them (creepypasta x reader)

Ch 7 the secrets within part 2

A soft sigh leaves the dark nose of a f/c wolf.

She was tired, Y/n, was tired. Had she not been through enough already? She didn't want to give up and turn this into a hopeless situation that she couldn't leave, but she just..

Y/n needed a break. She needed a break from the stress of choosing a mate, from her father's state, from..from the pack.

She had no intention to leave it, the sleek creature just wanted a vacation of sorts. No. She needed a vacation. Just for a week.

Smile lifted his almost crimson red head, snorting. He noticed the change in her demeanor. This caused his already large grin widen. He lets out a huff before effortlessly pull the chain out of the dirt. This freed her, it gave Y/n the ability to run home, to go back to the stress, however she stayed put.

'Show me inside, won't you?' She huffed. It certainly wasn't anything a human could understand, but dogs and wolves had perfect understanding of it.

He retorted with an almost wheezing laughter sound before tossing his head in a way to ask her to follow.

Y/n follows, her f/c pelt flaking off any dirt that she'd been laying on. She cringed slightly as the sound of the chain rattling behind her made itself known. She wished she could take that damn collar off, however, she couldn't. Not in this form anyway.

Smile leads her in through a door that sat upon a rickety grey porch and through a doggy door that the two canines barely fit through. It was made bigger for the hell-hound, however it was still too small for him, not to mention Y/n.

Y/n certainly wasn't a huge wolf, but she was no pushover. She was a strong girl who could hold her own.

As they slipped through the flap, she peered at the room they came to. She was instantly met with a large red couch, which made this the living room. On the couch appeared to be a little girl with blood that was dried on her forehead. Large emerald green eyes and a brown curly mass for hair. She was wearing a fitting pink nightgown and was fully focused on the show she was watching.

She's cute.

Y/n feels her chest warm at the sight of the girl. Clearly she was too focused on the television to even care about the rattling of the chain, so Y/n carried on walking without much worry or caution.

And so, she explored the house-well, really it was a mansion with Smile. He gave her useful tips on places to hide when she's in trouble, but it appears he hadn't realized she's a bit more human than him and will not likely need those hiding spots. She appreciated the thought though.

Honestly, it had baffled her about how easily they were able to walk around without any sort of problem, it was weird. She didn't expect a place to have this many scents of others to be so empty. Perhaps they're out? Are they all night owls? She couldn't say.

Nonetheless, Y/n kinda liked it here so far. It was comfortable looking.