Norman Bates- Oh, she wouldn't hurt a fly

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by LeslieVermin

by LeslieVermin

I was walking back to the hotel after a long hour of work, I was visiting my Boyfriend Norman, he was a good fellow, a little odd, but harmless, at least I thought he was. As I made my way into the office it was eerily quiet, Due to having extremely good hearing I could hear the shower running in room 1, I could also make out soft sobbing, I made my way into the room becoming increasingly worried. I gasped in shock as I saw a dead woman In the bathtub and. . .Norman, he was sobbing, wearing a grandmotherly dress paired with a grey wig and red shoes, he looked up, shocked, but continued to cry.Y/N: Norman. . .what happened?

Norman: I- I didn't- I didn't do it- it- it was mother- she did it- she killed her-

Y/N: Oh dear. . .What now?

Norman: I'm sorry. . .I'm so, so, sorry. . .

Y/N: it's ok, It's ok, Don't worry, we can fix this we can just hide her somewhere, uhm. . ., help me get her wrapped in the curtains.

Norman and I wrapped the girl in the shower curtain, I stuffed her into her car trunk while Norman loaded her belongings into the car and trunk, he handed me the keys and I drove the car to the edge of the swamp located behind the hotel, Norman helped me push it all the way in.

Norman:. . .I don't know how this could have happened. . .I promise, I'm sure mother didn't mean to. . .

Y/N: I believe you Norman, don't worry, we just gotta focus on getting everything cleaned up in case the cops show

Norman: Alright, I'm sorry for getting you involved

Y/N: It's ok, c'mon, we have a lot of work to do.

Norman and I spent an hour cleaning up the blood, changing the sheets, replacing the shower curtain. scrubbing the floors and walls, and in general making sure there was no evidence of anyone being here at all, as an extra measure I made sure to rip out the page that she had signed in the entry book and burned it.After all was done, I hugged Norman as he cried into my shoulder, he felt a little guilt for what his mother had done, I tried reassuring him that it was not his fault but it seems he couldn't take the guilt, we both fell asleep in the parlor that night, me sitting in the chair with Norman in my arms.