"[Name]~ I'm here~" A voice filled the house. "Oh! I'm in here Feli!" She yelled. Feliciano walked into the kitchen where [Name] was. He was happy to see the one he loved. Until he saw someone else....and they were hugging [Name]. "Oh. It looks like you have a guest!" "Oh! Feli this is Alfred! He's my boyfriend. Alfred this is my best friend Feliciano." Feliciano looked at Alfred. "What's up, dude! Heard you've been watching over my girl while I'm away." Alfred laughed out. "It seems you're busy, [Name]. I'll come back later." F said as he walked to the door. "Oh..Okay, Feli. I'll see you later." She said. He walked back to his apartment room that was right across from hers. 'I made sure to open the window shades some before I left' He told himself as he opened his own. He layed his head on the window and started smiling. "Love me. Love me. Love me." He kept mumbling over and over. He picked his head up and saw you and Alfred kissing. He walked to his wall and wrote down Number 16: Alfred. He had a whole wall full of your ex-boyfriends and boys who came close to being one. He then walked over to his closet and opened a secret door. This door led to a room with pictures, dolls, and cutouts of you. He went to one of the dolls and started rubbing it. "I wish I could touch your face, and stroke your face, My Darling." He said aloud. He went back to the window and saw you and Alfred still kissing. "Oh my, you still have your guest little [Name]? He really is a handsome guy. Tell me how much you love him. I'll kill him and pack him up." He said as he held a butcher knife. The next day you went on a date with Alfred. He took this chance to get the spare key from under your mat and go inside your house. He walked into your room and saw pictures of you and Alfred. Just like the pictures with your previous boyfriends, he took the ones off you and Alfred and started burning them, laughing as he watched the flames. "I wonder what they're doing right now on their date." He laughed again. He walked towards the pictures of you by yourself and started rubbing his fingers on them. "You can do anything you want to me, [Name]." He laid on her bed and kissed her pillow, her stuffed bear, and a picture on her bedside dresser. "Because I love you this much." He walked over to your dresser and pulled out some of your clothes. "I want to keep you, a whole collection of you." The next day you were outside calling Alfred, but he wouldn't pick up the phone. Feliciano passed by you while you tried to call him and started chuckling quietly. You went back to your apartment and saw a package in front of your door. You looked at it for a second before bringing it inside. You opened it and almost threw up. There in the box was Alfred's head, his eyes wide open. You started crying. Feliciano was watching from your window slightly laughing. "Why are you crying?" He asked out loud. "What's wrong? Him? He's just number 16." You looked out your window and went wide eyed as Feliciano was standing in front of it with his eyes closed holding a doll version of you. The next day he put a present in front of your door. You were inside running your hands through Alfred's head because you kept it. "I brought you a kitten's head~ Aren't you a cat lover?" He asked no one in particular. You just sat there and smiled at Alfred's head. The next day you knocked on Feliciano's door and brought him some pasta. He looked shocked then he relaxed and smiled. 'It was like that Alfred boy never existed~' He sang in his head. You put your head down as he dragged you into the kitchen to put the pasta on some plates. You stood a few inches away from Feliciano, watching him eat the pasta. You walked closer to him as he looked up at you. You lookedd at him with blank eyes as you held your own butcher knife over your head. He watched you then started smiling. "Eternally love you." He said as he lowered his head. The butcher knife lays on the floor next to a pool of blood.
As Feliciano walked away from that town, never heard from again, holding his own butcher knife.
UPDATE: I just re-read this and.....this is very disturbing. I just realized Ii wrote that the Reader was playing with Alfred's disembodied head. I know it's supposed to be Yandere but what was wrong with the old me?