Think about it Twice (Sana x Fem reader)

Chapter 14- Psycho pt.1

~3rd POV~
1 week ago
"Get over here you gold digger!" Dean yelled as his girlfriend, Helen, who ran away.

"No don't touch me!" Helen yelled and locked herself in their bedroom. Helen was scared that Dean would beat her again and she would have to hide her scars with makeup. To everyone they were a perfect couple but secretly they had a toxic relationship. They screamed and yelled at each other, threatened to kill each other and physically fought. Helen mainly had it worst since he took his anger out on her.

This time Dean was angry because he thought Helen was having an affair with her coworker. When in all actuality Helen and her coworker were just close friends. Helen is a very beautiful girl with long black hair and the most charming smile, so she easily attracts people, all which makes Dean angrier.

"You're luckily you're beautiful! Otherwise I would've killed you! I'm leaving!" Helen heard Dean say on the other side and heard footsteps leaving.

"Thank you Jesus." She whispered to herself and crept open the door. As she turned Dean was there and slapped her across the face. She yelped in pain as she fell to the ground. She closed her eyes trying to ignore the pain.

Dean eventually left to go drink leaving Helen to make the dinner. She sighed as she placed the frozen chicken out to thaw. Helen now had a red mark on her face and stomach pain from where Dean kicked her.

"I must do something! I can't take this anymore!" Helen said as she put an ice pack on her face. She was tired of being pushed around, she was tired of constantly calling 911 to report him. Yet no matter how many times she called, nothing was done. This time she'll take matter into her own hands.

"Helen where are you?" Dean said as he entered the house 3 hours later. He looked at the kitchen and she still didn't cook the chicken. That gold digging bitch , can't do anything. He thought to himself and slugged his way upstairs. He came back from the bar drinking so his vision and legs weren't working properly.

"HELEN!" He yelled as he opened the bedroom door. As he closed it, Helen hit him with a frying pan. She hid behind the bedroom door, waiting for him to come in. As she hit him he fell to the ground and she continuously hit him before he could do anything. She felt an adrenaline rush biting him repeatedly. For some reason she knew it was horrible but she couldn't stop. After a couple of hits she finally stopped and he was dead.

"Haha what have I done?" She laughed to herself and now didn't know what to do. Her hands and clothes were stained with blood including the frying pan. Helen made her way downstairs and cleaned of the frying pan in the sink. She must get rid of the weapon. But how?

Helen sat and had to think. Aha! She packed her bags with clothes and took the money that Dean had been saving up. She wiped the blood off her face and made sure she left no footprints. Helen then headed out the door and walked away. To be honest Helen has nowhere to go but anything is better than staying home and getting arrested.

~Helen's POV~
Ahhh what do I do? I'm a killer aren't I? It's dark outside and I'm scared! I reached a bridge that had a river below it. Should I throw the pan down there? Even though I cleaned the pan, the police could still possibly trace Dean's blood on it! I dropped the pan in the river and it gave a small plop. Now that's out of the way, where do I go? I continued to walk and a car pulled over beside me.

"Hey are you lost?" Someone said to me and it was an older man.

"Yeah can you help me?" I said to him. Finally! Maybe he can help me.

"Sure get in!" He said and I got in the passengers seat. He buckled my seatbelt and noticed the bloodstains on my clothes.

"Woah what happened?"

"Ah I accidentally fell." I lied to him and he nodded his head. We made it to his house, which was a huge mansion. He let me in and gave me a towel so I can go shower.

"I'll be right back I'm gonna go cook." He said to me and I nodded. I changed into a pair of clothes that I brought with me. As I sat in his room, I looked around trying to find details about him. He seemed to be rich as he had plenty of jewels. Nothing captivated me more than expensive jewelry.

"I'm back!" He came back in with a bowl of soup and I thanked him.

"So what made you pick me up?" I asked him when he sat down next to me on his bed.

"Well you're very beautiful." He bluntly said and laughed. Is that supposed to be funny?

"So you only picked me up because I'm pretty." I asked him and he nodded. What does he think I am? All people care about are looks!

"Aha is that so." I smiled innocently and he leaned in closer trying to kiss me. That bastard.

"Get away from me!" I yelled and splashed the hot soup on him. He screamed in an agony and I got up and gathered my things.

"Ha am I supposed to feel bad for you?" I laughed at him and he continued to scream. I picked up some of his jewelry and placed it in my bag.

"You dirty old man, if you ever tell I will kill you." I whispered to him and kicked him in his head. His head smacked the ground making him unconscious and I left his house.

All these people only care about looks! Nothing can go my way! No matter how hard I try I always get punished. If I'm so beautiful I might as well use it to my advantage.

"Hey ma'am do you need help?" I heard someone say  as I was walking away. I turned and he looked like an easy target.

"Oh thank you so much!" I said to him and he offered to give me a ride to a hotel. I eyed and noticed his ring on his finger. Looks expensive.

"So your married huh?" I said to him and he nodded his head. He pulled up to the hotel and started to hand me my stuff.

"Wait why don't you spend the night with me?" I asked him while giving him a charming smile.

"Ah d-don't you see I'm married?" He stuttered and backed up. I flipped my hair and got closer to him.

"I'm sure your wife wouldn't mind." I whispered into his ear and he nodded. I grabbed onto his hand pulled him into the hotel with me. This should be easy. I am no longer the feeble girl I was before. I'm not taking matters into my own hands.

Present day (February 7, 1997)
~Y/n's POV~
"Im still wondering where that girl went." I told Sana as we were drinking at the bar. I tried to convince Sana to let this be our "date" but she refused. Saying she wants it somewhere to be special.

"It doesn't help that none of the neighbors know what she looks like." Sana sighed and took another shot. She went to the bathroom and said she quickly return.

"Hi there you look lonely, my name is Jessica." A girl came up to me and I immediately blushed. She had long dark silky hair, a beauty mark to the side of her eye and the most captivating eyes.

"H-hi I'm y/n." I stuttered and she gave a cute giggle. She sat next to me and leaned close to me. Damn I don't think I ever been so nervous next to someone. She eyed my earrings and seemed to like them.

"Wow these are beautiful! You must find me a pair so we can match!" She smiled at me and twirled her hair around her finger. Wow there's something about her that I can't resist! It's almost like I'm in a trance.

"Um excuse me ma'am." Sana came up to eyes and gave Helen a glare. Helen glared back and leaned in closer to me. As she did that Sana's face was the angriest I seen it and she turned red.

Why am I always in the middle?

~yaaaaah double update! Sorry if this seems rushed or switching pov too many times😅 also if your confused at the end it's Helen who met y/n but she's using a different name! Hope y'all enjoy!
~~Lily🥰💕