Carnophobia || Natepat fanfiction

Carnophobia || Chapter Six

Chapter Six
-Nightmares-

❝In the back of my mind
I've been trying to chase a monster this whole time
But I couldn't see
The monster was me
And no one heard our cries❞

A set of eyes stared at Nate in surprise, Matt studied his friend's emotions.

School had ended not too long ago and Matt had offered for Nate to hang out with him. The theorist felt hypnotised by the carnophobic's voice. Now Nate hadn't known he'd been singing out loud.

❝Nate... that was sad,❞ Matt looked at the male with a glint of sympathy in his eyes, a small tear glittered in his eye.

❝I'm sorry should I go?❞

Matt sighed, ❝That's not necessarily a bad thing. You've got a talent, has anyone ever told you that.❞
The 'cannibal' shook his head, nobody had ever told him he was good at anything.

The blond put an arm around the ebony haired male and held him close, walking with him to his house. He didn't let Nate leave his grip the whole time. The brunet had never felt the warmth and happiness he felt around Matt, he radiated happiness, like the sun. To Nate he was the sun.

❝Welcome to my humble home,❞ Matt jokily bowed and held the door open for his friend. Nate cautiously walked in, checking his surroundings a the smile on his lips grew as his eyes scanned the home.

❝It's really nice,❞ He stopped and inhaled the air, no smells of rotten corpses, blood and vomit. The air was completely fresh and comforting.

The theorist tackled Nate onto the couch laughing as the ebony scrambled around trying to gather what had just happened. One look at the laughing male he knew exactly what had happened, jokily he shoved the male of the couch, Matt in a vain attempt to remain seated pulled Nate down with him, the shorter (?) 'cannibal' falling onto of him.

❝Well hi,❞ Matt chuckled faking annoyance. Nate leaned closer to Matt's face making the male's go a bright shade of crimson, the brunet chuckled unaware of the affect he was having on Matt.

Heat was radiating off Matt as his blush deepened the closer Nate was. He smirked slightly and got off Matt, the theorist vengefully tipped him off the couch almost completely starting the cycle again.

His lips were pursed as sent a death glare towards the other male, a small smile spread across the theorists face.
❝Don't give me that look.❞

Nate clambered back up and crossed his arms, Matt looked at the ebony and smiled to himself before reaching over and putting an arm around the male without saying a word, Nate glanced at him but didn't question the male and snuggled into his arm. The theorist was slightly surprised by Nate's reaction to his arm however it caused him to smile wider.

❝So this is what it's like to have a friend,❞ The brunet sighed blissfully. The blond nodded but couldn't help but realise he felt and acted differently around the carnophobic.

Matt felt his heart race watching the brunet cuddle up into him as he turned on the TV and jumped around until he found a random episode of Pokémon for them to watch.

Hours passed quickly and before they knew it night had fallen, Nate jumped up.

❝I have to go,❞ He stated slightly upset their time together had to be stopped but his mother would come looking for him if he didn't get home soon.

❝Want me to walk you?❞ Matt offered however Nate shook his head slowly, the blond couldn't know where he lived or he'd put two and two together. He didn't want to lose the friendship he'd just earned after years of loneliness.

The brunet hugged Matt good bye assuming that's how all friends said good bye to each other and checked nobody was around and ran to the hill and sneakily climbed up it, to the house that stood, old and rotten hidden by trees.

His mother stood in the doorway of the home and frowned seeing her son with no prey however she was certain it was only a matter of time before his inner cannibal was freed and he would truly be one of them, he would really be her child.

Nate pushed past her not wanting to say anything he kept silent, during the day he'd given his three friends his phone number so he could easily talk to them whenever he wanted.

The 'cannibal' quickly walked into the house his many siblings glanced up at him curiously, Morgan was the only one that knew what was going on.

❝Brother!!!❞ She called and embraced him in a hug a smile on her face, bits of skin were stuck in between her teeth however despite feeling like he was about to vomit all over the floor he hugged her back.

❝Nathan how was your day?❞ His mother asked.
❝Good I made friends and if you think I'm going to be eating them or bringing them back here as prey you're insane.❞
She looked at him disappointed and just as she was about to say something his phone started ringing.

Matt 💩 came up on the screen he chuckled as he saw the poop emoji and realised that the theorist must have put that in himself.

❝Hi Matt.❞
❝Sorry Nate I'm being paranoid I just wanted to check you got home okay.❞
❝Yeah I got home no problem,❞

Nate let out a small laugh he'd never had someone worry about him before.

❝Okay sorry you probably have things to do I'll go see you tomorrow.❞
❝Definitely.❞

Matt glanced down at the phone in his hands and sighed, Great Nate probably thought he was an idiot now.
❝Real smooth Matt real smooth, I just wanted to check you got home okay, I could have just said I wanted to talk to him, I mean he's my friend, friends always want to talk to each other that's why I wanted to talk to him after all.❞

The blond theorist felt like an idiot he picked up his phone again and this time dialled Stephanie's number knowing she'd either be with Jason and Kayla or just with Jason.

Nate's mother stared at him after he finished his call with Matt, a smile plastered to his face. He skipped off to his room happily Morgan laughing and following him.

She frowned, Nate wasn't suppose to make friends he was suppose to realise that humans are their prey not their friends. Humans are food not friends that was the rule in the Sharp house hold and everything about Nate ruined that, everything down to his fear of meat.

One of the ebony's many siblings looked up at his mother knowing she wasn't happy and tugged on her peeling skin.

❝Mother why are you frowning at Nate? Where was he all day? Why does he not eat with us?❞

She didn't answer her child she just sent them a death glare and the child shut up straight away.

The father walked into the room, his boots making a loud stomping noise a frown on his torn away lips, his skin rotten blood coated his whole body, Nate was suppose to follow in his footprints.

❝Let's give him time but that friend of his Matthew Patrick does that name seem familiar to you?❞

She nodded smirking knowing if her son's friend knew the truth he would have a reason to kill Nate.

That was their last resort.