•𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂• ☣︎

Chapter 24

Footsteps approached the closed bathroom door. The sounds of the running water became more and more clear. My head spins around as I hear the door open.

"I'm just showering quickly, to get all of this off me." I said as I heard Johnathan close the door behind him. "You should probably too"

Johnathan began to unbutton his shirt and stripping his pants off again.

The water below me was bright red. Blood dripped from my skin and hair. I turned as I heard Johnathan step in behind me. The blood from his hair dripped down onto his face. "Patrick will be gone by the morning. And I was sure his head was kept for you" Johnathan grinned.

"Thank you" I laid my hands onto his bare chest, washing the blood from it. His hand moved up into my hair, pushing it back. We stayed in the shower together, touching and kissing until all the blood was off.

I put a tank top and panties on and crawled into the silky soft bed. His warm body was lied next to me. I cuddled myself close to him to keep myself warm.

I woke up in the morning expecting him to gone and somewheres throughout the house but he was still here, turned facing me. He snored quietly and his hair had been all over his face. The sudden cold air of the morning brushed over my skin. I moved myself into his chest and laid my head on his stretched out arm. His warm skin soothed me.

I lied there trying to get back to sleep but I couldn't. Johnathan was still fast asleep. But he has barely slept the past few days so it would make sense. I decided id let him sleep and id get up. I slowly moved away from him and stood up from the bed. Before opening the door I checked back once more to see if he was asleep, he was.

I walked off into the living room, where I saw a note on the coffee table.

Hey boss, I cleaned your floors and washed your carpets. I was sure to keep the head there as you requested. He is in a bag in your refrigerator, so you aren't to attract any bugs. The rest of him I'll be dumping in this alley way full of hobos. Cheers boss.
P.S. Congratulations on the marriage
- Randy

I smiled at the note. It was sweet.

I put the note back down onto the coffee table and looked down at my ring again. It looked as if it were owned by a queen.

"Y/N!" I heard being yelled from the bedroom.

I snapped back into focus and sprinted into the bedroom. Johnathan was lying in bed with his hand on his head.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" I walked over and kneeled next to him.

"Fetch me that pill bottle would ya" He pointed to a pill bottle on the dresser across the bedroom. I stood up and took it off the dresser. I tried to read that labeling but I didn't understand any of the words on it.

"What are these?" I ask while I hand it to him. "And why couldn't you get it yourself?" I sit onto the bed next to him.

"So you'd ask questions." Johnathan popped open the bottle, dumping a handful of the pills into his mouth. He quickly grabbed the glass from the nightstand and swallowed every one.

"Jesus you cannot be taking that much you are going to kill yourself!" I snatch the bottle from his hand.

"I'll be fine"

"What are they for?" I say setting the bottle onto the nightstand.

"Don't worry about it sweetheart"