Yandere Idea

A Story by Taylor Sherman

Knife in hand I approached her cowering form, her eyes filled with fear and tears as she looks up at my looming form. “Now honey…why’d you have to go and do that…” I trail the knife along her neck. “Didn’t I tell you? I’m the only one you need.” With a twisted smile on my face I plunge the knife into her neck, stifling any excuse she had. Grabbing her by the hair I tilt her head back staring into her eyes as the life behind them slowly fades away, pulling the knife out I lean back and lick the blood off it. “Maybe you should of thought twice before trying to run away from my love.”