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𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙄𝙑𝙀

MIRACLE

Chapter Five
The Recall of Traumatic Events

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❝I'm not a human... not anymore.❞

WILLIAM STARED AT YOU WITH his silver blue eyes as wide as a golf ball. It hurt him so much when he saw how scared you looked. The fact that he found your babysitter dead in your room was pretty much overwhelming, but he had remain strong so you don't get more frightened.

Taking in a deep breath to calm down, William placed his hand on your cheek, "No my child, you're not a monster and will never be. You an innocent little angel." He soothed you with a soft voice, wiping your tears away. He then brought you in for a hug to calm down you more, "I'm scared, papa." You told him, burying your face in his chest.

"Shh, it's okay. You're going to be fine..."

He continued to whisper sweet nothings while stroking you hair for a few minutes before he pulled away, "Now listen my dear, I'm going to clean up this mess then you have to tell me what happened, understood?" He firmly declared and you nodded.

William was glad that your siblings and Clara are not home just yet, but he must dispose of the body and clean the blood before they return. He quickly wrapped the body with its organs into a thick blanket and carefully moved it to the garage where he will drag it to the car. He moved his car closer to the garage so that its trunk was facing the door and placed the corpse inside, making sure that nobody has seen him. After that, William cleaned every single blood stain and drop around the house. Then he gave you a shower and placed your dirty clothes in a black plastic bag.

"Y/N, stay in your room and don't open the front door to anyone. I will be back shortly."

"Yes, papa."

You sat on your bed, holding your Lolbit plushie closer to you to try keep yourself calm. You still couldn't get the gruesome picture of your dead babysitter out of your mind. Her screams where echoing in your head, but she deserved this.

How dare she insult you like this?

You just snapped after she told you that you look so pale and about to die. Anger drove you insane when she said that, you hate being called these names. You don't know for how long you have been waiting, but you were sure that your father took so long to return. You hate being left alone with your thoughts after what happened today... Her repeating screams were still going in your head that you have to cover your ears.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on your shoulder that thankfully snapped you out of your thoughts. You looked back, expecting it to be your father, but you were surprised to see it was none other than Michael. Your eyes welled up with tears as you threw yourself at him for a hug, "Mikey!" You cried loudly which actually freaked your brother a bit.

"Whoa! What's going on, Y/N? Why are you crying?" He asked, placing his hands on your shoulders. You continued to sob, tightening your hug around him, "J-Just don't l-leave me a-alone!" You cried as your sobs worsened. Michael looked nervous for a moment before agreeing to stay with you.

He sat on your bad, letting you hug him as much as you wanted, "Hey, what happened to you that made you cry? And where's your babysitter?" He asked, still confused to know why you were crying. You pulled away from your older brother and sniffled, "Sh-She was mean to me and called me names... then she... she..." You trailed off, trying to make any lie so your brother can't question you any further.

"She... what?"

"...She... I..."

"She has left Y/N alone, Michael."

Your father's voice rang in the room as he walked in, "Dad?" Michael spoke up in a questioning tone. William sighed and rubbed his temple, "I have to talk to Y/N alone, Michael. Please leave." His request came as an order and Michael just nodded, going to his room. William made sure that your brother was in his room and closed the door, making his way toward you.

He sat on the bed and faced you, "Now tell me, Y/N. What happened and why did you... hurt her?" William asked, using a gentle tone to not to startle you. You closed your eyes for a moment, taking in a deep breath and trying to remember what happened...

"I was in my room like everyday, playing with my toys and she was downstairs watching TV. Then she slammed my door open for no reason and told me that some guy was coming and that I shouldn't be a brat. When I didn't respond, she pulled my hair and started to call me names..."

At this point, William was fuming in anger when he knew that your babysitter was bringing her "friends" to his house without permission. Not to mention the fact that she harmed and called you names, "What did she call you?" He asked while trying his best to keep calm.

"She said that I look so pale like I'm about to die and that I'm so sickening. Something then happened that made me so upset and the last thing I know was that I found her... dead. I-I tried to r-remember what h-happened, but I c-couldn't."

You bursted into tears after you finished explaining and your father pulled you in for another hug to comfort you again. Now William doesn't feel an empathy toward the dead babysitter. She deserved what was coming to her, "She deserves to die, I wish I was the one that killed her." He thought, narrowing his eyes at no one. After you calmed down, William decided to ask another question.

"Do you still feel hungry, darling?"

You thought for a moment, looking down at your tummy, "Actually no, I'm quite full at the moment." You answered with honesty. William smiled and nodded, "That's good to know, now you must get some rest. It's past your nap time already." He said and helped tucking you into your best. You hugged your favorite plushie closer to you and looked up at your father, "Sleep well, princess." He said, giving you a kiss on your forehead.

With that, William took his leave to his room and shut the door behind him, making his way to the bed to sit. He placed his hands on his head as a look of fright was painted on his face, "So what that book said was true... My daughter is now a flesh-eating demon. What am I supposed to do now?" He thought with panic, his eyes irises shrunk and shook violently.

What can he do now? How can he provide human flesh to you? This will be a very big risk to take, but he wasn't going to let you starve like this. However, this wasn't the worst part. How is he going to confront the whole family about you being a demon? How is he going to tell you that you are a demon? A lot is going through his mind at the moment, but he will definitely find a solution to this.