Sweet but Psycho (Lloyd x Reader)

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Y/n's POV

"IVY!!!!!" I pressed on the gas and drove home as fast as I could. My psycho father isn't taking anyone away from me anymore! I quickly pulled up to the small driveway and got out of my car. I run to the front door, it was open.

"IVY!!!! WHERE ARE YOU???" I exclaim while running into the house and looking around for her. I was in a stage of panic, my breathing grew quicker and my eyes were watering. I was so worried and scared that my father would take one of the few people that matter and I love in my life. I didn't hear an answer anywhere so I dug my nails into my palms and bit my lip, hoping it was just an awful dream.

"Y/n? Are you home?!" I heard her voice from the living room. I sighed in relief and ran into the room. She looked worried and stood up from her seat. She walked over to me and ran to embrace in a hug. I squeezed her tight, happy that he hasn't taken her away from me yet. I will not let that happen.

"Oh my fucking god, you're alright! I love you so much, you know that???" I exclaim quickly. She threads her fingers through my hair.

"What do you mean, I'm alright? Honey, what happened?" She asks while pulling away from the hug. I looked into her chocolate brown eyes that were just filled with fear and worry.

"Oh Ivy, Amber and Tammy are dead! Whoever got Jared, got them too!" I confess while putting my hand over my mouth to keep me from crying. She pushes a lock of hair behind my ear and shushes me to calm me down.

"Oh honey, when did this happen?" She asks while pulling me towards the couch to sit down. I sat next to her, but I didn't dare break from her hold.

"Just now while I was at the mall..." I sob and let the tears fall out. I couldn't control myself. My father was killing innocent people who deserved so much more. Amber was good to me, Jared wasn't the best but he could've improved, and Tammy was just following the crowd because she was too scared to think different and see the truth. They were just human. It's all my fault. It really is all my fault. Once I get my hands on him, he'll regret coming back. I had every right to cry and be angry right now.

"Oh no! Do they know who the killer is?" She asks. I nodded and lied. She furrowed her brows and brushed my cheek for comfort. Tears were still escaping, but it was less than before. She hugged me again and rubbed my back. I need to know more about my dad.

"Ivy? Can I ask you something about, my dad?" I ask her hesitantly. She pulls away from the hug and fear appears on her face, that gave me goosebumps.

"Yes, what do you want to know?" She asks. I sniffed and looked at her dead in the eyes.

"Why did he kill my mother? And why did you lie about him being dead?" I ask her with a tear falling down my cheek. She sighs and rubs my shoulder.

"I was going to tell you when it was closer to your birthday about the family secret..." she begins. I furrow my brows and wipe the tears away.

"What family secret?" I ask. She drops her gaze, then lifts it back up to meet my curious stare. She sighed.

"The curse of the L/n's, family secret." She said. I lifted an eyebrow.

"What's that? What does that mean? What does that have to deal with me and my father?" I fire rapid questions at her.

"The curse of the L/n's goes back to before time had a name. Your ancestors would fall to the curse and start massively murdering people. Its passed down to every generation, and your father succumbed to it the day your mother died." She explained while dropping her gaze to our holding hands.