boogeyman ( h.s. au )

two

i could hear the wind against my bedroom's window. it was actually very relaxing. my computer was on top of my tighs and i was just watching some youtube videos, that were so funny.. i've been loving vines for quite a while and this huge matchup people do with the funniest vines they know it's amazing.

at the end of the video, i turned youtube off and just stayed there, laughing out loud, hands on my chest as i felt like i couldn't breath. i think i had enough of fun today! i took off my headphones and laid down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. thoughts about what had happened in the morning made me close my eyes and sigh. i was thinking about taking an immersion bath, but some sound downstairs made me open my eyes shot and sit on the edge of the bed. 

my mother wouldn't be home by this time, would she? no, impossible. she only leaves work at six. i got up really slowlly and frowned. should i go downstairs see who is it? i thought with myself, shooking my head shortly after. what if it is a massive creep, who broke the lock and is about to rob our house? i feel a little scared to be honest.

i walked to my bedroom's door and slowly opened it. i looked around, not seeing anyone. i could still hear some weird sounds from downstairs. i decided to leave my safe bedroom and found out who was here. i didn't close the door though, i wasn't going to make any sick sounds, making the person notice my presence. 

" why is the door open? "  i mumbled with myself, when i got downstairs. i walked to the kitchen and saw someone leaving that room, walking in quick steps to the living room. there was another way to get to the stairs, so i just assumed that that person was trying to rob my house. oh my god. i started freaking out, and leaned against the wall, moving my feet and trying to get to the drawer where my mother kept the knives. i wasn't aloud to touch those, but this is an extreme case.

i opened it really fast and grabbed the first one i saw, turning around as i heard the quick footsteps of the person running upstairs. this was getting on my nerves. i need to stop him before he breaks something in my room or even in my mother's. 

my steps were now fast and i wasn't afraid anymore. i had a knife. i could kill him if he tried to do something to me. i ran upstairs, but always without making a lot of noise. i heard him in my room, fuck. i entered the room and i was now face to face with that man. he was tall, his figure was muscled and he didn't look to be harmed. 

" w-who are you? " i didn't want to show weakness in my voice or moves, but i guess that wasn't possible today. i was really nervous and i held the knife right in front of my face, the point of it directing to him. then he turned around and i saw his face for the first time. his hair was wavy and it looked so long, even though he was wearing a hoodie and his head was covered with it. he looked at me instantly and his green eyes looked at the knife, then to me. he bit his lip, and then i remembered the man from earlier. 

he bit his lip the same way he did. with so much lust and desire. i gasped " i said, who are you! " i screamed and he came closer to me and grabbed the knife from my hand, throwing it to the floor. i stared at him, as he shot my body to the wall putting his face close to my neck. he breathed onto my neck and i got goosebumps. he kissed it and i moved my hands to his chest, trying to push him away. " don't touch me, you creep! " i said, making him just push his body harder against mine. i couldn't do anything now, i was vulnerable in his arms.

" you have no idea how long i've waited to touch you... just like this. " i widened my eyes when his words were whispered in my ears and i closed my eyes, trying not to think of the things he was thinking to do with me. " you're so beautiful anastacia. " he said, bitting his bottom lip once more. i stayed perplex when he said my name. his voice was harsh and silent, almost like he was whispering those words just for himself.

i could smell his expensive perfume with my nose, almost touching his brown hair because of the proximity we were in that moment. " how do you know my name? " i mumbled, sighing. " i don't even know you, please... don't hurt me. " i shook my head, contracting my lips in one another, trying to control myself from crying. i couldn't cry. don't cry, don't cry. I thought with my heart running wild. i was getting so scared, now that he knew my name.

" oh baby, i would never hurt you. " he gasped and confronted my eyes, with a smirk on his face. " i want to make you feel good. " he was laughing now, and i wanted him to go away, so badly. i couldn't help but close my eyes. i stayed still, trying to control my breath.

when i opened my eyes, he wasn't there. the window was opened and i don't know how, he was gone. his words didn't leave me though, and i was strugling against them. his soft touch on my skin, and the way his breath against my neck gave me chills. so weird, but yet so intriguing.

he didn't tell me his name, even when i asked him twice, or in other words, demanded. he didn't even care about answering me. i guess he just wanted to touch me and my neck. what a creep, oh my god. should i report this to the police? yeah, i guess. but what if he comes back to get me and try to do something? i know, i'm being ridiculous, but it's possible.

i heard the front door open and walked downstairs in a rush, with a couple of tears tripping down my eyes. then i saw my mother and smiled a little, hugging her and smelling her perfume of white roses, that was a special edition she had bought in paris. i felt save in her arms, she was there for me. but when i looked outside, with my eyes all wet and my vision blurry, i could see him staring at me. he was on the other side of the road, and he was smiling, i knew it wasn't over.

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new chapter, people. hope you enjoyed and this is dedicated to styleswth , because her stories are the coolest.