Their Possession - Slashers x Reader

-Chapter 54: Amber & Cadence-

After the two of you talked for a bit, Norman - exhausted by this point - passed out first, still clutching your pyjama top as he finally succumbed to the sweetness of sleep. You stayed up for a couple more minutes - concerned about his wellbeing - and then eventually relaxed, feeling relieved that Norman was safe and you could both sleep the remainder of the night. You were about to drift off to sleep yourself, but Michael - looking left-out - knelt down on his knees and hugged your waist from behind, unable to keep a lid on his possessive personality. Your cheeks heated up but you didn't do anything about his actions - deciding it would calm down the stalker's jealousy to some form of degree.

Eventually you fell asleep for the second time, praying that nothing else would interrupt you. Thankfully, nothing else did - so at last you could sleep. Then, after a while, hands gently shook you. "Mm...what...?" You mumbled under your breath, wondering what on Earth was going on now. "What is it...?"

Silence was your only answer - though after a few seconds you received another soft shake, which made you nuzzle into Norman a little more and attempt to continue sleep. "I wanna sleep more..." You sighed after the third shake, rolling over and then spotting Michael.

"O-Oh, uh, morning Michael." You hurriedly sat up and ran a hand through your messy bedhead; trying to appear more awake. "I um, was just about to get ready! I...I swear!"

His usual stare made you release a tiny, timid laugh - knowing straightaway that he'd seen right through your untruth. "Okay well...maybe not. But—" You stopped speaking for a moment as the killer grabbed your phone off the bedside table and showed you the time. "Shit! I'm gonna be late! Thanks for waking me up, but I should really be go—"

"(Y/n)...?" A sleepy voice interrupted you faintly, two arms curling around your left arm whilst they clung to you. "W...What's going on...? Who are you...Who are you talking to...?"

"Sorry Norman," You apologised regretfully, "But I've got to head to my uni class now."

"W-Wait, what...!?" Norman suddenly became more awake; the dark-haired male sitting up with you while he tugged your arm closer to his chest.

"I'm going to be late." You awkwardly mentioned as you stifled a yawn and tried to pull your arm out of his clutches, feeling bad when his gaze glistened with tears.

"B-But...But (Y/n)!" He tightened his hold on you even more in complete and utter desperation, trying his best to keep you with him. "You...You can't go yet...!"

Before you could open your mouth to retaliate, Michael came to your aid and yanked Norman away from you; causing the younger boy to cry out in total frustration. "This...This isn't fair...! Y-You can't...You just...can't...!" He shrieked tearfully, wriggling in Michael's iron grasp and attempting to get free.

You anxiously bit your lip; unsure of what to do or what to say in this sort of situation. You just had to be...assertive. So, once you'd taken a deep breath, you decided to try that out. "Norman, I have to go." You sternly spoke, standing up and walking over to your bedroom door - opening it right after. "I promise I'll spend time with you tomorrow, 'kay?"

"B...But..." Norman stuttered with a shocked expression, wiping the tears from his eyes as he too stood up. "I...I need you..."

"I'm not leaving forever." You consoled him as best as you could, gesturing for the two of them to leave so you could get dressed.