He stalks her all through out the day and night, she please herself to the thought of him, they both have high end jobs but Believe the other one has no clue that they even existed? So they think, will y/n fall for her stalker, will he bring out her...
I wasn't gonna make y'all wait that long, I think I'm low key obsessed with my keyboard which is a very good thing for y'all, hopefully the obsession stays 🤪 - Carlisle Cullen simp ******PLEASE PLAY THE SONG WHEN DIRECTED TO IN THE STORY***** _____________________________________
Carter's POV she spits right on my face as i lean closer, she follows it up with slapping my face, if this was any other woman they would be dead, but not y/n, shell suffer some other way. "You little bitch" I grab her leg and pull her off the bed making her whole body collapse on the floor, She screams in agonizing pain as i drag her though the hallways of my new house, since I couldn't get my old house back. This little ungrateful brat deserves this, I throw her in my spare bedroom and close the door behind me, "You want to act like a little child ill treat like one" As i stand in front of the door, i hear the door knob rattle as y/n yells, "GO TO HELL, YOU BASTER" "Your words hurt me beautiful, being nicer to the person who you love." Now time to deal with this fucking puto.
Narrator POV
As Carter drives off wishing he could have his love in his arms, he has a thirst to slit Alessandro's throat, he wants his body to look like art after he's done with him.
While y/n is back home trying to find anything to pick her bedroom door lock. She continues to look for things as she hears the window next to her break and in jumps in Alessandro. "Mi amour lets go we dont have much time" "How in the hell do you expect me to trust you?" ****PLEASE PLAY THE SONG**** "Please mi amour ill get you out of here" As y/n contemplates if she should go with him or not, the bedroom door swings open, revealing Mr.Smith with an ak-47, the red dot lined up right in the middle of his forehead. Before Mr.Smith can even get a shot off, a dagger lands right inside of his throat, he falls to the ground trembling, trying to wrap his hands around the blade.
Y/n runs towards him, falling to her knees screaming, she replaces his hands with hers, telling him its gonna be ok. When y/n had no body Mr.Smith was there, he was the father she hadn't seen in months, he was the friend she so desperately needed, and here he lays in her arms, telling him its gonna be ok, there's no need to worry.
As y/n continues to try to stop the bleeding, Mr,Smith covers her hand with his over the wound, "john" "What?" "My first name is john" That ruined her, she knew that was his way of saying goodbye, farewell, see you later. She tells the kind man not to leave her, that she needs him. He knows its his time, but hates to see the little girl he helped find herself again cry for him like this. "Oh my sweetheart everything will be ok" As y/n grabs anything around her to soak up the blood, the sweet old man stares up at her in awe, she has had the biggest heart towards him, he's family loathed him for never seeing them even though he had no choice, he had no friends out of the house he once worked in, but he had her, and that made him ok with dying, he was calm and content as the pain started to fade away. "Until we meet again sweetheart." He starts to to drift off into a better place, hearing y/n's screams as he goes,
Y/n is lost, her tears blurring her vision, her legs making it impossible to leave his body, Alessandro stands behind her with his Hand are her shoulder. Her vision might be blurry but that cleared up real quick,
She grabs the gun that lays next to Mr.Smiths body and turns quickly where the gun is pointed directly towards Alessandro's groin, "You took away my shining light" She tells him as she pulls the trigger.
*three days later* The day of jo- Mr.Smith's funeral, Carter came back that awful day an hour later to see a blood trail leading out of his house, as he made his way up to y/n's room, she's seen Clinging onto a lifeless mans body, her face sits gently on his stomach as she hold there hands with each other, that day Carter was there for her, he put aside his possessive ways and attitude and let y/n express her emotions towards the lifeless body that lays in front of them.
Now today he watches as y/n zips up her black dress and slips on her black heels, even though its only been three days y/n is in rough shape, she decided to do his eulogy. He was the closes he had left towards a family, after y/n gave him and the other servants there freedom back, his family wasn't as forgiving as the others, y/n had bought him an apartment next hers, today was the day he would of moved in. She tried to speak on the phone with him everyday if she could, he would always say at the end of every call "Well ill talk to you tomorrow sweetheart" He ran on the hope of her call every single day so y/n never missed one.
Y/n and Carter arrive to the funeral home before everyone to make sure every is as y/n wanted it, the tension between y/n and Carter is still there, shell never be able to forget he left her, cheated on her, and originally only returned to kill her, but right now she needs someone, Mr.Smith was her someone, she knows he would have wanted her to be at peace like he is and hell she's trying.
As everyone falls in taking there seats the pastor speaks Monetarily as y/n prepares to go to the the stand, as it's her turn Carter helps her up the steps and returns back to his seat.
Y/n's POV As i stand in front of everyone tears welp up in my eyelids as i flatten out the paper i kept folded in my pocket. "Ahem, i would like to thank you all for coming...........Mr.Smith will always be apart of me......Mr.Smith was the father figure i lost, he was my best friend, when I wouldn't get out of bed or take my medicine he was by my side wondering if i wanted to watch a movie, he was what kept me alive for months as i was abandoned but the one person that i thought i needed. He made me so happy when I didn't even know what happiness was, he loved me so unconditionally and made me feel whole again. He may be gone but he'll never be forgotten, his love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it, i live off the feeling of imagining his arms around me, thank you Mr.Smith, I love you.
____________________________________________ Holy crap, sorry to do that to you guys, also PLEASE listen to the song when i put them i promise its worth it, finally did anyone see my "A walk to Remember" reference? This is my longest one yet! - unedited -Carlisle Cullen simpp - thank you -1253 words
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