Hide and Don't Scream [Yandere!Alois Trancy X Reader]

Monster In Memory

        You stared up at the ceiling. Your body was numb yet it ached at the same time. You tried to move but, not only was Alois past out on top of you, but your body protested. Alois had cut you, or bit you until you bled, if you didn't cooperate with him.

"You lost the game," he'd remind you, and push the knife to your exposed skin wherever he felt it necessary. "You're mine now and there's nothing you can do about it."

You were an object, a prize. Just like with every other game Alois played, there was always consequences for the loser. Except, this time, you had lost. Before, you had always tried to push away thoughts of what Alois did to those who went against him, instead focusing on the nice boy he was to you. You focused on who he was, but he was different then.

You had met Alois a few years prior.

Your father was a marquis and had business to do with the head of the Trancy family - Alois. He had invited you to go, since you were his only child he wanted you to take over the family business when you were old enough. When you met Alois he was as gentlemanly as any young pampered earl could be. You hadn't said much to him except small answers, but that was apparently all Alois needed for you to become his next goal.

Soon after though, your father fell ill and was bed ridden, where he was to that day, and he to send you to do business with the young earl. It was then you seemed to truly entrance Alois and he began inviting you to outings. However, those sweet days were short lived. Alois became possessive and tried, and failed, many times to be your suitor. Soon after, Alois forewent that and became the crazed male that had hauled you up to his chamber but hours ago.

He began to track you down, following your every move. There were times when he almost kidnapped you. There were times when he tried to control you from afar. You decided it was time to travel, and get away from England – away from Alois. You travelled across Europe; Paris, Rome, Athens, Berlin. You stayed in each city you visited for a time – until you saw Alois and Claude following you, or, at least trying to find you.

You tried hiding in cities big and small, but every time they seemed to find you. Finally, you went to America to stay with a friend who was abroad. You stayed there for a year and a half before deciding to go back to England. However, your welcoming party consisted of Alois and Claude. Your message had never reached home, they knew where you were the entire time – they had finally gotten you. In fact, you had only been back on English soil for two days by this point. Your father had no clue that you were back.

And now you were trapped, forever to be the doll of a sadistic boy who was so in love with you – that it drove him mad.

Alois squeezed you tighter in his sleep, the bloody knife that sat in his right hand pressing into your skin. It was as though, even in his sleep, Alois could feel your hatred of him and wanted to scold you for it.