𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

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(( Hey everyone!

There was a glitch with this chapter, so I wanted to apologize to the people who already read it before it got erased. I changed it, so you might have to read it again! ))

Y/N: POV

"William?"

My lips trembled as I approached the door. what was going on in there? What was he doing in this garage?

Most times I would hear bottles breaking. But today I heard a gunshot.. a gunshot.

I was scared. I didn't know what to do, I was afraid William would hit me if i tried to talk to him about it...

"Mike?"

I called out, Mike wasn't home.. I was all alone, Mike couldn't help me, he couldn't protect me this time.

I quickly scurried upstairs, I locked my self in the bathroom, and huddled up in a corner, waiting for William to go out.

I didn't want to find out anymore, curiosity might kill the cat. Curiosity might kill me..

•———•

"Miss y/n! Dinner!"

Mike called out. I was in the bathroom for hours, trying to calm my self down. I stood, and opened the door. Walking out, I saw William coming out of his room.

"What were you doing in there? Hiding from me..?"

William says. Was he upset?... I couldn't see a sad facial expression, or furrowed brows.. his tone was firm.. so why did he ask me that question?

"I can't blame you for being scared of me y/n."

He chuckled. He shrugged and walked down the stairs, disappearing into the kitchen. My hands trembled as I walked down stairs, I found William and Mike, laughing at something while eating.

It was an odd sight.. they were getting along? I guess Mike told him then.

I walked into the kitchen, sitting down next to Micheal. He looked at me, a gentle smile on his face, before getting up and excusing him self.

"I'll be right back, I have something to show you."

He said as he walked upstairs into his room.

It was just me and William now. William was eating, and I was looking down on my plate.

William took a bite of his steak and looked up at me.

"Is something wrong y/n?"

He asked.

as if he cared.. did he care?

"William.. I heard a gunshot yesterday..."

I gulped.

"Did you kill anyone in that garage?..."

My lips trembled as I said it, Williams brows raised. He looked.. surprised?

"a gunshot.. well yes, I did kill someone yesterday, but not for the reasons you think."

He took another bite of his steak. His charming British accent, making the situation sound just a little bit less serious.

"William.. I don't like this, I don't like this at all.. it makes me feel like, like I'm in a horrible nightmare.. do you enjoy killing?"

•———•

And once again I made a horrible mistake..

My body was bruised. there were dried tears on my cheeks. and Micheal was out once again..

The phone rang.. but I didn't want to get up. I did, then answered the phone

"Hello?"

My voice was groggy

"Mom? Are you okay, we haven't talked in a while.."

Winfrey spoke. I could recognize her voice from a mile away. It was sweet, and soothing.. just like her fathers.

"Winfrey! I'm so happy to hear from you! I'm doing just fine. you? Don't worry I'll be out of here soon.."

I chuckled softly, trying to assure her that I was fine.

"I'm fine mom. I really miss you, schools been tough."

She laughed. it was great hearing her laugh again.

I heard the keys of a door open and immediately signed off.

"I'll call you soon Winfrey."

I said quickly, then hung up.

I turned around to find William picking up a bottle from under the counter. I looked at him as he opened it, chugging down the alcohol...

I wanted to stop him but I couldn't.. I didn't want to get close to him. I was tired, I was tired of doing this over and over again..

"Y/n.. please forgive me. I swear I'll never do it again.."

William said dropping down his second bottle on the counter. I only just looked at him.. doing nothing, waiting for something..

"Y/n.. I swear... please just love me.."

He moved closer. He grabbed my wrists and pulled me closer to him.

I was doubtful. I felt like if I forgave him, he would just do it over and again.. but, I could see the pain in his eyes, not just pain.. sorrow, regret, misery.

"Why won't you love me?..."

(( I just wanted to apologize again for this chapter. It was a glitch that happened when I logged in on another device.

Sorry once again!

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I would really appreciate it! ))

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