Enoch O'Conner x Reader

Chapter 8: A Visitor

You fell face first into your pillow. You then peek an eye to your left and look at the moonlight from the shattered hole in the window. Your eyes widen and you jolt up at the realization of the piece of paper. You pull it from your pocket and read over it again.

WE FOUND YOU

You sigh heavily and walk over to your dresser. You place the paper in the top drawer and close it slowly. You then run a hand over the sketch book that rest on top and grab it. You walk over and stand in front of the glass. You open the book and quickly start to sketch something. You lift the pencil and reach for the object on paper as if it were real. In a swift movement the object is pulled from the paper and in your hand. It was a wand. (yes like a fairy wand. Ik it's dumb, sorry) You point it to the broken glass and it's lifted into the air and placed in its former place. You point it at the window now and the cracks disappear. All but one medium sized one, but its not so noticable.

You smile and rest the wand on the window sill. You walk over to a box on the ground and open it. You pull out an eraser. You walk back to the window and scratch at the wand with it. It disappeared under the pressure!

(That's your peculiarity. You can draw to life. Pretty snazzy huh? ;D)

You glance out the window once before tossing the eraser back in its box and get pajamas on. You get into bed and look at the night sky before drifting off.

Time skip

"Y/n?"

"Hnnn?"

"Y/n!"

"Huh!?"

You jolt up but hit your head hard on something. You slam back town and cover your forehead rolling back and forth in pain

"Ah, fuck," you whisper/shout.

You open your eyes and see a figure on the floor at your bedside. They're covering thier forehead as well and looking down. Your eyes widen and you jump on top of them and attempt to hit them in the head. (Think little girl punches)

"Hey, hey," the person shouts in a whisper.

You don't let up and continue to hit this person.

"Y/n!"

They get a hold of you and gently grab your shirt, toss you to the ground, and pin you down. You're eyes are squeezed shut and you struggle under thier weight. A hand cups your mouth before you could scream.

"Y/n! It's me, Enoch. Calm down, i just need to talk to you."

You stop struggling and flash your eyes open at the sudden memorization of the fellow house member.

Once he sees you calm down he removes his hand.

"Enoch!? What the-"

He covers your mouth once again and puts a finger to his lips with the other.

He removes his hands and you try again.

"Enoch what the hell are you doing," you shout with a whisper.

"I need to talk to you about Horace's vision."

Your face grows red as you remember the scene from this evening.

"Y/n?"

"Alright, but can you get off me?"

"Oh! Yeah, sorry," he says instantly getting up.

He offers you his hand and you hesitate. He wiggles his hand and you take it. Your pulled up to your feet with great force and stumble forward. You collide into Enoch's chest and push him against the wall.

"You alright," he asked grasping your shoulders and pushing you back to see your face.

Your face gets hot and you nod.

"Okay good."

You take a seat on your bed and look at him. He walks over to the window and gazes out of it.

"I don't know about those visions, but just know that they may not be as accurate as you think."

"What do you mean," you ask confused.

"I mean, don't get your hopes up about me," he says sternly turning around glancing to your face.

"I still don't follow," you tell him beginning to shift uncomfortably.

"Don't get me wrong, you're a beautiful young lady, but i do not wish for any relation here. You seem more the type to...how do i say... get straight to buisness."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, don't take that as a bad thing many prostitute's make a well living doing so, however i do not desire your services."

"Excuse me?? What do you take me for!? I didn't come here from the streets I have you know, i was a roy-"

You clasp your hands to your mouth before you let it slip out.

"I do not wish to upset you. I'm merely here to establish my personal ground rules."

He thinks your some kind of slut. What an ass! Your blood begins to boil and you scoff at his words.

"I'm not street whore," you say getting up and putting a finger to his chest.

"As far as i know i want nothing to do with you," you give another poke to his chest and get closer.

"You don't know me or my past life,"you give another poke and his back hits the wall.

"I think it'd be best if you get the hell out of my room now," you tell him before sitting back down and burying you face in your hands.

He starred at you dumbfounded.

"Y/n...i didn't-"

"Just go..." you whisper through tears.

He reaches a hand out, but stops before he touches you. He withdraws and exits the room. You fall to your pillow and begin to silently sob.

Enoch's pov

"Oh...man. I didn't mean to make her cry. I didn't even mean to say that. God i'm such an idiot!" he tells himself in frustration.

He paces back in for in his room and continues to chat to himself. At the last moment he turns around and punches his solid concrete wall. He places his head on it and looks at his hand. He lets his body slid down and he sits on the floor thinking.

A/n:
Hey readers! Sorry for the long update... My birthday was yesterday and I've just been upset. Idk when the next update is, so im sorry for that. Leave me some comments though! :) ~Pucca