Too Little, Too Late

Hanger

A/n: ;)

After not getting paid enough to deal with people's bullcrap, I burst through the front door and flopped down on my couch. The reason why I decided to work where people are known to be pricks, I will never know. Getting up, I zoned out as I made ramen and brought it to my room. Turning on a show, I lost myself and just continued to eat until it was gone. Getting up, I went to set it in the seat and walked back to my room. Not realizing it was dark out, I decided to do laundry. Why? I have no idea.
Now you have to realize when it's dark out, and you live alone. Seeing a dark figure standing behind you will make you do some unreasonable things. Turning around from the washer, I realized someone was behind me. Screaming, I launched my fist out and socked them right in the jaw, not missing the pain from my first nor the groan from the figure. Still panicking, I hoisted myself onto the washer, grabbed the nearest hanger as a weapon, and held it behind my head waiting to swing. Looking at the figure lying on the floor, holding his jaw, I realized that this one had tentacles and was a-

“YOU ARE A JERK! Seriously, was invading my dreams and taunting me not enough? Now you have to invade my living space! Shame on you Nightmare!” I hollered at him. Throwing the hanger at him which hit him square in the head, I hopped off the washing machine and scoffed as I stormed off. Hearing shuffling from behind me only made me walk faster.

“No, wait, Darling-” Nightmare protested weakly from behind me. I spun around and crossed my arms. Gesturing to go on and make his pathetic point, he hesitated before stepping about foot lengths away from me.

“Well, you see Darling…it wasn’t supposed to play out like that,” he chuckled sheepishly. Raising an eyebrow made Nightmare rub his neck before attempting an innocent smile. I must’ve swallowed butterflies because they were fluttering around my stomach. Scowling as my cheeks started to turn red, I turned around muttering about everything in an attempt to distract myself. Thinking about how to make him do something useful since he was already here, the footsteps approaching me didn’t seem to cause concern. Still deep in thought, the footsteps had stopped quite close behind me. Nightmare bent down and hovered near my ear before whispering into it.

“What are you thinking about over here Cara?” He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. Freezing up, he saw it as an opportunity to put his lips to my ear. “Is something the matter Darling?” He continued to inch closer until my phone buzzed and I stumbled for it. Looking at the notification, I felt my face heating up fast. Nightmare seemed to be very interested in his hands suddenly, so I took this moment to hurry to my bedroom and get ready for bed. After getting under the glorious covers, I turned over to my wall and started to fall asleep. Not caring about the skeleton climbing under my bed, I hear a faint goodnight before replying with my piss-off. Expecting the most restless dream, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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Nightmares pov:

What I did earlier was something I hadn’t planned on doing, but after meeting that woman, everything I’d planned had been completely cast aside. She…does something inside of me that makes me completely overthink everything I'm going to do in front of her. She makes me worry that I’m underdressed or overdressed. She makes me worry if I should be completely honest or if she would turn away in fear. She makes me crazy! But there’s nothing I wouldn’t give to not have her just the way she is. She’s just got this way about her that makes me want to trap her in a bottle so I can always have her. Her eyes glow like honey and her hair is as rich as the Earth. When she gets angry I can’t help but mess with her. She smelled of the ocean and rain, a scent that if made into a candle, I would consume until I could only smell the ocean and rain. Even imagining her in my arms felt like I had the best dream come true. But this was an infatuation that would be gone within a day or two. It was nothing of importance.

A/n: :) kinda short but writers block has me in a chokehold. I'm losing. Anyways half of this is flirting or a 'infatuation'. Feedback would be nice, cause if I asked someone in real life, it would be because my life was dependent on it