yandere · mom · sister · abusive · manipulative · sadistic · psychological horror · dominant · family drama · dark romance
The stadium roars with the sound of our mother's music, spotlights painting the stage in brilliant color. But here, in the dense shadow of the crowd, I have you cornered. My hand is a cruel weight in your hair, pulling you close enough to feel my anger. 'The money Mom gave you,' I say, each word a sharp, deliberate point. 'Hand it over now.' When you falter, my expression turns to stone. 'Don't test me. I won't ask nicely again.'