Darkest Of Nights | Sally Face

💘a.c.

Tag, You're It!
TW: homosexual slurs (Travis of course), maybe blood and gore
I'm gonna put in a bit of story that I wrote before whoops. First yandere story. Hope its good for y'all!
Ashley Campbell x yandere!reader

Ashley was never a popular girl. She could've been, she just didn't want to be. She was pretty, kind, and all round a wholesome person. She also wasn't afraid to kick someone's butt if needed.

She was just so perfect and you wanted her to be yours. Alas, she was dating the infamous Sally Face. Someone you despised with all your heart.

Sal and Ashley stood at her locker, holding hands and talking sweetly to each other. At this point, Travis decided to walk up and shoved both of them into the lockers. He started to insult the living hell out of them.

For a church boy, he sure didn't act like the stereotypical one. He was mainly taking out his anger on Sal, to which you approved, but when he started to attack Ashley verbally, your blood started to boil.

You began to walk over to him until you saw Ashley punched him right in the cheek. You stopped in your tracks and tried to contain your laughter. She was amazing.

The pair walked off, Travis still on the floor. You walked over to him with a bug grin. Even though Ashley could handle herself, Travis still needed to be punished.

"Oh my god! Are you okay?" You faked concern.

Travis gave you a scowl. "Don't act like you care about me you fucking faggot!"

Oh his potty mouth had to go.

"Here let me help you up." You held out your hand to him, which he hesitantly grabbed, eye balling you like a crazy person.

"Thanks, I guess.." He mumbled before he stood.

The bell rung, giving a signal for students to go to class. Travis tried to leave with the signal, but alas the poor boy couldn't, you were still holding onto his hand.

"What the fuck." He put simply, his eyes moved to you. "Let go you fucking weirdo!"

Something in you snapped when you were holding onto him. Travis hissed in pain and his eyes began to water.

"You were mean to Ashley," you began.

He looked at you confused. "What the fuck-"

"Ashley is a goddess compared to scum like you," your voice went down an octave, your grip tightening on his hand. You saw fear begin to form in the boys eyes.

"Whoa, chill (Y/N)," he winced in pain.

The halls were empty, obvious to both you and Travis. His safety was in your hands and you wanted to take that to your advantage.

You were pretty strong for your age, working out every chance you got. Gripping his tighter, you felt something snap in his skin. He opened his mouth to yell but you quickly covered his mouth and shoved him into the lockers.