My Yandere Girlfriend

Chapter 23 Explanation

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Kirikaku Minako Flashback POV

(Trigger Warning: Swearing and Blood)
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After I finally got rid of that annoying bastard I heard shuffling near the stairs.

'Hm? And what could that be?'

I leave my knife on the table and slowly make my way to the stairs.

My peripheral vision is quite blurred, but that's normal for me after coming down from such a high.

Those screams were so intoxicating. If only my darling would make such noises. In bed if possible. (Why did I write that? Help)

As I turn the corner a familiar (H/C) headed girl is leaning up against the wall. Her eyes are shut and hands are over her mouth.

'Ohhh? My darling was watching me? I hope I put on a good show for her!'

I smile and get closer to her, "Hi, darling~"

Her eyes open and she stares at me with widened eyes. 'Hmm, is that a good or bad thing? I think she needs to be punished!'

My smile grows slightly wider as I grab the back of her neck, pull her towards me and slam my fist into the back of her head but I miss for some reason and accidentally slam her head into the wall.

She passes out like a light.

As I stand there, I finally realize my mistake.

I sit her and me down and use my legs as a lap pillow. She loves those.

"D-darling?" My mouth is dry, "H-hey, darling wake up!" My voice strains as I try to give myself a happy sounding tone.

"C-come onnn! This-this isn't funny!" I let out a forced laugh.

Nothing.

I nudge her softly.

Nothing.

I shake her shoulders, "Come on darling! I-it's time to eat Katsudon!" I barely manage to put my voice in an exciting tone.

Nothing.

I notice a red substance on my legs.

My eyes widen in fear. 'No, no no no no no.. NO NO NO NO!!!'

I start to panic. Tears prick at my eyes as I rest my forehead on hers, "I don't like this game darling... just be okay (Y/n)... okay?" A few stray tears escape.

I look at my hands. Some blood being from my darling and some from my previous victims.

I slowly stand up. My legs wobble. I lean in the wall and stay like that for a few minutes before picking darling up.

I walk her to our bathroom and fix up her wound by cleaning it up and putting bandages on it.

After that I bring her to our bedroom and lay her down.

I sigh and move a few strands of her beautiful (H/C) hair out of her face.

"Oh darling... what are you going to say when you wake up.."

I shake my head and walk back to the basement to clean up.

I first grab the bodies and cut them up. I put them into trash bags and set them at the stairs.

After I put the bodies away I get to work on cleaning up the blood. I clean the chairs first, then the floors, then the walls, and lastly the table, and my axe and knife.

I sigh loudly, exhausted. Luckily tomorrow is Saturday so I'll have time to rest.

I don't want to even think about what darling's reaction might be.

I shake my head and take the trash bags one by one to the dumpsters. I also take our own trash bags from the kitchen, bathroom, etc. to the dumpsters as well.

Once I'm done I take a big stretch before walking back home. I had to walk to the dumpster and back 4 times. I took the scenic route though which no one takes.

I replace the garbage cans in the kitchen, bathroom, etc. and finally head to bed.

I change into pajamas and snuggle up behind darling.

She suddenly starts turning my way—which at first startled me, thinking she was awake but fortunately she was asleep—.

She cuddles up to my chest making me instinctively wrap my arms around her.

My heart melts as I fall asleep smiling. Happy that even her body loves me.

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I woke up first and quickly got up and got dressed.

After I got dressed, I took off darling's bandages. Which luckily was okay seeing as her wound had covered over.

I still feel bad about that.

I shake it off and decide to wake her up and just hope she doesn't remember anything.

'Wake up, wake up darling.'