an unwanted visitor

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Nobody's pov
Y/n walked around the empty halls looking at the various paintings and drawings.

She walked back to her room slowly almost trailing like a snail. She closed the door behind her and slumped onto her bed. Y/n reached for some pills in her bedside drawer before shutting it and laying on her back.

Miles however, was too jittery to stay still. So he got up, and walked into a room that y/n, nor Kate had seen.

The sewing room.

He grabbed the pin pot and stabbed more into the model/frame made for sewing dresses. He let his anger out and continued stabbing pins into the soft fabric before dumping the pot on the floor and walking back out.

Your pov
I had nothing to do and I was so bored. Nobody had time to do anything anymore as everyone always seemed busy.

I didn't really want to get up as the pain in my head was still there. I didn't know what had caused it, as I hadn't done anything that would've caused it.

I closed my eyes slowly as I drifted off to sleep.

Miles'pov
I sat back on my mattress. All I wanted for one day was him not to come back. For him to not haunt me. I thought he couldn't do anything to me. That was until a couple of months ago.

And every day - but no warning or specific time - he would come back and hurt me.

I wished I had realised before then that it wouldn't of ended well for him. Or me. But I didn't realise until it was too late.

Nobody's pov
Y/n lay 'asleep' as Miles sat alone in his room. The shadow lurked nearby, creeping through the house without making a sound.

It came through the key hole of Miles' door, and lay right in front of him. And yet Miles had not seen it yet. Maybe it was from the tears in his eyes. Or maybe it was because he wasn't focused.

The boy stared blankly at the floor boards beneath his feet, still unaware of the shadow nearby. That was until it shot through him.

Miles gasped for air as he fell onto all fours. "No..." He mumbled. "Go away..." The shadow staid, holding onto the boy with great force, causing Miles to be unable to breathe.

His arms flung backwards onto the floor as his head was pushed backwards onto the floor.

Now as for y/n. She was walking down the hallway with Flora, listening to her talk about the different dolls she has.

They were walking, that is, until Flora heard a thud from further away, and looked at y/n. "You heard it?" She asked and y/n nodded in response.

Flora takes y/n's right hand and walks down the hall with her. They walk past a door and a thud came again.

"Miles..." Flora whispered pointing to the door. "What?" "That's Miles' room y/n" Y/n felt her skin go cold as she touched the door knob.

"Miles?" She whispered as she opened the door. Y/n stood frozen as she saw the boy practically sinking into the ground. The shadow was back as she tried to pull it away.

But the thing wouldn't move away from Miles as it disappeared into him. Y/n saw his eyes goes from brown to red in a matter of seconds before Miles was convulsing in front of her.

She wanted to help but she stood frozen still, feet glued to the floor. The boy stopped and his eyes flickered back to normal before his eye lids closed and he hugged himself.

"Miles?" Y/n asked quietly. Miles turned to look at her. It was clear he was terrified by the sudden paleness of his skin.

The boy was pale yes, but this was almost ghost white. "You ok?" She asked. It was a stupid question to be asking someone who was convusling on the floor seconds ago.

"No... It just keeps getting worse and worse" he whispered. "What keeps getting worse?" "These nightmare things. There so real and I want to scream for help but I can't. I can't because I'm so far under it's too late..."

"What's wrong Miles. I want to help" "For the last time y/n. I'm past helping" He said hiding his face in his knees. "Just please leave me alone" Y/n sighed and got up closing the door.

She had so many questions. Too many in fact, but she figured now wasn't the best time to ask them. She took flora's hand again and walked down the halls after closing Miles' door...

"It's a secret..."

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