◇SECRETS◇ William afton x reader

#21 home sweet home

You woke up holding your chest..

Yor heart was pounding..

Another nightmare..

It's been a few days living here, and your nightmares have been getting worse..

They all end the same

You find william covered in blood.

Your blood. With your lifeless body on the ground..

You held yourself and felt an arm sliver around you

"You alright love.." His dark voice creeping onto you

You couldn't help it. You allowed him to comfort you..

"Yeah.. just a nightmare."

He sits up, hugging you. "Another one..."

You shake your head and lean into him "nothing its fine." Even though you know he's an absolute psycho you couldn't help it.
He's been nothing but nice to you..

"It isn't nothing love what is it?." His fingers grabbed your chin to look at him

You felt yourself shiver under his gaze..

"I-its.. It's this ...us... this isn't right..."

"Shhh shh shh," He hushed at you softly

"Have I hurt you?" His hand softly rubbing your arm

"No?" You shake your head

"Will I hurt you?" He questions

"I- I dont know."

He shakes his head. "No. I'm not going to love."

You look at him "but-"

He cuts you off. "You don't deserve to be hurt."

Them words..
You felt yourself lean into him again..

Whatever he's doing..

You believe him

He wraps himself around you, and you do the same

"Ok."

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2 parts of you were constantly battling each other. 

1 knew he wasn't innocent

And the other part is still attached to the man you knew... or know...

He hasn't hurt you.
And he's patient. Kind, loving. Understanding.. apart from the murderer part...

Everything you want in a person you still didn't know how to feel..

most of your days spent here have been watching movies or trying to pick up old hobbies like crochet. To be honest, you aren't that bad..

He was going to work some days coming back early some days later and later to the point you go to bed.

You don't know what he's told work..

Steph and jay have been messaging you nonstop... asking when you'll be back or what happened..

William had decided to give you your phone he wasn't planning on giving it back to you, but he knew you wouldn't speak up about anything

And anyway, by now, the cops would think your his accomplice..

That's what william is getting you to believe

You sigh to yourself..

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The day had gone faster than you thought you were happily curled up on the couch until a loud slam had made you jump..

William had gotten back, and he didn't sound too happy..

It's late..
You walked out into the hallway to see him kicking his coat to the side..

His calmness about him had disappeared... His hands rubbed through his hair, pushing it back,

"You alright?"

He walked past you like you didn't even exist.. you could smell the whiskey flowing off of him.

He walked into the kitchen. You could hear him grabbing a glass. Was he drinking more...?

You walked after him and stood in the door way Watching as he downed his glass... his eyes narrowed.looking at you.

"What?" his voice sounded cold.

"Are you okay...?"  You stood closer towards him.

Getting a better look at him, you could see his fist was bruised and bleeding..

"Yes."

Your gaze moving back towards him "what happened?" You pointed at his hand

"Oh, you know." He continued pouring himself another drink.  "Just got into a fight with Henry.."

"What?" Your eyes widening..

"Oh dont worry, you're pretty little head about it.. I didn't physically fight him."

He sipped his drink, "Just punched the wall."

You tried to walk closer, and he walked away.

"I-"

He cut you off "not in the mood for company right now love"

You scoffed "well im sorry. You're the one keeping me here.."

He turned a little to face you, sipping at his whiskey again, a smile tugging from the glass
"I'm sorry...? You can leave any time you want. I'm not keeping you here..?" His eyes looked lifeless...

"Wha-" He cuts you off again

"The doors haven't been locked. You're free to do as you please. Don't blame me." Hr waves his hand, turning back around

You grabbed your phone and headed for the door...

You don't know what argument  him and Henry got into, but there's no reason for him to be such a asswipe.

You ran home... the first time In the past few days you felt free...

You slowed down, listening back to what he said...

Did you just want to stay there...

You didn't exactly try and "escape him.. "

You picked up your pace again it didn't matter..

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Home sweet home...

You opened your door to see your apartment hadn't changed, of course it didn't.. you felt a weird feeling wash over you. You couldn't put your finger on it..

You flicked on your lights... it felt nice

You looked at your uniform..

You're going to work tomorrow. You need to see everyone again.

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