Lying awake, Hannah's image haunts me in the sweetest way - her soft moans, her whimpers, the way she says my name. She's given herself to me, but goddamn, I can't shake the fear.
Every time I see her, I fall harder, and it fucking terrifies me. I've grown too attached. I'm petrified it's all a lie. I fear that it won't last, and that I will eventually fuck it up like I do most things. I fear that Hannah will realize what she's gotten herself into with me and the inevitable will happen – she will leave. She won't return through the door. Hell she may even move away – just as Summer did.
Summer was the light to my darkness. I fell in love with her. Trusted her with my past and she ran. I don't blame her. She believed that the deaths of my siblings were in fact my fault. She saw me as a monster when I told her the truth. It shattered me – made me realize that I was permanently damned to this curse. I was going to be trapped in my own personal hell forever.
I'm scared Hannah will see the same monster in me.
The ghosts of my parents still torment me. Mom was kind, once. But after my siblings died, she became something else, blaming me for everything.
My old man? He was never a perfect father – I'm not sure a single one is, but he was horrible. He would beat me until I was black and blue, and then send me to my bedroom where my mother would lock me in there and starve me for days, sometimes weeks on end
I remember the pain, the belt's lash, the boots' kicks. My mom's hateful words, telling me she wished I was never born. On her deathbed, she cursed me. Banished me to this hell. Her last words she said to me was how she hoped I rotted in my own thoughts.
Those words, her curse, they're still with me. Every damn day.
Hannah, she's like the fucking light in my dark, messed-up world. Kind, caring, goddamn beautiful. She walks into a room, and it's like everything just lights up. And when she smiles – fuck her smile. She has a smile that makes you jittery, makes you look at her like a beautiful sunset. It's like a hit of pure joy, makes you feel alive.
I crave her company, even for just a minute. When she brings me little baked treats, and can only stay for five minutes. I crave any time, any smile, any laugh or giggle that I can get out of her. Her laugh is contagious.
Fuck, I've fallen head over heels for this girl. Can't believe I'm even admitting this. But there's no denying it.
I lay down onto my bed after replacing the sheets, and stare at the ceiling, thoughts of my past drowning me. I really need something else to think about, but it's lonely nights like these that I can't hear anything other than my own thoughts.
I wish Hannah would come back – stay the night. Summer did that once. She was in my arms all night. She left before I woke, so part of me didn't really believe that she was there at all.
Then, like she heard me, Hannah's voice, soft and sweet, breaks the silence. "Nathan? Are you awake?" She asks quietly, walking closer and closer to my room. I hear the soft pat of her feet on the wood flooring as she walks through my door. I pretend to sleep, curious about what she'll do.
I feel the left side of my bed shift as she sits down. I feel a feather light kiss on my abs, up to my chest, my neck, and my lips. I slowly kiss her back.
"Hi princess," I say breathlessly. "Hi," she says back shyly.
She kisses me again before nudging her face in my neck making herself comfortable. Hannah sighs in content once she's wrapped around me like a koala bear. She's so cute.
"Why are you here, princess?" I ask.
She shrugs adorably. "I wanted cuddles, and I didn't think you would object."
I chuckle. "You are right about that my princess." Hannah blushes. I love when I can make her blush. She's so cute, yet sexy at the same time. I want her by my side every minute of every day. She's just so perfect. She fits so perfectly in my arms, like the missing piece of a puzzle.
I rub my hands up and down her back as her breathing slows into a rhythmic, shallow breath.
Not long after, I hear soft, quiet snores from her. A small smile appears on my face.
I lay a kiss on the top of her head, covering us both with a blanket.
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House of Horrors || 18+
RomanceHannah's new home hides a chilling secret: a hidden portal leading to its past. There, she meets Nathan, a boy cursed by his witch mother to find love or remain forever bound. As Hannah is drawn into Nathan's dark, mysterious world, their fates inte...