she blinked at me with sadness. "I forget you," she said in barely a whisper, but I still heard her.

My smile turn into a frown. I was confused and shocked. Something in me wanted to hear that again.

But when I thought about it, it just made me so much more fucking mad. Then, the next thing I knew, there's the knife in her head, from one side to the other.

Her body started to have a mini seizure. It was really weird, but funny to watch.

Blood was coming from the side of her head.

Silence.

Nothing.

No breathing.

Dead.

I felt so happy. I started to laugh. Laughing and laughing. Over and over. My other side of me taking over. Losing my sanity all over again.

'I hope it feels this good when I kill Y/n'