nyc•to•phil•ia | nik-tō-fil'ē-a
- love of darkness or night;finding relaxation or comfort in darkness.
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"Tell me Celeste," he began as he walked back and forth in front of me.
"Have you ever heard of nyctophilia?"
I slowly...
(Sorry for the extremely late chapter! Also, please read my A/N at the end)
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Ashers POV: I woke up to the sound of gagging and retching, making me realise Celeste wasn't beside me anymore.
Shit.
I quickly stood up and made my way to the bathroom to see Celeste on her knees, hunched over the toilet.
She must be ill or something, she was sick yesterday too...
"Baby." I called out as I walked over to her.
She looked over to me, then stood up and shook her head.
"Don't come near me... I've just been sick."
I continued to walk over to her, and wrapped my hands around her waist, pulling her against me.
"I don't care, are you okay?" I asked as I moved her wild hair out of her face.
She nodded her head then gently pushed me away, before walking over to the sink.
"I'm fine, I just don't feel too good." she muttered lowly, then turned on the tap to rinse out her mouth. "I had a really bad dream too..."
Oh shit... no wonder she wasn't freaking out about last night, she thought she dreamt it all.
I stayed quite and watched her brush her teeth, trying to figure out what to say so she wouldn't loose it.
I don't think there is a way...
She finished then sighed as she pulled her hair away from her face, but paused suddenly.
Did she realise it wasn't a dream? That I actually killed him in front of her.
He deserved it though... I can't describe the rage I felt as I saw him on top of her... trying to touch what's mine as he spat his vile words to her... I can barely even remember killing him, it was just pure impulse.
But this wasn't a part of the plan, there wasn't even any plan anymore... she just wasn't supposed to know yet.
She moved closer to the mirror, and tilted her head to the side looking at the little spot of blood still there.
Fuck... I must've missed that when I cleaned her up last night.
She turned to look at me, her face gone pale.
"Last night... wasn't a bad dream was it... it was real." She said to herself lowly as she looked at me in shock. "You- you killed Jackson, Asher, why?"
She shook her head and held her temples.
Here we go...
"I told you yesterday, that I was going to kill him. I don't know if you remember this, but that guy was about to rape you, then kill you... a bit of gratitude would be appreciated." I muttered as I stepped closer to her.
