15. Sleepy Confession

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~Thomas' POV~

I woke to a small, quiet knock on my door. I whine quietly sitting up and yawning. I scratch my head, barely awake. "Come in.." I say sheepishly. The door creeks open slowly to..
A crying (Y/N)..
I rub my eyes and frown. "What's the matter?" I ask, getting up and walking over to her. She laughed quietly. "I gonna sound stupid but it was just a really bad nightmare.." She smiled weakly. I scooped her up and went over to the bed. Nightmares. Ouch. I hated nightmares..
I sat her down and climbed in bed. "Wanna talk about it or..." She shakes her head, wiping some tears away. I nodded. "I understand." I laid down.
(Y/N) hugged me. I could tell she was on the verge of tears again. I rubbed her back. "It was just a dream, whatever it was, you're safe now."
Whatever it was.
Why wouldn't she tell me? I mean...she can tell me anything.
I turned the tv on and let (Y/N) get bundled up in the blankets, laying down on my lap. Deciding I was a little bored, I played with her hair. It was nice and soft and it smelled good- not that I was actually smelling it...
Once I felt her relax completely and bent over to look at her. She'd fallen right to sleep. I brushed some of her hair out her face lightly. "Goodnight (Y/N).." I whispered and cut the tv off. Carefully, I lifted her up a bit and I got into a comfortable position and laid her back down. Technically she was on my stomach now..oh well. I gotta be comfy too.
~ Le Tiny Timeskip ~
I wake up to the sound of a tiny bit of mumbling. I sit up a tiny bit.
"Don't leave me please.." The mumbling said. "I can't have you die too.." It whined.
I looked at (Y/N).
"My mom..my dad..they died that night...I ran away so I wouldn't be next.." She whispered.
What was she talking about? Wasn't she some former maid?
Unless she lied.
My god you're so stupid Thomas. Of course she lied. I thought to myself. I mentally punched myself in the crotch. How could I be so dumb? She's probably using me for-
Her mom and dad died? What's she dreaming about? Damn..
Damn it damn it damn it.
I'm mad but I can't be mad.
We were strangers to her, of course she'd lie...was she ever gonna tell me though?

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