My love, my Darling

Tea

~later that day in Sophia's room~
-Sophia's P.O.V.-
"So what did you do as a hobby when you were alive?" Alastor asked me politely, I smiled and said "I ran a small bakery in the town I lived in and I was the baker for it, I loved cooking when I was alive, what did you do in your free time?" I said moving my hand and accidentally putting it on his, I swear it wasn't on purpose ok don't guilt me!!!! "I ran a radio show" he said not moving his hand,I liked that he didn't move his hand, his skin is really soft.... "that's amazing! Ya know that reminds me, I used to do broadway!" I said smiling, "that's cool" he said standing up "let's go for a walk" he said reaching his hand out to help me up from the bed, of course I didn't leave him hanging and I grabbed his hand and walked with him.
~a few minutes later~
"So why did you start murdering?" Alastor asked me, I replied with a simple answer "bullies" alastor looked a bit worried "what did they do?" He asked, he seemed very concerned for me, " it started in sixth grade, I didn't have any friends I was desperately trying to make some but I was always the weird, quiet, emo kid who never spoke. However they soon learned they could put me down and make fun of me and I would never do anything back. Then I got to middle school and they started physically harming me..... I cried everyday, from the sixth grade I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, and neglect, I harmed myself through cutting myself and hardly eating, but then I snapped at a girl and stabbed her in the throat. When I did I felt a little better, and I continued my murder spree till my 20's" I said, "oh my god......." his smile slowly started to fade as he hugged me, I buried my face into his chest and cried at all the horrible memories and bad experiences I've went through, but at least now I have him, he's the only good thing that came out of this world.