Falling for a killer//l.t

Nightmares

Roses POV

"Now why would I do that?" he replied, no emotion laced through his voice.

"That's what monsters do" I seethed.

He let out a deep sigh, taking a step towards me, making my feet take one step back.

"Not this monster, not anymore at least" he dropped his gaze, fixating his eyes onto the floor.

I watched as tears rolled off his tinted cheeks, shattering onto the hard wood floor.

His emotional state was too much right now, I didn't even want to talk about what happened, I just wanted to push it back until tomorrow.

"Im going to bed" I said bluntly, walking past him without another word.

"Wait! I'll come with, promise I won't bite" he said, smiling a little with his failing joke.

"Who said I was sleeping with you, I'll be in the guest room"

I watched his small smile drop completely, guilt washed over me but I pushed it away, he's killed me, there shall be no sympathy for the devil.

After tumbling up the stairs and grabbing some joggers and a tank top from what used to be mine and louis' bedroom, I finally found my self lying on the soft bed in the guest room, staring at the white ceiling above. thoughts of the day running through my head.

This was all too much to deal with.

Running away seems perfect right now but louis' got my sense an it looks like he's not letting go of his mate now he's found me.

I shouldn't of came here, I should of stayed in California with Sarah, loving out are wildest and most adventurous dreams together, falling in love with our real prince charming. Yet some part of me still feels louis would find me.

Would he though?

My thought ramble on until sleep caught up, taking me under.

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"NO LET HER GO"

I jolted upwards only to hear more screaming.

"PLEASE YOUR MAKING A MISTAKE"

"Louis?" I mumbled to myself.

"NO YOUR KILLING HER NO!!"

I shot out of bed running towards louis' room.

I yanked his bedroom door open, he was laying in his bed, covers in sweat,shaking, screaming out for whoever his dream was about to stop. he was vulnerable.

I climbed onto his bed, pulling his body upwards so his head rested on my lap. as much as I hated him and wanted to grab a stake and kill him in this perfect opportunity, I couldn't. I know what nightmares that effect your sleep like this are like, my childhoods filled with them. the least I could do is help.

"Louis, shhh wake up it's just a dream" I whispered, running my small fingers through his hair.

His shaking halted and his breathing slowed down.

"Shhhhhh" I continued.

"R-rose" he said, words spoke in a panicked form.

"Yes lou it's me" I breathed, still running my fingers through his hair.

His large hands fisted my top as he settled down more.

Gradually shifting back onto the bed. I stood up to go back to my room before his hand clamped my wrist.

"Stay, please" he whispered again,sounding even more fragile.

I puffed put air whilst laying down onto his bed, he pulled me towards his chest, mumbling a Thank you on the back of my neck.

Here I was in the arms if a vulnerable killer.