Of course his constant staring, unwanted touching and unsettling remarks made (Y/N) uncomfortable and worry for, not only his safety, but her and her team mates safety. But she's a kind soul, only wants happiness for every friend of hers- even Mista. (Y/N) would do everything and anything in her power to make her friends feel happy and safe. A pure angel.
Today Mista had been extra strange, constantly holding her waist, kissing her cheek without permission etc; So when he asked (Y/N) if she would accompany him to a restaurant for dinner, she apologetically declined; saying (and lying) about how her mother was coming to visit that night. He wasn't very thrilled with her answer, but nevertheless, said ok and that it was fine.
9:45𝐩𝐦
He would've been with (Y/N) at this time. Eating expensive foods and having a good time. He had thought and deliberated over the various choices of outfits and sexy dresses she would've worn. The fact that she would've gotten all dressed up just for him made his heart race and go light headed. Maybe, just maybe, her mother decided not to visit and (Y/N)- at this very moment- was ready to go out for their meal. So, he put on the suit he was going to wear and walked to her house; buying expensive flowers on the way.
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❝Mista? What are you doing here?❞
❝Y'know, just wanted to see if you and your mum were okay..❞ He said, peeking over (Y/N)'s shoulder; having a clear view of her front room. No other guest to be seen.
❝Where is she (Y/N)?❞
❝Oh! My mother? Oh, yeah she cancelled last minute.❞
❝So, why didn't you tell me? I've gotten all dressed up for nothing?❞ He said, inching his way into her house, pushing her in too.
❝I'm sorry Guido! I didn't think you would've still wanted to go after i had cancelled.❞ (Y/N)'s voice grew shaky. She had never felt this scared around him. No one, not even enemy stand users, have ever made him shout like this.
❝Everything i do for you, (Y/N).❞ Guido grabbed onto her arms tightly, indenting her skin with his nails. She squirmed under his touch, her teary eyes practically blocking her vision along with her hair that waved in front of her face as she moved her body to free herself from Mista.
❝Stop fucking resisting, (Y/N)! Don't you understand that i just want you to be mine?! And stop crying! I'm trying to do something nice for you!❞ He screamed once again. This time pushing (Y/N) out of anger, making her fall and hit her head pretty darn hard.
❝(Y/N)?❞
Her (H/C) hair. It complimented her every feature. He loved the way it looked, the way it swayed, the way it smelled- because of course, he took a whiff at every chance.
But now, that lovely colour was stained a dark red, so did the floor beneath her.
He kneeled on the floor as he picked her up, stroking her hair and hugging her. He silently cried into her neck as she fell lifelessly into his arms.
❝I'm sorry (Y/N). I just wanted you to be mine. Mine to hold, just like this. ❞
❝Never again. I'll never be able to love someone, like i loved you, (Y/N).❞ He said as her blood ran from her head, onto his hand and suit. The flowers that had been dropped, also drowned in the dark red.
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