~(Y/n)'s pov~
(Y/n) was never that good with words. But even if he was good with words, how was he supposed to reply to that?!
He stared awkwardly at the male in front of him. The male who had a girlfriend. "Uhhh.." (Y/n) blurted as he tried wrap his head around the situation. Where would he even start? How would he even start?
"W-what about Stella?" He asked. For a split second, he wasn't sure that he actually said anything. "What about her?" Nate answered. His voice held no emotion towards the girl as he spoke her name.
His words sent a violent stab of panic into the back of (Y/n)'s head. "I couldn't care less about her" Nate continued, red eyes never leaving the (e/c) orbs of the boy in front of him.
Oh, really? It didn't seem that way a few weeks ago when you held no remorse towards killing anyone who so much as looked at her. (Y/n) was sure that under any other circumstances he'd laugh at the irony of the situation.
The person who threatened his life and almost stabbed him on multiple occasions was confessing his love towards him. "Why didn't you kill me?" (Y/n) asked. He froze when he realized he said that out loud. "It.." He continued, taking extra care on his choice of words, "It wasn't just for Stella's sake. Was it?"
"I don't know" Nate muttered, finally ending the staring contest the two were trapped in. Wow. So glad that my life hinges on 'I don't know'. "Well until you figure it out," (Y/n)'s gaze was fixed on his lap, "I-I can't.. I'm sorry".
Not to mention the fact that we're both in separate relationships, but let's just gloss over that detail. "You can't?" Nate's voice sounded like it was coated in tar as he spoke. (Y/n) could feel the sofa dip as the brunette got closer. He jumped slightly as a hand caressed his cheek.
Despite his unwillingness, (Y/n) found his eyes forced to meet Nate's. His mouth opened and closed uselessly as he once again found himself silently drowning in the scarlet pools. A smile played at Nate's lips as he studied the other's face.
"I really--" "What did I tell you last time?!" A familiar and very angry voice hissed, cutting off the brunette. And just like that, the gates of heaven opened up, saving (Y/n) from Nate. Skyler looked about ready to pull Nate's head off of his shoulders as she glared at the scene in front of her. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BROTHER!"
(Y/n) flinched slightly as the grip on his cheek tightened. Lord, I know I haven't talked to you in a while --probably since freshman exams--, but please don't let Skyler get killed by Nate's crazy ass.
The look in Nate's eyes was one that (Y/n) unfortunately knew well. It was the look that (Y/n) started to associate with his homicidal tendencies. Skyler stormed her way over to Nate. "I'm not about to let you hurt him again" She hissed, "So I suggest you get the hell out of my house before I drop kick your ass".
Please. (Y/n) silently begged Nate, hoping the brunette could read the emotions frantically swimming in his eyes. Please don't hurt her. Skyler continued her complaints, but both males had tuned her out.
After several seconds of this, Nate broke the eye contact. He let out an annoyed sigh and released (Y/n)'s face. "I'll be back" his words sounded less like a statement and more like a promise.
"Like hell you will" Skyler said, grabbing him by the arm. She tugged him along to the front door before literally throwing him out. (Y/n) leaned over to look outside. He watched Nate stumble, but he didn't actually end up falling. He glared at Skyler before walking up to her. He whispered something in her ear before sauntering off of the porch.
Skyler closed the door slowly. The fire that she seemed to be radiating was reduced to embers. (Y/n) didn't need to know what Nate said for a pit to form deep in his stomach. Skyler turned back to him with the most serious expression (Y/n) had ever seen on her.
"Just who is that anyway?" She asked. She took a seat beside her brother, waiting for his answer with a frown. "He's" (Y/n) paused, not really knowing how to answer, "He's my classmate, Nate". "Just your classmate?" She asked again, green eyes desperately searching (Y/n)'s for something.
"I think so?" He said, furrowing his eyebrows, "I'm not actually sure. It's kinda confusing". And I think it's about to become a lot more confusing. "I don't like him" Skyler stated, rubbing the palms of her hands together.
The two shared several seconds of silence. "I'm not sure how to feel about him honestly" (Y/n) said with a sigh, "I thought we were friends, but he made it very clear that he doesn't think so".
"Ever since the shit with mom hit the fan, I've been trying to protect both you and Ella" Skyler said. Her eyes fell to her lap for a few seconds before darting back up to meet (Y/n)'s again. "So because of that, I just--.. Please try to stay away from him".
"I'll try" (Y/n) said. Although, I'm not promising anything because I'm pretty sure Nate can sense my presence or something. "Okay" Skyler said, nodding to herself, "Okay. Thanks". The boy gave a soft smile as she calmed down a bit.
"What did he say to you?" (Y/n) asked. The question had been eating him up. Skyler didn't say anything for a few seconds, but it felt like hours to him. "Nothing too worrying. It was more the way he said it that scared me" she admitted, "It sounded so definite".
(Y/n) didn't do anything that day. He got a few calls and texts from Jaxon, but other than that, all was quiet. Actually, he spent most of the day burying his complicated thoughts in anime and throwing his emotions into the closest bottle.
Dear Google,
Is it normal to want to throat punch your past self for befriending-ish a yandere? Oh and while I'm here, is it normal for said befriended- ish yandere to then turn his emotions onto you out of no where? Asking for a friend.
(Y/n) gave a bitter laugh at his inability to cope with emotions without making a poor attempt at a joke about said emotions. "These last few days have been the biggest fuck you I've ever gotten in my entire life" He muttered to himself.
He stared up at his ceiling as a frown pulled on his lips. "Well, fuck you too" He said a bit louder, flipping off said ceiling. Now that my moment of angst is over, I really need to get a plan ready.
(Y/n) got out one of the many stray notebooks that he had scattered around his room. This one happened to be a black notebook that he promised his mom that he would use as an outlet instead of bottling up his emotions. Incase the blank pages wasn't enough of an indication, (Y/n) obviously stuck to that promise.
He skipped the first five pages and got out a pencil before pausing. "I'm an idiot" He said with a sigh. He closed the notebook and plopped it on the floor beside his bed. It would be too risky to have a physical copy of any plans I make. Especially since Nate is able to get into my room whenever he feels like it.
(Y/n) glanced around his room, studying everything it held. I wonder if he snooped around in my room. I would ask why, but he made that very clear earlier. He shook his head, trying to dislodge the thoughts entirely.
Enough of that, BRAIN! I need to focus on getting my sister off of Nate's hit list. So if you could just not be so me for a bit, that would be great. He used one of his throw blankets to turn himself into a burrito and got to planning.
I think dad has a rifle, but I'd rather peel off my own face than ask him for anything. (Y/n) knew even with said rifle he wouldn't be able to bring himself to shoot the other male, but who knew? Maybe him having it would at least deter Nate a bit.
Yeah, going back to my angst moment,
Fuck my life.
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Yes I am aware that this chapter is a train wreck. You're just gonna have to deal with it until the next chapter (which will hopefully make a bit more sense and actually seem reasonable).
But until then, I have some drawings that I made for this book because my 2AM half asleep brain made me do it. Enjoy. I think.
Okay so this is Nate, but it's one that I did in about an hour so sorry if it's crappy. It's my attempt at a cat filter so yeah.
This one I just wanted to draw Jaxon being an adorable bean. It's actually the drawing that gave me the idea to add my own art to it.
This one is my personal favorite
Okay, that's all. Bye bye