You're nothing (yandere boys x reader)

Chapter 4- Warnings from beyond

    Sunlight shines brightly through the blinds. You sit up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. You yawn and quickly stretch before, swinging your legs over the edge. You jump down landing gracefully on your feet. You automatically pull the curtains to the side, lighting up the room. You quickly slip on a jacket over your tank top and shorts.

    You hear the click of your door being unlocked followed shortly by the door
opening. You turn your head, your eyes locking onto their butler. He's rather tall and lanky. His brown locks are combed back while his red eyes glow. You raise an eyebrow noticing he looks like he's in his late twenties. (A.K. You couldn't see him clearly last time because it was so dark)  He offers you a smile stepping inside.

     "How did you sleep?" He asks, making his way toward you.
     "Like a child," you reply. He narrows at the dim light and quickly closes the curtains. You meet his eyes, noticing he's carrying a uniform in his hands.
     "You didn't leave your room last night?" He suddenly asks while walking to the edge of your bed.

    You twirl around shaking your head. He nods his head in understanding, placing the uniform on the bed sheet.
    "I suggest you don't get any ideas. Certain horrors and the most disgusting events happen at night,(Y/n),----- you stand next to him and glance at the outfit.

    Suddenly, he grabs your wrist making you look at him. His eyes quickly fade to a pure black shade. A dark atmosphere fills the air automatically, blocking out any remaining light.
    "Do you understand me?" You immediately nod your head. Then, he smirks roughly grabbing your chin.
    "I actually like you. I would hate for anything bad to happen to you," you blink trying to figure out what to say.

    "You don't have to worry. I promise I won't leave my room at night," you quickly say. He lets go of you and steps back.
      "Glad we understand each other," he pats your head before leaving the room and shutting the door.

         You sigh quickly slipping off your old clothes and putting on your new ones.

      

      You step into the hallway and make your way downstairs. You make your way into the kitchen immediately spotting a note on the fridge. You take it off, your eyes scanning the words.

     "Thank you for taking this job. I appreciate it and don't forget to take care of my boys.

     Sign, John Meyers"

  You crumble up the note and toss it in the trash. You open the fridge just as several footsteps race into the room. The smell of blood and something metallic hits you like a tidal wave. The sense to puke settles in your stomach. You cover your mouth with your left hand, your eyes locking onto plastic bags piled up on the shelves. Several pieces of raw meat with blood filled at the bottom lines the entire contraption while bottles with a dark red liquid sits on the sides.

     You turn facing the boys who are sitting at the table. Ethan smirks at you, propping his hand against his chin.
   "What's wrong, (Y/n)?" You sigh holding your breath.
    "You guys are sick," he shrugs his shoulders.
     "Yes, we are. We're sick, sadistic creatures. Anything else you want to know, princess?" You roll your eyes, slipping on a pair of gloves from the counter. You hesitantly wrap your fingers around one of the glass bottle's neck and place it on the kitchen table. Akira hits Ethan's head, smacking him.

    Ethan growls while Katsu disappears and reappears next to you. He quickly sits down three glasses.
      "Oh, sorry. I forgot one of us is trying to help the humans," Ethan replied sarcastically. Akira runs a hand through his white locks.
     "It's not like that. I'm a potion maker which is someone who makes chemicals that heal people and improve their health. I'm going to set up my own business to sell them to the low life humans and vampires,"
 
   Katsu takes the bottle from you, popping the top off and pouring the liquid into the glasses in under two minutes. The boys quickly finish off the meal and stand up. He quickly grabs your wrist and drags you toward the front door with the others.
     "You're going to the mall with us," he states, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. He drags you outside making sure you don't escape.