𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 || yanderes x f. reader ||

𝐢𝐱. surreptitious

surreptitious - kept secret, especially because it would not be approved of
(adjective)

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My heavy eyes instinctively opened at the first hint of dawn. I let out a small groan and reluctantly got out of bed, the cold wood floor making me shiver at contact. It was mostly dark outside, only a few rays of the sun leaked through the town. I quickly got changed, my cold body happily embracing the warm layers. My ear pressed to the door and I listened for movement. Faint sounds of footsteps invaded my hearing and I mentally cursed, wishing to not interact with Henry for various reasons. 

I rested my body against the door and continued listening, my restlessness growing every passing second that I could still hear him. My ears perked up at the sound of his footsteps itching closer and closer to the door. Hastily, I shoved myself in bed and tugged the covers over myself, making sure to cover my clothes.

I twitched at the sound of the door squeaking open, my eyes tightly pressed shut. Anxiously, I waited for something, for any noise or commotion; but to my surprise, I was met with nothing. I began to think I was imagining things before the soft sounds of footsteps eventually got closer to me. My breath hitched as I tried to stay as still as possible. There was a sound of shuffling , which was then followed by a soft sigh.

Cold hand's glided across my face, stopping at the healing cuts and bruises that littered my it and my neck. I tensed and clenched my hands together, the pressure increasing when the rough hands moved to my tousled hair. 

"I know you're awake." I visibly flinched at the doctor's comment, but my eyes kept shut, hoping he would go away after some time. A heavier sigh left Henry's lips as he continued to gently untangle my hair. "I'll be working late." He muttered, seemingly absentmindedly. 

The silence that floated through the room made me toy with the idea of fluttering open. After a while, I heard more soft shuffling and a sudden weight lifted off the bed that took me off guard. Finally opening my eyes, I watched Henry's tall figure make it's way to the door. He didn't look but, but seemingly noticing my eyes, he spoke as he was half out of the room. 

"Your farmer boy came to visit the other day," he said and then left with sparing me and my widened eyes a second glance. My body shot up as I sat on the blankets that coated the bed. My e/c eyes glued to the floor as I pang hit my heart, only now noticing how much I missed Arthur and his family's kind presence; although I did not miss the lifestyle.  An irritated sigh left my lips as I threw one of the many pillows on the ground. I began to clutch my hair before I noticed the growing light that the room welcomed.

"Oh crap, Gabriel!" I remembered, jumping up from my position and rushing over to the door. Hastily, I threw my shoes on, not even bothering to tie the laces as my hand reached out the handle.

"Huh?" I raised an eyebrow in confusion, rattling the handle again but the door didn't budge even after pushing and pulling the door multiple times. I bit my lip, cursing Henry as I kicked the door in frustration, hurting my foot in the process.

I hopped over to a window located in the living room. I stood on my toes, attempting to calculate if the fall would cause me any damage. My fingers clasped around the heavy window, a groan leaving my lips as I opened it. The window wasn't too far up, but I'd definitely sprain an ankle from this height, which I could not afford if the walk to the library was long.

I scurried around the flat, my speed reduced as I hopped to window to window. I stopped outside Henry's door, my hand hesitating as I reached out to the handle. The door opened with a loud creak and my eyes scanned the dark room. I immediately noticed small cracks of light bleeding through a dark cloth acting as a curtain.

"Yes!" I exclaimed as I drew back the large curtain to reveal a small balcony overlooking a rather sad looking alleyway. I jarred the door open and weaved my body through the balustrade, my legs dangling off the edge as I sat unprotected. My fingers clasped my brown satchel as I stared at the floor. With a final sigh, I shimmed off the balcony, my body hitting the ground with a smack as I lost my balance and rolled to my side.

A whimper left my mouth and I clutched my bruised side. I stumbled up, giving myself a minute to gather myself.

As I walked to the church, peaks of the sun seeping through the town, my mind only focused on one thing.

Henry was going to be so mad at me.

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