It was after dark now and the two guys were sleeping over at the Schuyler sisters dorm, class doesn't start till tomorrow and they didn't really need to change into new clothes.

One certain somebody didn't sleep, he waited patiently for the rest to fall into a deep slumber before standing up. Alexander wasn't going to let John suffer,

He doesn't deserve to live Alex, kill him, he doesn't deserve to exist in the same world as John. Nobody does, John is too pure for this rotten world. Get rid of them all, starting with Francis. Kill Francis.

he got Angelicas phone and texted Francis.

Angelica-
Meet me at the park if you'd like to see more that those sluts at the bar ;)

It disgusted Alex how Francis answered so quickly. It was 2am, what was this whore doing? Probably looking at porn.

Francis-
How do I know you're not faking? why don't you send me a nude ;) and I might go.

Alex groaned and pulled down Angelica's bra down to snap a quick pic and sent it. Angelica is in a deep sleeper. This disgusting asshole will get what's coming to him soon.

Francis-
I'll see you there beautiful ;))

Hehehe, good job Alex, go and make John's life better.

Alex kissed Johns forehead, John smiled in his sleep, which made Alex's heart beat faster than ever. He got a small knife from the kitchen sink before walking out and headed towards the park.

-Time Skip brought to you by Macaroni-

Francis was waiting on a park bench, texting somebody when a huge rock crashed into his head and knocked him out, evil cackling was the last thing he heard before drifting into darkness.

-Time Skip brought to you by Doot-

An hour later at 3am Francis woke up in a small lit room, he panicked and tried to get up from the chair he was attached to, but realized someone had tied him to it.

"Why hello Francis." A voice sneered. Francis turned to meet Johns roomate Alexander. Why was he here?
"Hey buddy, mind getting me out of here?" He asked, somewhat politely.
Alex twirled a knife in his hands and smirked as he saw Francis tense. "Your not going to kill me are you?"
"Not at first, I'm just gonna hurt you, real, real bad."
If you looked closely, you could see Alexanders brown eyes turn a dark red. Red with rage, jealously, and madness.

(WARNING: BLOOD, DUH, IT'S A YANDERE WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?)

Alex stuffed cloth into Francis mouth and took out the knife, stabbing it into Francis chest slowly. Francis didn't have time to comprehend what was going on, but cried out in agony. He screamed into the cloth, Alex stabbed him again, deeper. Tears escaped Francis.

No mercy,Alex!

Alexander felt blood lust, he needed to see more.

Kill him!

Stab. Stab. Alex giggled.
Alexander ripped up Francis shirt and carved his full name with the words, 'whore' and 'heartbreaker' around it.

John doesn't belong to you!

He stabbed the stomachs lower regions, guts fell out, Francis screamed into the cloth as hard as he could, somebody anybody, please help.

Doesn't need to live!

"You bastard, hurting my John, you don't deserve to live." Francis looked at him with pleading eyes.

Die FRANCIS!

Alex skinned off his face slowly, enjoying the struggle Francis have.
Francis tried kicking.

idiot!

The immagrant dismembered the legs.

Pathetic

Francis cried out. Alexander was amazed at how long he lasted.

John, MINE!

And like a flame, as Alex looked into the bloodied face of Francis he said simply, "Goodbye Francis!" Stabbed his heart and he was out.

Silence.

Alexanders smile was so demented it would scare even the most horrifying of villains and killers. Even if this was evil and cruel, Alex thought it felt right, like he held power over someone or something.

Good job Alex.

Johns face popped into Alexanders mind, he glanced at the clock, 6am. One hour before John wakes up. Alex looked at himself, all bloodied. He licked some from his hands.

After dissembling the body and burned it, Alexander returned to his dorm to chance and also burned the clothes he had been wearing and placed new ones on.

Alexander returned to The Schuyler Sisters dorm and slept peacefully next to John, he smiled as he pictured Francis's horrifying tortured face and agonizing cries, knowing John was avenged and nothing could stop him.

The last thing he heard;

Soon, Alexander. Very soon, John will me ours.

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A/N: I hope I didn't go that descriptive, I know people don't like that sort if stuff, trust me I would have written a four hour chapter on blood and guts if I could.