All Too Well

"NIGHTSTAND"

(Please listen to "Lovebomb by Nessa Barrett")

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"Are you okay?" Tara knocks on the bathroom door.

"Yeah." A muffled sound comes the other side of the door. Soon, it opens, Y/n giving a small smile to Tara. "Let's go to bed." Y/n takes Taras hand, and they both lay down.

Them both being a little far from each other.

"Y/n..?" Tara whispers, breaking the silence. Y/n slowly turns her head to the girl.

"Yeah?"

Tara waits a moment before responding.

"Can you..um, can you hold me—?" Tara mutters, to the girl beside her. Y/n comfused at first.

"Yeah, yeah of course." Y/n replies. Tara crawls into Y/n's arm resting her body. The first time the older girl had felt..safe in a while. While Y/n, was thinking about what 'Amber' said. There's no doubt she had uncontrollable love for Tara, but there was something about Amber. Amber was her absolute soulmate.

"Thank you." Tara mumbles, obviously drifting off into sleep.

"Of course." Y/n says. She couldn't help, but imagine that is was Amber in her arms. Her Amber—not this violent insane killer everybody on the internet made her about to be—no, but her Amber. The one that would stay up all night to make sure Y/n felt safe after watching a scary movie. The one that would bike over to Y/n's house the moment she asked. By all means, Y/n loves the girl in her arms, but that doesn't mean she wouldn't hurt anyone to bring back, Amber.

Small snores come from the smaller girl, meaning she fell asleep. If Y/n couldn't save Amber, she would sure as hell save, Tara. Keeping her from any—any danger.

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Groans fill the room, as the two wake up.

A ring coming from Tara's phone on her nightstand. Y/n rubs her eyes, and Tara goes for her phone.

"Hello?"

"Tara?"

"Sam. Are you okay? What's going on?" Tara immediately wakes up, sitting on the edge of her bed. Y/n stretches, yawning, then falling back into Tara's bed.

"Ghost-face attacked me last night."

"What—? Are you okay?"

"Yes. Im at the police station."

"Do you want me to come over there?" Tara, willing to do everything for her older sister.

"No. Its not safe, Im on my way back right now."

"Okay, good."

"Lock the doors, I'll be there in twenty." Sam hangs up the phone.

"Is everything okay?" Y/n asks, sitting up.

"Sam was attacked by ghost-face last night. I knew I should've went with her!" Tara begins to scold herself.

"Hey—hey. Its not your fault, okay? It was better if you stayed here. Don't put yourself in danger." Y/n reassures the girl.

"What is Sam needed me?"

"Sam is Billy Loomis's daughter. I think she'd be fine." Y/n lightly laughs. Tara relaxes her shoulders, falling back into her bed.

"Do you remember last night—?" Tara says randomly.

"Yes, Tar. I remember."

Tara raises her eyebrows. They lay in silence.

"What are we?"

Y/n just sighs at Taras question.

"I think we should talk about us, after ghost-face."

"Yeah." Tara nods. "But, can you kiss me, again..?"

Y/n looks at her confused, tilting her head.

"Please?" Tara begs. Y/n slightly licks her lips, pressing her lips onto Tara's.

"Hey guys—I made some break—shit! Im so sorry!" Quinn walks into Taras, room putting her hands over her eyes, then immediately shutting the door.

"Shit." Y/n mumbles, then gets up, leaving a confused Tara in bed.

Y/n opens Tara's door, looking at Quinn.

"Hey.."

"Hi—"

"Can you do me a favor, and don't tell anybody about what you just saw? Please, Quinn."

"Yeah. Of course."

"Thank you."

Tara quickly becomes sadden by Y/n's words.

Was Y/n..ashamed of her?

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my gosh i miss amber