you shouldn't lie || yandere boys x reader

chapter ten: meant

a/n: sorry for not updating sooner. scar_dvo edited this
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Key || Side Notes || Information
-Bold- = Author Notes
-Italics- = Character's Thoughts (only used once in awhile)
|| This Story will be told in first person point of view, occasionally switching povs every now and then. Warnings will be shown to help readers that are sensitive to gore and violence. Mature language used||

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I lifted my school uniform off of my body and grabbed the gym one from the floor of the stall, quickly changing into it before anyone noticed the obvious bandages.

After I had Noah's answers and he had mine, he had his driver take me home. I didn't really fight because his mansion was on the highest point of the hill, so i took the offer. The drive was silent and the next thing I knew, I was back at school. Though, Liam wasn't there to greet me at my locker and nobody bothered for the first few minutes of the class.

I closed the stall door after stepping out and breathing in out of annoyance. The guys in the locker room were messing around and slapping each other with towels.

"(Your Guy Name)," a voice called out.

I turned around to see Logan standing in front of me. His head was down, and he was hiding something behind his back. I raised my eyebrow suspiciously and tried to glance at the thing behind him before he turned around so I wouldn't see it.

"THANK YOU!" Logan sputtered, running out of the locker room in embarrassment.

Suddenly, my face got smacked by a big red box. It fell on the floor with a small 'clang' noise, making me furrow my eyebrows. The red box was shaped in a heart, and it looked really cute.

All the guys in the locker room turned their attention towards me and started making little fish faces at me.

"Ooooo~"

"I didn't know you were gay."

"I wish my girl did that."

I rolled my eyes, smiling to myself a bit.

I picked up the red box and opened it slightly. A bunch of chocolates were inside and all of it were differently assorted. The locker room emptied, leaving me the only one there. I still had three minutes until I have to be on the bleachers.

"I wouldn't eat those if I were you," a rough voice warned.

I glanced at the figure and scowled. It was Ryland. Surprised he's even in the school, usually he just stays outside and doesn't do anything.

However, he wasn't even in a gym uniform. He was just leaning on the locker room wall.

"Why are you here?" I asked, crossing my arms.

Ryland chuckled, closing his eyes and his lips formed a small smirk.

"Teachers don't take attendance here, don't you notice? It's like all they care about is money and not the teachings," he stated, his eyes still shut.

I uncrossed my arms and looked at him in confusion.

"You were there for art," I said, squinting my eyes a bit.