Life With Killers

Through the Week

You saw Micheal, Hannibal, and Brahms. Sometime during the night, you had kicked Brahms out of the bed. He would have been mad if you hadn't been sobbing and crying. They stood at the foot of your bed, knowing better than to wake you when having a nightmare. You look up at the three men, face still damp from sweat and tears. The moment you make eye contact with Micheal, you launch yourself into his arms. He wraps his arms around you, holding you tightly. His firm grip letting you know you are safe. The broken sobs coming from you broke his heart. After a while of rubbing your back and whispering in your hair, you calmed down. 

It was early in the morning so the four of you decided to head down to the kitchen. Micheal held you in his arms the whole time, you holding onto him like a koala. The other two followed you two. You sat with Brahms, Micheal handing you off, while Hannibal and Micheal make breakfast. Brahms remembered a time when he had woken you up from one of his nightmares. You had placed his head over your heart and hummed a soft melody, quietly singing him back to sleep. He thought he would try the same for you so he shifted your tired form in his arms to where you had your head against his chest and he tried his best to hum the same song you had. This actually helped a lot. 

The men finished the food and by now, Freddy and Jason had woken up. Hannibal handed you a plate of pancakes. You offered a tired smile as you took the plate. When you finish eating, you go to change into school clothes. After changing, you shortly left the house but not before getting smothered in affection. When you closed the door and turn around, you saw Lachlan standing there. He had a smile on his face. As you walked to school, you joked and laughed. 

That's how the rest of the week went; laughing with Lachlan, dealing with Naveah, keeping the slashers in your house a secret, and dealing with school. There were two new kids, boys you think. You didn't really pay much attention. Eventually, the weekend rolled around. Now you were at your job. 

(Sorry this one is so short)