𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐄 (yandere x reader)

➢ CHAPTER TWENTY

MONDAY, NOVEMBER 11, 1996

It almost felt bizarre going back to school.

Although she'd never been one to skip──  not usually, at least──  after the eventful weekend she'd had, something so normal now seemed strange.

Everyone was talking with their friends, smiling at stupid jokes, having fun. Their laughter bounced off the walls, as (Y/N) felt herself growing more and more distant from her surroundings. Eventually, the pounding of her own heart thudded in her ears so loudly that she couldn't hear anything else. Everything felt impossible.

And it wasn't even third period yet.

(Y/N) blinked, when a hand waved in front of her face, making her suddenly aware of the world again.

"Hello? Earth to (Y/N)?" Jess smiled, but her dark eyes clearly showed her concern.

Shaking her head, (Y/N) put on a smile. "Sorry," she said. "Zoned out there for a second. What were you saying? Something about Mr. Watson?"

"Are you feeling okay?"

She made herself laugh lightly. "Yeah, of course," she said.

Jess frowned. "Are you sure?"

"Positive," (Y/N) smiled. "I'm a little tired, but that's nothing that a little nap in Mrs. Lassiter's class won't fix."

Whatever skepticism Jess still had, she didn't press further. That was the cool thing about her. She never pushed too hard. Although she would tease you all day long, she respected boundaries. More so than most people (Y/N) had met.

"Y'know, you're gonna fail Math if you keep using it as your napping class," Jess commented.

(Y/N) shrugged. "I'll be fine. I always stay up for the tests, so I'll get close enough to a passing grade to graduate."

"You won't get through med school like that."

"I'm not going to med school," (Y/N) said. She didn't even feel the sadness she used to about it. There was too much wrong in her life right now to mourn some silly dream that would probably never happen anyway.

"What?" Jess appeared shocked. "You've always wanted to be a doctor, what are you──?"

(Y/N) smiled sadly. "It's okay, Jess, really," she said. "Plans change."

The bell rang, and Jess still seemed to have no clue what to say.

"I'll see you at lunch, yeah?" (Y/N) said, adjusting the strap of her backpack on her shoulder. "Love you, Jess."

"Love you too," her friend mumbled.

(Y/N) walked off to class, not letting herself glance back. Jess was her best friend. She didn't need her dumping all her problems onto her. It was better for both of them if she kept Jess from being worried.

It was the same lie she'd been telling herself for the eight years she'd known Jess.

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warning! gore
there will be a summary at the bottom of the chapter.

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MONDAY, NOVEMBER 11, 1996

The sun had been set for hours now, and the clouds blocked most of the stars in the sky, leaving the night darker and more quiet than usual.

Tony was asleep in his bed. It was the first night he'd been able to really sleep since Lev threatened him in the hallway. Ever since, he'd stayed up, only drifting off into a half-sleep every once in a while when he couldn't keep his eyes open. But he'd always jolt awake, terrified of an unseen attack coming in the dead of the night. But tonight, he managed to sleep soundly. It was partly exhaustion, and partly a sense of comfort in his previous fears. Surely Lev would've hurt him by now if he planned to, right?

He'd let his guard down. It was a mistake──  one that would end his life.

But for now, he was unaware of that. Quiet snores emitted from his sleeping form. He looked peaceful. Serene.

Looking down at him, Lev couldn't wait to disrupt that peace.

In one hand, was a roll of duct tape. In the other, a knife. He quickly tore of a piece of the tape, and placed it over Tony's mouth. It was enough to wake the sleeping boy.

'Good,' Lev thought. 'I want to see his face when he realizes he's gonna die.'

Tony tried to scream, tried to get up to fight, tried so hard to stop the inevitable. But it was all in vain. No one would hear him. No one would come for him. No one would save him.

"You just couldn't stay away, could you?" Lev taunted softly. "You wanted to see her. Well guess what, De Léon? You won't be seeing her, or anyone else, ever again!" The knife lowered, and moved to stab each eye. Not enough to kill him... yet.

Lev brightened visibly at the sight of the blood. "I really was gonna be gentle when I killed you," he continued. "But then... you showed up at her job." He shook his head. "Got her fired, could've made her homeless. But you didn't give a shit, did you? She could've died out on the streets, because you just couldn't help but walk through that door." He moved back a bit, and readied himself. "Won't be walking anywhere now, will ya?" He sawed off Tony's left foot with agonising slowness.

Tony tried and tried to scream, but the tape held strong. He cried tears of blood.

Lev chuckled lowly, and raised the bloodied knife. His red eyes were dark and humorless, however. "You never cared enough about her. You don't love her like I do. You would've only broken her heart. Ruined her life." He took another step forward, and picked up one of Tony's hands. "You can only hurt her. So now? I'm going to hurt you... as much as I can." Laughing quietly, Lev began slicing off his fingers, one by one.

Tony was beginning to weaken from all the pain and blood loss. He slowly felt himself lose consciousness.

Lev's smile fell. He slapped Tony in the face a bit. "Hey! Hey, wake up, bitch," he snarled. "You're not getting out that easy."

But Tony had already fainted.

Anger intensifying, Lev raised the knife, and stabbed the unconscious male in the chest. He lifted it out, only to stab him again. And again. And again, and again, and again. By the end, blood covered both of them.

It was the first time Lev had ever killed someone. He felt no remorse. How could he? This was for (Y/N). It was all worth it, for her.

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SUMMARY:

Lev breaks into Tony's home
while he's sleeping, and
tortures him until he dies.