Guiltless insanity

chapter 6: oh no...what's going on?

Third person POV

The next morning, she found that she was still cradled in Brahms' arms. What she felt was a mixture of emotions. Comfort, stability, but the unreliability of being in a killer's arms.
She gently shook his arm in an attempt to wake him up, she was absolutely terrified. One wrong move could end up with her head on a stick. She did not want that.

She found herself wanting to stay in his arms, though she knew he'd get angry if she didn't follow the schedule, hesitantly, she whispered gently.
"Brahms? Please get up, it's time to get ready."

To her surprise, he woke up to her gentle calls, he spoke. She was shocked when she heard his voice.
"Miss (Y/N)..?"
She was flabbergasted. His voice was no longer that childish tone. His voice was deep and rough, he had a terribly attractive morning voice. She wished she didn't find it as attractive as she really did, she almost stuttered when she replied, she was incredibly bewildered.
"Yes, it's me, good morning Brahms."

She was incredibly nervous, having both of these men around her at all times, it was nerve wracking. Brahms then let go of her for just a second to sit up, then had her head on his thighs, she wasn't expecting that but she was in no place to argue.
"good morning, miss (Y/N).."
She attempted to get up, but sadly, his grip was like iron and he didn't want to get up yet, his arms caging her to his chest like iron bars.
"Not yet...too early..."

She knew he had to get up, and he knew it too, but he couldn't help but crave her being near him, it was like an addict getting his first taste of a drug, Brahms wanted, no, desired, craved, needed more of it. She whispered to Brahms, not wanting to upset him, knowing that wouldn't end well.
"Brahms? Come on, we have to get up now."
Brahms just shook his head, he was clearly not a morning person.
As he spoke again, she heard urgency in his tone.
"No...stay here...with me..."

She sighed, speaking softly again to him, doing her best to keep him calm and deciding to compromise with him.
"Brahms, listen, I promise that I'll let you hold me again tonight or when we're reading, just please get up, we have to get ready."
After hearing her say that he can hold her more often today and even hold her again that night, he decided to reluctantly obey, letting go of her and allowing her to get ready.

Steadily, she got off the bed, not wanting him to think that she was trying to escape, knowing that he'd harm her if she did. She then picked out her clothes for the day, a black tank top, a dark brown cardigan and soft brown dress pants with a chestnut brown belt. She then went to the bathroom to change, changing into the outfit for the day.

She then did as she usually did, she washed her face, brushed her teeth, and then went to get Brahms ready, she opened the bathroom door, slightly startled to see him standing right there, inches away from her, he was waiting for her.

She jumped slightly and sputtered out a few words.
"Jesus Brahms! Don't scare me like that, next time just wait in bed."
She wasn't expecting that, I mean, who would expect a 6'3ft tall, dirty, stinky man to be standing tall right outside your bathroom door?

Brahms looked like a sad puppy, now she felt bad, his voice was childishly sad now.
"...sorry miss (Y/N)..."
She sighed, calming down.
'It's fine Brahms, just don't do that again,'
She continued,
'now let's get you cleaned up, okay?'
She knew she had to be patient and had to keep herself under control the entire time, she knew that if Brahms got angry, no one could reason with him, same with Billy.

Brahms simply nodded, walking into the bathroom, she was surprised to see him taking his clothes off in front of her.
'Wait! Uh..not in front of me.'
She genuinely was really nervous, turning around quickly as he started undressing, he expected her to bathe him.
"But then how would you bathe me, miss (Y/N)?"
She soon spoke again, coming up with a compromise.
"Listen, I'll bathe you as long as you cover your uh...lower area and stay sat down in the bath, you're cleaning your legs and I'm only cleaning the top half, okay?"