Aubrey Joseph/Tyrone Johnson Imagines

Evil!Tyrone Johnson || I Love You

You sat down on your bed and tried to go to sleep. For some reason, you found that this particular night it was hard to. You kept getting the feeling that something was off. You sat up and looked out the window at the moon. Little did you know that a certain cloaked figure stood behind you. Feeling his presence, you quickly turned around to see no one. You got back underneath the covers and went back to sleep. This continued on for the next few nights until you found yourself jolted awake in the middle of the night by a sudden weight on top of you. You stared up at a cloaked face and gasped. You couldn't help but feel as if his presence was strangely.. comforting. He caressed your soft, y/c/s which made you wriggle in discomfort from his touch.

"Stop it!", you yelled, and a light cut on in the hallway followed by your door opening to reveal your distressed mother.

"Y/n, why are you yellin' "stop it" this late at night?".

"There was--", you began, but stopped once you realized that the cloaked figure was gone. You shook your head before replying, "just a nightmare".

"Go to bed, girl".

The next morning, you woke up and got dressed for school at St. Sebastian prep. Arriving there, you met up with your best friend Tyrone.

"What's up Ty", you greeted, bumping into him softly.

"Hey Y/n", he replied, slightly licking his lips.

You couldn't help but think that something was off about him by the look in his eyes. You shook it off and continued to walk with him. Eventually, you split up because your lockers were on different sides of the hallways. You then walked to your first class .

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"Ugh, class was boring", you complained to Ty and he softly laughed.

"That's because you never pay attention".

"You know me so well", you teased.

"I know". The way he said those words ignited a chill down your spine and goosebumps on your skin. Why would he say something like that to you?

"Well hey, I'll see you Monday!", you said and quickly started to walk home, not giving him the chance to say another word.

You eventually get to your house and head up to your room. Your parents had left for the weekend so it was going to just be you. Or, so you thought.

That night, you lay in bed thinking about Tyrone. He had been acting so strangely lately. Deep in thought, you didn't see the cloaked figure appear from the shadows again. He walked closer to you until finally you saw him and jumped up in shock.

"What the hell!", you gasped, getting up and backing up by the window.

While he approached you, you quietly unhooked and opened the window behind you. You hurriedly ran onto the roof the cloaked figure behind you. You let out a scream when he grabbed you by the waist. You kicked him in his intimate area making him grunt. You slid down the roof and fell to the ground hard. You tried to stand up, but your head was aching, making everything look blurry. You closed your eyes, but not before seeing the cloaked figure kneel in front of you.

You woke up to a bright light shining above. You tried to move your hands but were met with the cool metal and loud rattling of chains. You frantically moved around until you heard the door opened, making your eyes widen in shock at who it was.

"You're awake", Tyrone acknowledged and confusion washed over your features.

"Tyrone?", you questioned.

"Surprised?", he asked with a small smirk.

You shivered and gave him a glare. "Why am I here?".

"You're clueless?", he asked, walking closer to you until both your faces were mere inches apart.

"Completely", you said, staring him in the eyes.

Suddenly, he slammed his lips against your and you turned your face, but he grabbed your cheeks to make you face him again.

"Why don't you love me ,Y/n?",

You stayed quiet.

"TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!", his voice echoed within the room.

"I love you!", you exclaimed fearfully, tears rolling down your cheeks.

"Do you mean it?", he questioned and you hesitantly nodded.

"Good", he smiled, satisfied with your response and yanked the chain towards another room.

He picked you up and tossed you on the bed. He closed the door and locked it, not that it mattered because no one could find you even if they tried. With each inch he moved closer you felt more and more vulnerable, like a fly caught in a web; like he was the predator and you were the innocent prey. He crawled on top of you a kissed you gently. He lips trailed down your neck and he ran his hands up your thighs.

"Um Ty", you called his name hesitantly.

He ignored you.

"Ty", you called out, louder this time.

Again, no response.

"Ty!", you cried out desperately and he looked you in the eyes while you spoke. "I'm n-not ready for t-that".

"For now", he nodded and put his arms around your waist while internally you hoped someone, anyone would find you.