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Yandere Therapy

The Catacombs, a place where those whose powers have driven them over the edge reside Cane Barlow, the new therapist and soon-to-be heir of the Barlow family Women lost to insanity, grief, paranoia and the past are given a new light When given a chance at happiness and a respite from the dark depression of their lives what will they do? Kill? Maim? Torture? Love? Obsess? All and More not my art (Yanderes For the lord!) (You can support me on my Pat re on)

Lord_Sadness · Fantasía
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86 Chs

Explosion

(Jasmin Pov)

Mondays

Mostly considered to be the worst day of the week, due to it being the first day a person returns to work or school after a long relaxing time over the weekends or holidays. However, in the catacombs, Mondays meant something different entirely, Jasmin was unsure how a normal prison worked as she had never bothered to find out but here the therapist always got the weekend off

And seeing as every day was essentially the same as any other, they had never really stood out to Jasmin, Mondays had originally been something she had detested due to the constant whining and questioning of the shrinks until she met him… her dearest Dr

Now Mondays were her favorite days of the week, she got out of bed fully energized and began her morning shower humming all the while and began to wonder about the hours ahead. Had her previous self seen her acting like this, like a maiden in love she would likely have killed herself at the thought but then again, the past her hadn't ever met her true love

She did her usual morning routine with far more vigor than she once had, brushing her short blue hair to a point of perfection, taking care with her skin routine, and even ironing her uniform before sitting on her bed stroking the small bandage that was now completely clean of blood or any sign of use

However, unlike the usual robotic voice that would screech over the loudspeakers, informing her that it was now her time for a weekly session of mental "help" the voice that she heard was completely human and obviously terrified

"Interrupting the usual broadcast t-the company would like to inform the resident that Dr. Barlow is unable to come to work at the moment and as such inmate 945 will be transferred to the care of Dr. Banks for the foreseeable future"

For a few minutes she just sat frozen on her bed her smiling expression unchanged and her body unmoving and frozen, from the outside it seemed as if time had simply stopped entirely until with a near audible SNAP the setting completely changed

She moved so fast that she seemed to teleport onto her feet, her face changing from a girlish smile to a nearly emotionless slate, the only hint of her pure and unadulterated rage sat within her eyes that had changed from their usual predator gold to a dull and empty void

She then spoke, addressing the person on the speaker as she knew he could hear her through the microphones placed in the room, one under the bed and the other behind the cupboard

"What do you mean UNABLE TO COME TO WORK" she demanded in a voice that was so cold it seemed to lower the temperature of the room "are you perhaps trying to keep him away from me… I know he wouldn't skip a day of work"

Hearing nothing from the voice only confirmed her thoughts… they were trying to keep them apart! First that little skank and now the whole catacomb! She would tear them apart, squeezing her hands together so hard she drew blood she walked to the door of her room and raised a fist, preparing to destroy all in her path until she found Dr. Barlow

But before she could throw the blow the voice screamed over the speaker, different this time a voice she knew, the Overseer had made an appearance

Literally screaming for her he called to her "WAIT! WAIT! It's nothing like that" the man appeared to understand the gravity of the situation and was now trying to calm her "Dr. Barlow was genuinely unable to come today, I personally can confirm this! I was the one who got the call!"

The call, two words that rolled in her head, not that her dear actually called the overseer but instead that he "got the call". She couldn't lie, that alone was setting off warning bells in her head that had never rung before

"WHAT.WAS.THE.CALL" she demanded, squeezing each word out individually, using all her strength to not just launch herself through the door and go on another rampage like two days prior

"The Hospit-"

He never got to finish his words as Jasmin disappeared in an explosion of red energy that enveloped the room, destroying the furniture and tearing into the thick concrete walls and even the steel reinforcements, all anyone could see was pure red

By the time the energy dissipated all that could be seen was devastation and an empty cell

THE HOSPITAL!

He was hurt! Jasmin was within the span of mere seconds blocks away from her cell, moving at inhuman speeds generated by the red energy coming out of her like tendrils, pulling her forward and shredding any in the way

They said he would be away for days, meaning that the injury must be serious! She doubted her dear concubine to be would get hurt by an accident but that meant…

WHO HAD HURT HIM!!

She would rip them apart molecule by molecule!

she would burn, break, cut, maul, shred, sear, crush, impale, melt, evaporate, snap, choke, gouge and flay them until they were nothing but a gelatinous screaming THING the size of her thumb

shewouldcausethemsomuchpainthattheywouldbegfordeath

but first, she needed to find HIM, HER DOCTER… SHE NEEDED TO KNOW CANE WAS SAFE!

But how could she find him! She didn't have time to search all 12 hospitals of La Wiser, she didn't have time! He needed her!

but HOW!

She knew where he lived but that was only the first step!

Dammit!

She knew how to find him

She needed the slutty She-wolf