Yandere "family" x reader

Chapter 13- b/n

Kian

"Oh, I-uh yeah" you stuttered, looking back to the movies that axel had placed in front of you. They deliberately were all scary, horror movies that would definintly scare you, and make you lean into them for comfort.

"I'm kian by the way "

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It had been about thirty minutes of the movie, "the quiet place", and your soul had probably left your body at this point. After a little bit longer, you had latched your arms around this complete stranger. The man, kian fleur,  had thought this was absolutely adorable, and had wrapped you in a thick blanket, cuddling you close to him.

Axel, on the other hand, was extremely jealous of your current position with his cousin. Why should kian get the privilege of touching you?

You were completely asleep within an hour of the movie,  being encased in warmth of the strangers arms, and the blanket, made you very tired, you fought against the force of the sleepyness, but to no avail, as you ended up asleep either way.

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"I don't want to touch the brat, you can go" Collin spoke through a mask, he and Damien had been sent to retrieve your brother, they had also been told to be wary of your home, because recently cops had been involved. They left the second you fell asleep, but along a moment to marvel at your adorable ness.

The two had disguised themselves, both wearing hats and face masks, so that if camera footage was found, they would be unidentifiable.

"You really think I want to do it? Your lucky this is for her, if it wasn't I would've knocked your teeth in by now." Damien grumbled, he knew that he couldn't hurt the tiny heathen that was your "little brother", or you would've questioned what happened. That would make him seem like a monster. He didn't want that.

"be sure not to get caught!" Collin yelled, watching Damien turn into an alleyway, carrying a knife in case he came in contact with your disgusting excuses of parents. Oh how he wanted to cut them up, splatter them across the walls. then again, If he brought them home the entire family could have fun... that sounds better.

Eventually, he made it to your house, near the back there was a gate that would open to the dump that was your old "home". Damien jumped it easily, and landed on the dirty concrete surrounding the house, small splatters adorned the scratchy ground, furthering the messy looking exterior of the house.

When he got up the door, he noticed that it was left completely unlocked, so literally anyone could walk into the house and commit mass murder... oof. Last time he was here he couldn't observe your living condition to the fullest, but now he could see every last drop of blood left uncleaned.

He went into the room you had stayed in most of your life, seeing it was a single mattres, with a small frayed blanket, and a dirty plush of a teddy bear. Thinking hard, he took the stuffed animal, and brought it home to wash. He couldn't wait to brag that he found it to your real family.

After a few minutes of looking around, he hurried near the small childs room, grunting in disgust when he saw the wall covered in blood from your most recent beating. When he heard a screechy voice, it was your mother speaking on the phone, saying some very not nice things about you, he was more than ready to drag her to death.

"Yeah, the slut ran away and I can't find where she kept all that money, I know the bitch was hidin something, now im stuck with the other mistake. I'm gonna have to actually WORK a job until she's back, and gods help me when she's back, I'm going to personally let her walk on the verge of death" your "mother" spoke over the phone with someone, staring down at your little brothers body.

She hadn't realized the large man directly behind her, until it was too late and he knocked her over the head with a fist, hard enough to effectively knock her out. Then Damien grabbed your brother, trying to keep him asleep so he wouldn't make a fuss, and made a swift getaway, dragging your mothers body directly behind him.

He was able to pick out his phone and text the messaging chat he had with the family (excluding you because you weren't aloud to have a phone), typing in a message.

" I got the brat, and her scumbag of a mother, make some room in the basement , we're gonna have fun"

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Writers block is making me kinda sad, but I actually like this chapter after I rewrote it.

Anyway sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes, also I apologize for the long chapter.

Have a lovely day today, byyeyeeee!

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