One Week in June | ONC2020

June 9th 4:25 AM

I've only ever spent the night at the Miller Manor three times. Once was when my Mom needed to leave early from our vacation to help my Grandmother with some family troubles. Mrs. Miller offered to keep me safe until my Mom returned, so that I wouldn't have to cut my vacation short and could continue to enjoy the rest of summer as planned. The second time was when I visited Alistair for the Kepner High Prom and he took me as his date. It was an extremely platonic affair, but I know my decision to go with Alistair really made the tensions between him and Peter that much more stifling.

Tonight is the third time and it still feels extremely awkward sleeping down the hall from the rest of the Miller family. It was extremely generous of the Miller Family to let me stay, even when my family house is just a couple miles down the road, but I can't stand the idea of staying in the same house  all my current and deceased murderous family members have called their home-away-from-home.

It's around 1 A.M. when I finally close my eyes and fall asleep. My dreams are dark and scary. The faces of my dead friends haunting my every moment of rest. My desire for sleep is cut short when I wake up after my third nightmare, screaming. My body is shaking and I'm covered in a thin layer of sweat. I curl up tighter into a ball, trying to calm my breathing down. I jump when the doorknob to my room jiggles and Alistair silently enters into my room. I squint into the darkness and breath out a sigh of relief when I recognize his handsome face. I've been expecting Rusalka to come in any minute and kill me herself, but seeing him here dulls that fear ever so slightly.

"You okay?" He whispers in the darkness, the only light is that of the full moon streaming in from the full-length windows to my left. My face is partially hidden underneath the comforter, but I know he can see the round, fearful eyes that are plastered on my tired face.

"Not in the slightest." I murmur and he frowns. Alistair silently pads across the carpeted floor and pulls the sheets back on the edge of the bed.

"Do you mind?" He asks. He's always been such a gentleman when it comes to making sure I'm comfortable. I know we're both thinking about the kiss, well kisses, we shared earlier and I can tell he doesn't want to overstep on the first night. I scooch away from Alistair, making enough room for him to lay next to me. I pat the empty space, granting him that go-ahead he was looking for, as he crawls under the sheets next to me.

"You having another nightmare?" He inquires, his fingers perfectly weave into mine as if our hands were custom made for one another. I nod my head, still trying to process the nightmare. "Are you sure you don't want me to spend the night with you? I hate to see you like this, and if cuddling you all night helps keep the terrors at bay, then I'm more than happy to assist."

I'm so glad he can't see my face clearly in the darkness, because my cheeks are heating up to bright crimson red. I know he's just as excited and nervous about the idea of our bodies intertwined all night, but I also know it's too early in our relationship to share a bed in a more intimate way. Heck, I don't even know what our relationship is right now. All I know is that we both like each other, we've kissed multiple times, and we're still just as close of friends as we were when I arrived in Kepner just a few days ago. Nothing has become awkward between us, like I had dreaded it would. Even the act of Alistair climbing into bed with me isn't odd since we've been sharing beds, in extremely platonic ways, since I can remember.

"Is it going to be weird if we sleep in the same bed? You know, after..." I trail off, not wanting to ruin the perfect moment we shared earlier with the uncertainty I'm feeling now. I'm just hoping that he wants to take things slow, especially since everything else in my life is way too serious right now. I have a lot on my mind and I can't handle losing Alistair as a friend because I make some awkward tension between us.