I stared at the ceiling, what do I do? My minds having a million thoughts run through it. I'm scared something is going to happen to William. I kissed him despite being terrified. That's the only way I knew how to get my feelings across to him. Do they mean anything to him? I don't know, but I still wanted him to know I cared. I went into the bathroom and started preparing me a warm bath. I laid my clothes on the toilet, and lowered myself down into the tub. It felt wonderful to surround myself with relaxing waters. I laid back in awe at how the water felt against my skin. I peeped my eyes out from under the water; I started thinking about William. I wasn't going to be able to keep him off of my mind. My heart ached at the thoughts rambling through my head of him being gone.
I was out of the tub and wearing my clothes I came in. I ran my fingers through my hair to comb it out. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself; I looked different. I scanned my face and touched it where I thought it had changed. I didn't look half dead. I brushed my bangs out of my face and grabbed the complimentary mouthwash. The phone rang while I was swishing around my teeth. It startled me, and I had no idea who would be on the other side. I spit the liquid out and walked over to the phone, I slowly picked it up.
"Hello?" I held my breath.
"Hello, Mr. Francis?" I heard a woman say on the line. I got nervous.
"He's in the restroom." I replied back.
"Oh, you must be Ms. Francis. There is a man to see him. Tell him I'll send him up." Click. I started freaking out. Who would be here? Who wanted to see William?! I felt like my chest was going to explode from the anxiety. There was a knock at the door. I didn't have time to think really. I didn't move, I looked around to see if there was anywhere I could hide. I saw a small hole under the bed. If I squeezed through there they would probably think no one could fit in there. I did as so and made my way under. That's all I knew to do. I was so scared. I don't know how they would get in, but I wouldn't put it past anyone. I held my breath waiting for the slightest noise to set off my alarms.
I heard jiggling, and objects hitting each other. The door was opened, I felt like I was in a horror movie and this was some crazy man just wanting to kill. I kinda zoned out from being so scared. I just held my breath and hoped that no one would find me. Whoever this is knew we would be here; and knew someone else would be with William as well. My heart is jammed up in my throat and it's fucking killing me. I heard another persons foot steps.
"That little winch should be in here somewhere." I heard an annoyed man's voice.
"Ah, don't say that. He likes this lady right here." I heard a sigh from the annoyed man.
"She's just making us waste our time. We could be helping Cheice." So that's who came looking for William. How the fuck did he know William would be coming this way. I guess he had a plan for if William was actually gonna go after him.
"We'll wait for her, I'm sure she'll come around." Nope. I wasn't going to fucking move at all till these bastards were gone, or if William came back. If, that word made my chest weak. I laid my head flat against the floor. The waiting game was on a red alert and I had to be calm to not lose my mind.
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(William Control) Kiss me, Judas
FanfictionAniia hasn't lived in a stable home for quite some time. She's been horribly addicted to drugs. Whatever she can get, however she can get them. She's mostly on the streets. Sometimes she has a "friend" she can stay with, that isn't very often though...