On the Precipice of Insanity [Yandere! Sasuke Uchiha x Reader]

Chapter Thirteen

„I'be been awaiting you, my sweet [name], ahaha!”

The onyx, piercing eyes stare directly at the wide open ones of the woman he desires. His lips curled into a smirk, he stands up and grabs a strand of the silky [color] eyes he could only dream from up till now.

She stays in front of the bars, not moving one inch. Her breathing become normal again, but her gaze is focused to ground, a horrified expression, though she has no idea why she feels that way.

"Your hair is still as soft as always. Are you still using that conditioner?" 

There is no answer. [Name] keeps staring at her shoes, feeling more and more dizzy. 

"So you know me," she mumbles taking a step back. Sasuke's eyes narrow at her; his smile stays.

"Better than everyone else," he reassures her. The woman bites the inside of her cheek. "Do you remember me?" He questions her, knowing the answer already.

"No. But I do remember that I have to do my job, have a good night, Mister Sasuke Uchiha," she says as she injects the man the drug. 

"Uchiha Sasuke, I do remember your onyx eyes. . ."

But it's not like I want to remember them.

She thinks as she holds her head, her vision getting a little blurry; it's happening again

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„[name]!” the worried voice of a certain blonde boy cries out as he shakes the [color] haired girl that has fallen to ground. She just groans and rubs her head.

„Are you all right?" he asks, bis cerulean eyes meeting bis friend's ones. The middle schooler rolls her eyes.

„I am fine, Naruto-baka,” she reassures hitting the boy on his shiny head. 

„You don't have to get all violent with him, [name],” the deep voice says from behind the blonde.

„You're right, I should punch you for shooting that ball in my face!” she tells him.

„Cute~” the male says pinching her cheeks. „Aw, now the girl gets all red.”

„Sh-shut up!”

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[Name} shakes her head and opens the door of the Uchiha's cell. She has a job to do, no time to fool around. 

I am going crazy in here.

The male lies at the ground, his chest moving up at normal pace. The psychologist takes out a straitjacket and wraps it around Sasuke. 

„Great, now I have to wait again,” she mutters annoyed. Her gaze goes around the room. It is a dark room, perfectly mirroring the Uchiha's personality. 

What did become out of the boy from middle school? His cocky attitude never changed, but his feelings towards did. 

[Color] eyes land on a certain, in the darkness hidden, piece of paper. Looking back to make sure the inmate is still unconscious, she walks forward and grabs the note.

„This letter was written nine years ago. . . strange,” she comments.

Dear Uchiha Sasuke,

guess who is going to attend Konoha High? Yes, you guessed right, it's me! I got a scholarship, pretty awesome, huh? Anyhow, I can't wait to see this stoic and always pissed of looking face of yours again. And your duckbutt hair. How could I forget about that? 

I know it will be a great time for the three of us. I bet Naruto is still running after Sakura, isn't he? I hope I can see your third kiss, haha. 

Well, that was it so far. I am back in Konoha by Tuesday! Pick me up at the airport! I don't want to walk.

 

Yours truly 

 

The name of the sender isn't able to read anymore, but the handwriting looks familiar. Way too familiar. [Name], biting her lower lip to suppress the nervousness rising inside of her, takes out a pen that was stuck on her breast pocket. Shakily she writes down a word and gasps.

„This is my handwriting.”

Just who are you, Uchiha Sasuke?