𝑺𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 | the cult family

16

Will walked into the house late at night, David right beside him, both of the two males soaked in blood head to toe almost.

David nodded to Will to go clean himself up, he obeyed, walking up to the attic, normally the site of  the blood that would always stain his clothes.

But this time, the smell and the way it sunk into the fabric and partially onto his skin made him gag quietly.

What the hell has been getting into him lately??

First he doesn't like doing what David says and now...this. He's growing soft. Actually no. That's not it.

He's...slowly feeling pity for what he's doing.

Every since you came back over and they held you captive, he's been more resistant and..normal. It's like you opened his eyes and he's finally seeing how wrong and shitty this family is.

He should've never let Martin in that day— he should've called the police once he found out— this wouldn't be like this- you'd be...safe.

He only has himself to blame..speaking of you— where are you- he overheard Gleti talking about how you'd be back over here before they left out.

He decided to change and clean himself up first before he tries to find you..so he doesn't scare you anymore.

After he goes to change and such, he comes back down the ladder , dusting himself off, as he goes to the door, he grunted a bit as he bumped into someone.

..You!

" Ah- Evenin' name. " He spoke in his calm usual tone, hoping you don't run away like last time, You shakily inhaled.

" Hello, Will. I was just about to go for a walk and clear my head.. do you want to join..? " You tilted your head, cringing at how desperate suit sounded, but you wanted to give him another chance.

Will's eyes seemingly brightened at that , shining almost. " I..that'd be lovely..I need to do the same anyway.. "

He nodded at you, which made you nod back going to go downstairs,, him following close behind. It was rather late, so everyone was either not there, or asleep.

As you both walked outside from the front door, you stayed quiet, not really having anything to say, anytime you used to try and talk to him back when Martin was still father, it would always be awkward. because he's still..and isn't really a talker.

As you were about to open your mouth and speak, he suddenly cut you off, mumbling in a quiet yet sad tone.

"..I'm sorry. "

"...W..What? " You said, stopping in your tracks, turning to look up at him, brows furrowing, there's no way HES sorry- he's David's right hand man— why would he-

" I...I don't...want..I just...I.. Ugh! " He grunted in frustration, shaking his head, before pulling you close, looking around to make sure nobody else were watching in the shadows.

" I..I don't want to do this- okay?? not anymore..it..feels wrong. I know you probably think that I'm trying to gain your trust- but I promise i'm not..you just gotta listen to me..please.. " He whispered close, eyes narrowing into a sorrowful look.

You sat there for a few moments before signing, nodding for him to keep going, he un-tensed in relief. " Good. Now..we need a plan..on how to get you out of here. "

As he let you go after you finished, you both continued your walk, talking and laughing at each others jokes once calming down from the sudden nervous rush.

Without knowing..someone watched in the shadows, seeing everything AND hearing it all.

The cloaked figures eyes narrowed before turning away, his fists clenching. Leaving?? after he's just about to come back?? hell no.

He hasn't seen you in ages since they proclaimed him as dead. His blood boiled at the thought of Will feeling sorrowful for holding you as well, and rather annoying since he thought he could trust him.

...No matter.

If these idiots couldn't make you stay correctly...he'll do it himself.

After all...

Him and David are good pals as well.
————
Record 16: COMPLETE!
Continue?<  Back?