Various Yandere Twilight x Reader

Chapter 24

Bella's POV

It was embarrassing to sit next to them as it played. The movie had all those cheesy romance cliches in the beginning. Their face was contorted in disgust.

They must think I picked this intentionally. Even though I'm embarrassed, I do have to admit the characters did remind me of them and me, especially with the woman falling over in front of her love interest.

Halfway into the film, the cliches died down, and the romance was a little more intense. At this point, the two main characters were passionately kissing each other.

I felt a weight on my shoulder. 'Are they trying to get my attention?' Nope. The 'weight' was their head, and it fell off my shoulder and onto my lap.

I tried to stay quiet despite my panic, and I could feel the blush forming on my face. I didn't know what to do; should I stop the movie? Should I take them to their bed?

I couldn't focus on the movie anymore. My gaze landed on them; the movie was a distant sound. They looked peaceful, as if they had a sweet dream. A small smile was etched on their face.

I don't know how long I have been watching them; I don't even know when I started to play with their hair. It felt as soft as I expected.

They started to move in my lap to face me and wrap their arms around me. Their grip around me was loose, and I could easily get away if I wanted. But why would I want to?

The movie has long since ended, and I was still watching them. What I was quick to notice was that their face contorted in a look of fear and sadness.

(Y/N)'s POV

Darkness surrounded me completely; I could barely see in front of me. The darkness swallowed me whole, and it felt cold and numbing.

I pushed forward; it felt overly exhausting to move. Each step felt like I ran a marathon, and pain shot up and down my legs. I felt sick.

The more I tried to move and the more pain I felt made me want to give up. My motivation was quickly draining, but I had a strong urge to move on. Everything became more apparent as I moved on.

I was in an alleyway; my legs were blood-red and sticky. The alley reeked of garbage and the metallic substance on me. 'Is it mine?'

I squatted for a closer look at my legs and touched the substance. A searing pain bloomed from my touch; yes, it was mine.

I needed to move forward; I could see a streetlight ahead of me; it felt like it was safe, and I was in an area full of danger. I gathered a deep breath that hurt my lungs and ran for the street light.

The feeling that the streetlight was safe was wrong. I felt like I had all eyes on me at that moment. I couldn't bear it; I had to leave. I marched down the growingly familiar crosswalk as much as my legs ached to do so.

With every inhale, it felt like my lungs got burned, and exhales felt like stabs. Yet, at the same time, it felt like I wasn't getting enough air. I need to push through; I need to get home.

My dream clearly wasn't liking my pace because it felt like everything was speeding up. Before I knew it, I was in my driveway. Like a cliche in a horror movie, it started to rain and thunder.  My clothes felt heavy on my body, and I fell to my knees. My body was too weak to support the heaviness.

A new determination burned in me as I heard screams from inside, my guardian's screams. I stumbled to my feet, falling on my porch's steps. My legs hurt greatly, and when I looked down, I could see the blood quickly washing off my legs from the rain. It felt like I was being poked.

A new scream brought my attention back to the task. I pulled myself up the steps with my arms, dragging the rest of my body. It hurt considerably less, so it was only a soft throb.

Second step

Third step

Fourth step

I pulled myself toward the window. The curtain was drawn like it usually was. It was the one thing I could always count on, my guardian's love for snooping. It was my turn to do the same.

A sharp pain shot through my hand. I wasn't paying attention to the ground; I was crawling on. In my hand was a shard of glass; it was from the potted plant in front of me. There was always a potted plant there, but it was now broken. This dream feels too real.

I dragged my body the last inch and pulled myself to my knees. I could see through the window; I wanted to throw up at the sight.

I could see their horrified and pained face; their skin was pale like the drained corpse they will be. There were three people sucking on their blood.

The worst part was the blonde man turning to me. His lips were bloody as he smiled at me, revealing his blood-stained teeth to me.

'No! Please, don't let this be!'

'No, I don't want this to happen!'

'They don't deserve this.'

"No!" I shot up from the couch. Yes, the couch. "It was... all a dream." I panted out. It felt nauseating, and tears were in my eyes.

"Hey, are you okay?" I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see Bella. Bella a new constant in my life. She is always around; I'm not sure how to feel about it yet, but that doesn't matter now. "Why are you crying? Did something happen?"

"It's nothing; I just had a bad dream. Nothing to worry about." I didn't want to say much more; I didn't want to think about it. "Could we...do something? I don't want to remember."

"Uhh, sure. What do you want to do?" She tucked a strain of hair behind her ear.

My mind felt empty, yet if I tried to think, it would be too much. My head was pounding. A knock interrupted my thoughts.

I was glad to have an interruption from thoughts and feelings. I rubbed my eyes furiously and tried to look as presentable as possible.

The knock was as gentle as the one who did it. The Cullens have arrived. My smile wavered as I tried to seem okay. I already knew that they would be able to see right through me. But it's worth a shot, right?
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