Murder On Mystreet (MystreetXReader)

Aphmau Ending

Y/N = Your Name
F/S = Favorite Song
F/B = Favorite Band

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Y/N's POV
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My heart plummeted when I heard the sound of sirens. This can't be happening again! I was positive I knew who the victim was. There's only one person I've been intimate with in these past few weeks: Travis. My vision was blurred with tears as I rushed from my room. He cant have been murdered! Not on the eve of the anniversary of the very first death. I passed Aphmau, who was sitting on the couch hugging Alina close to her. Worry laced her tired face and tears threatened to spill. We both expected the worst.

I unwillingly pulled open the front door and creeped outside. Just as I expected, there were police cars in front of Travis and Laurance's house. Something was different though; there was no ambulance. My guess was that it was just running late. I nearly let out a wail at the thought. Even if Travis was still alive, he wouldn't make it to the hospital in time because that stupid ambulance wasn't here!

My heart sank deeper and deeper into my chest with every step I took. My eyes caught the green ones of Malachi. He held a grimace on his face that made my stomach churn. Somebody was definitely dead. I couldn't hold back the tears as I rushed towards him. His arms grabbed ahold of me, stopping me from getting any closer to the scene.

"Who is it! Who did I kill?" I practically screamed.

"Y/N," he said calmly, grabbing my face in his hands to make me look at him, "We caught him."

My heart stopped. They caught him? My body started to shake uncontrollably. Maybe it was from the excitement. Maybe it was the nerves. Maybe the grief. Or all of the above. Somebody had to be dead though. He wouldn't looks so grim unless somebody was dead. I tried to escape his grasp once again, to try to see which of my friends he took from me. I truly believed it was Travis, but I still needed to see it for myself.

"Who did he kill!" I sobbed, trembling as I shook away his arms which were still trying to apprehend me.

"Nobody," He says. I stopped my struggling and stared at him in shock. Nobody?

"He didn't try to kill anyone?" I whisper in astonishment.

"No, he did try to kill someone, but he didn't succeed," Malachi replies softly, finally letting go of my shoulders.

"Travis?" I ask.

"Yes," Malachi says shortly.

I swallow hard. "Is he still here?"

"He's in the car," Ein says, prompting me to turn around and follow his gaze to the vehicle closest to the house.

Taking a deep breath, I leave Malachi's side and slowly walk toward the police car. My stomach does another backflip with each step I take. The closer I get, the farther away I want to be. It's been seven years since I've seen him. Seven years since I've seen the man that practically destroyed me. I nearly gasp when I see who's in the car. It's Laurance.

Of course it's Laurance! Laurance is, well, Laurance! I was stupid to think he'd be smart enough to change his name. Clearly his change of appearance sufficed. I nearly threw up as the boy who I'd considered a friend for a year turned into the monster that's tortured me for nearly a decade. His jaw, his skin, his nose, his smile. All familiar, all haunting, all obvious. I begin to hyperventilate, which causes him to take notice of me.

"Y/N," he says eagerly, shuffling closer to the opened window.

"Laurance?" I reply, voice shaky.

"I did this for you. I did it all for you. You know that, right?"

"These people... they were your friends," I manage to squeak out.

"They got in the way of me being with you. They kept trying to take you from me. I couldn't let that happen. We belong together!" he reasons.

"You murdered them..."

"For you! Because I love you," He says, his voice becoming panicky.

"This isn't love. It never was," I barely whisper.

I then turn away from him, ignoring his pleads and cries. I stand there, back turned towards him until I hear the police car start up. I wait for it to drive away before I cry. I begin to sob uncontrollably where I stand. I feel as if a large weight has been lifted off my chest. It's finally over. He can no longer terrorize me.

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Aphmau was sobbing in the seat beside me, a large smile plastered on her face. Erin and Alan sit in the seats to my left, shifting restlessly. Their phones sit in their laps and they mindlessly scroll through their social medias. The two teens are clearly bored out of their minds, but I don't really care. Alina is their sister and they will be there for her graduation.

"Alina Lycan," calls the principal, as if on queue.

Aphmau lets out a small shriek of excitement and she straightens up in her seat. The twins even look up from their phones as their older sister walks across the stage. The principal smiles at her as he hands her a scroll and shakes her hand. I quickly snap a picture as tears of pride begin to slide down my cheeks. Alina, a smile still stretched across her tan face, skips down the stairs and joins her fellow graduates.

The rest of the ceremony doesn't take as long, or at least it doesn't seem to take as long. There were easily an equal amount of names called after Alina's as before, but with the anticipation no longer there, it flew by. Alina now waits for us at the edge of the stadium, holding her diploma high above her head. Aphmau begins to sob with joy again as she runs and hugs her eldest daughter. The twins hug their sister next followed by myself. This is a happy day for all of us. Alina, a girl I've helped my best friend raise since she was three, has graduated from highschool.

"Congratulations, Mija!" Aphmau squeals as she wipes away tears.

"Ma! Stop crying! You're gonna make me cry!" Alina laughs.

"But my baby girl is all grown up!" Aph sobs.

"Auntie Y/N, make her stop please!" Lina groans.

"No can do. I'm about to break down myself," I admit with a light laugh.

"Mom, can we go home now?" Alan asks.

"No. I need to take photos with my friends!" Alina protests.

Alan and Erin let out a groan. "I'll go take the twins for lunch and you can meet us back home after," I suggest.

"Alright! I would like a Big Mac, please!" Aph replies with a large grin.

"Who said I was getting you anything?" I tease.

Aph gasps as I start towards my car, the twins following close behind. We drive to McDonalds, singing at the top of our lungs to F/S all the way. To say I've had some musical influence over the twins is an understatement. I've groomed them to be the second biggest F/B fans ever, I'm the first of course. The drive home is spent listening to them, and I cant help but ponder how my life has changed since I moved to Mystreet.

I originally came to make friends and find love, but instead I was meant with murder. That year was the worst year of my life. I lost all the friends I made and all love I had left was destroyed. I thought I was doomed to be alone forever; the girl cursed to never love. But this simply wasn't true. I found a different kind of love: familial love.

Aphmau has become a sort of sister to me. We were with each other through all the murders. We've seen each other at our best and our worst. We helped each other make it through. I helped raise her children; I became their Aunt. I love Aphmau more than I could ever love anyone else. More importantly, I love her children like my own. We are family. We may be quite to odd family, but family nonetheless. This is my true happily ever after.

Another fricken sweet ass ending for ya! I really hope you enjoyed! One more ending left! Until then, Wacky AWAY! *flies out Magic's window*

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