Twisted Love (Yandere!FriendXReaderXSuicidal!Yandere)

Chapter 4: Success.

  You wait patiently in the basement, wanting to make sure he didn't need help tying her up when he got here.

  He knew you'd do that so just to make sure you weren't seen in case he failed, you were dressed in something completely different so Alice wouldn't know it was you.

  Malcolm was serious when he wanted to keep you safe... Just like a friend would do...

  You yawn after waiting 2 hours, almost falling asleep until you hear the basement's heavy door open. You look up the stairs and see Malcolm with Alice on his shoulders. 

  She was completely tied up with duct tape on her mouth and a cloth covering her eyes. 

  Malcolm comes down and sits her on the chair.

  She was wiggling around, trying to stop him from being able to tie her to the chair but you held her down and he succeeded in tying her completely to the chair. "Thanks." He smiles at you and you give a nod, in which he sees and looks up at the basement door.

  You pout since it was now your time to leave... So, you do.

  Malcolm smiles, feeling happy things were going good. 'Thanks a ton, Y/n...' He thinks in his head, not knowing you didn't leave the house like you were supposed to.

  Instead, you decided to grab a pan and stand by the basement door... You felt like you would still be needed in something... You don't know what, but it was something...

  Malcolm pulls off the cloth, smiling at his victim, Alice. "Hello, my darling~" He kisses the sobbing girl's cheek.

  She was shaking in fear, looking at all the blood on Malcolm. That blood was her family's... And to make it worse, he had FUN killing them!

  She sobs more and malcolm wipes away her tears. "Sh... It's ok..." He whispers in a comforting voice, but she doesn't allow it to get to her.

  Why wasn't it obvious? How did she not figure out how fucked up Malcolm was?

  Was it because all she ever cared about was lust...? But then it makes it confusing... Why would Malcolm love someone like her in the first place? 

  Well, whatever the reason was... She HAD to get out. 

  But how was that going to happen when there was someone else there? Are they sharing her...??

  Malcolm takes off the tape and smiles. "My dear, Alice... I--" He gets interrupted by her screaming which causes him to frown.

  Why is it everyone likes to interrupt him? It was rude.

 "Alice, my dear... It's a fucking basement." He growls, annoyed. "Common sense will tell you that it's also soundproof."

  Alice stops screaming, shaking in pure fear, realizing he was right.

  "W-why are you... So into me...?" She whispers, curious. "Out of all the things that one girl did for you, I don't.... I don't understand why you went for me instead..."

  "Y/n?" Malcolm frowns. "Well, she would be a great lover, no doubt, but she's my best friend. I'd never get her into this mess with me, she's too sweet and innocent and she'll get hurt."

  "So, you're still crazy for her, but... As a friend...?" "I'm not crazy for her at all." Malcolm frowns. "I'll never make her cry, never frighten her. She'll never see the fucked up things I do."

  "Then you should stop... Becuase if she does, she'll leave your psycho ass!"

  Malcolm grins, chuckling.