Peter YB (Part 2!) || I'm Still Yours (REUPLOAD)

You feel someone sit themselves next to you. You open your eyes to see who it is. It's..the guy from the booth. Was he here by chance? Did he recognize you and want to say hello?

Did he follow you?

"H-Hello." You cautiously wave. "Hi! Didn't expect to see you here." He says with a smile. "Right.." You mutter. "Why are you here all alone?" He asks. He's definitely getting creepier. "I'm just stressed..." You mumble. He scoots closer. "About what? If you don't want to tell me, that's fine." He tries to comfort you. "I'm a kidnapping survivor, so it's a bit hard to not be stressed at almost all hours of the day." You explain. Crap! Why did you tell him that part? "Oh my..do you think maybe a drive would help you feel better?" He suggests. Is this guy trying to kidnap you?? What are his intentions? "..your asking me to get in your car, after I tell you I was kidnapped...? What the heck, stickman?" You scoff, scooting away. "You're right, that was stupid of me. Maybe we could..go out for dinner?" He suggests another idea.

"Just say you're trying to ask me out, alright?" You say, getting up and starting to leave. But he takes your hand. "Alright. Will you go out with me?" He asks, standing up and pulling you closer. Your face heats up again, and your heart starts racing. You haven't felt so much exhilaration since..well...Peter. "W-What? I don't even know your name!" You say, squirming around. He finally holds a tight grip on you. "What would you like to call me?" He grins. "..well, I'm not great at names, how about.." You carry off, looking at his face. "Stickman Stan?" You shrug. That was honestly the most well thought of nickname you could think of.

"It's...unique." He mutters, smiling sheepishly. "Let me guess, you hate it?" You smile. "Stan works fine! So is it a deal?" He asks, his grip getting tighter and tighter. "Well as long as you're not going to sell my soul to Satan or something, sure! Maybe...tomorrow at 7?" You recommend. You have an appointment with Monica that day, too. So you'll have to make it 7 at the earliest. "Sure thing, love." He says, finally letting go.

"Okay! I'll see you then." You say, finally leaving. Then you realize you forgot something. "Sorry, I forgot. Where should we meet?" You ask. "How about the diner? The one you work at?" He suggests. "Sure!" You say, finally walking off. (Kinda took away the whole 'how does he know where I work' thing. Sorrys)

You walk to your car, get in, and drive off. That went surprisingly well. But what if you fall inlove again? Can we please skip the whole thinking process and just not go? It would be rude to stand him up..he seems so sweet. Maybe this'll be a one time thing. Hopefully this will be a one time thing.

Except you have a feeling it's not going to be a one time thing.

Whatever. You can't spend the rest of your existence single! Lucy is always bugging you on when you'll get a lover, or barging into the whole 'intimate life' topic, and it really annoys you how much Lex tries setting you up with Ian or TK. Maybe you're just sick of people getting in your business, or maybe you don't want to admit that you're lonely. You still remember the last words you said to Peter before you killed him.

"I was never meant to love, especially not someone like you'

Those same words found a way to carve themselves into your mind every second of every day. But maybe you're wrong. Maybe you can find true, sane romance. Maybe you can find that same peace you once had with Peter years ago. No one will ever compare to the love Peter gave you, but maybe they can find a way to barely match it up. You finally reach home, and get out. You walk into the building, and run smack into your landlord, Don. "Y/n. Just who I wanted to see" He growls. "Please tell me this isn't about the-" You barely finish up. "Yes, it's about your late rent." He snarls. "I get my paycheck in this Friday. Can I please pay you then?" You beg. "Alright, fine. But make it snappy." He scoffs, walking off.

You continue your way upstairs, and open the door. To which Lucy is not there. She's probably out with some college senior or something. You throw yourself onto the couch, and stare up at the ceiling. Why does everything feel like such a blur? You try so hard to obliterate your feelings for Peter, but there's something you left out when you explain what happened to people.

While you were running out of the woods, leaving Peter to rot into the soft ground, you left out a detail.

You sobbed the whole time you ran. And even though Peter's dead, and died for your safety, you still love him. You love him until your heart collapses. Maybe if you had given him a chance. Maybe if things didn't end up so horribly. Maybe if you never opened the stupid candlelit closet, you wouldn't have slaughtered the only man you've ever truly loved. God, if only things could've been better.

But why do you even want him so bad? He destroyed your life, tried to kill you, kidnapped you, killed your whole family, killed your ex, and just to top it all off, before you both started dating, the fool bullied you and threatened to kill you!! Is it just me, or are you really screwed in the head for loving such a maniac?

But he was so kind..and for the slightest weeks you both dated, he treated you like a queen. Yet in the end, he ended up perishing. It's funny how after all that, you still manage to accept a date. And like all those years ago, once again, as if time repeated, you had a bad feeling about this. And something tells you, this might just end worse.

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