yandere cross x dream

chapter six

warning:

blood, death and injury detail 

01:00 pm sunday 

Cross' pov 

When I return home, I drag one of Dream's fangirls to my basement. I had been walking around the high street buying things I needed to take care of G, when I over hear this girl talking to friends about how her and Dream were dating. That's a lie but many of the Frisk AUs have crushes on Dream since he is friends with quite a few. I followed her for a while until she was alone, then I knocked her out and took her back to my house. She was one of the Frisk AUs, I think Dancetale. I tie her to a chair and place a blindfold over her eyes. I summon my red knife and wait for her to wake up. 

(10 minutes later)

I see the girl wake up and then struggle against the ropes. When that doesn't work she says

"Is anyone there?"

"just me. Now do me a favour and tell me which AU you are from." 

"I-I'm from Dancetale, and when I get out of here you are going to be sorry!!"

"and why is that?" 

"because The prince of positivity, Dream, is my boyfriend!"

"I doubt that Frisk, do you know why?"

"No, because I'm not lying"

"well, I'm one of Dream's closest friends and he would surely tell me if he was dating someone." 

"I d-don't believe you! Who are you anyway?"

"oh how rude of me I haven't introduced myself have I?" After I say this, I pull off the blindfold. 

"I'm Cross and your here because DREAM IS MINE," I pause for a seconds before continuing 

"now let's see how much pain you can take" she looks at me with pure fear in her eyes. This is going to be fun~. 

08:10  pm (7 hours later) 

I stand over the lifeless body of DanceTale Frisk, she was missing an arm that was over by the wall and was in a puddle of her own blood. My clothes were bloodstained as I stood there breathing slowly, her screams were like soothing music to my 'ears' , I remember the sounds of her bones cracking as I ripped off her arm and broke her ribs. Her pleas of mercy were still ringing in my skull as I walked out of the basement . I opened the door to the bathroom, I started running a bath. I looked in the bathroom mirror, there was a blood splatter on my cheek, I look away from the mirror and start taking off my clothes. The blood had soaked through my clothes and was covering my white bones with a deep red. I turn off the water and get into the bath, I lay down and close my eyes. I start imagining mine and Dreamy's wedding again. I smile with my eyes closed as I think about how I'm going to tell Dreamy I love him. 

Dream's pov 

After watching lots of movies Nightmare fell asleep, I looked at the clock, 08:45

"wow it's late" I thought, I teleported both me and Nightmare into his room. I pulled Nightmare's blanket over him and started walking out of his room. When I got to the door, I looked at Nightmare and whispered

"Goodnight brother"

"Goodnight Dream" Nightmare said in his sleep. I smiled and left my brothers room, closing the door behind me. I walked across the hall to my room. I opened the door and closed it behind me quietly so I don't wake up Nightmare because he is a light sleeper. I go to my closet and take out my new pajamas. I spread them out on my bed and look at them. They were a made of a flowy, long shirt and some shorts that were quite loose fitting, they both had the same pattern of pale yellow stars on a black background. I got them a few days ago because it has been oddly warm at nights recently but I haven't worn them yet. I take off my crown and place it on the bedside table, I change into my pajamas and throw my clothes into a pile in the corner of my room. Then I walk across my room to the windows, I pull open my heavy, yellow curtains. A lot of things in my room are yellow, it's my favourite colour.

 I open my window and let in the lukewarm air, it smelled damp and earthy. I look up at the stars in the sky. I walk over to my desk and look through a drawer until I find my book, it's about a small fairy that runs away from her home and befriends sprite from the enemy village. I go back over to the window and sit on the windowsill, it was an unusually big windowsill as it's like a cubby hole. I put a lot of pillows and a fluffy blanket on the sill. I lean against the wall and use my feet to push the blanket to the other end of the sill, I then curl up around my book and start reading it.

(30 minutes later)  

I yawn and close my eyes, I fold the corner of the page and put my book next to me. I get an odd feeling that someone is looking at me, I look out the window and thought I saw a figure in the front garden. I rub my eyes and look back to where I saw the figure but nothing was there, I figure I must be more tired than I think. I place my book on my desk before I fall backwards onto my bed. I curl up in a ball pushing my blanket off the the side of my bed since it's too hot to sleep under it. I quickly fall into a deep sleep.  

word count: 954 

the word sill doesn't look like a word anymore to me