𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 ✦ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝

𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴

An old chapter republished :))

[ Narrator ]

Y/n was a rather simple girl.

She attended a sleep-away catholic school for all girls and was 'completely devoted' to her studies. It wasn't what she wanted, no, but it was what she got.

Miles was a simple boy.

He was homeschooled because his school would, and I quote, 'No longer be able to accept him back due to danger to other students.' Miles came out to watch the girls walk back to their dorms everyday.

Though he found himself always looking for the same girl.

She had noticed him several times before and even spoken to him on a few occasions. She just felt off about him...

Today Miles swiftly pulled her into the woods with him, his grip bruising the girls' sensitive skin. Her legs shook in fear as she thought of all that he was planning for her.

She said Hail Mary's until Miles finally stopped. The two stared at each other, Y/n let out small moans of fear, unaware of the pleasure this was giving him.

"I want you to spend the night at my home." Miles spoke up, his voice lacking emotion. "I-I can't. I have to be in bed f-for bed check." She informed him, in addition, she had to go to dinner at 7:30 and her roommate would notice her absence.

"I can pick you up after." Miles stepped towards her, making her jump back. "Come on baby... Don't be like that." Miles touched her hand and that was all she needed to set her off.

She turned away and ran in the opposite direction of the boy. She could hear his boots behind her as she ran, she wiped the tears from her cheeks. She ran between trees until she finally saw a clearing. She ran into it, looking up at the structure.

It had to be where the boy lived.

Miles stood behind her, ready to hear her whimpers and cries. His fingers tugged at her neat hair softly, making her try to stumble away. Only he had his arms on her waist, keeping her on his side.

Miles looked over at her, staring into her fearful eyes, he wanted her to feel somewhat comfortable. "Come now darling, there is something for you." Miles carefully held her hand in his own, walking her towards the garden.

She was slightly reluctant at first, dragging her feet and trying to pull away. Finally, she stopped whimpering and trying to leave, following behind him. 'Was this some form of Stockholm syndrome?' She asked herself.

Miles sat her down on a bench and pulled her close to him. He leaned her head on his shoulder and ran his fingers through her Y/h/c hair. It was soft and neat and Miles had his urges to pull it. Instead, he introduced himself.

[ Y/n ]

"I'm Miles." He spoke out of the blue. I nodded slightly and closed my eyes. I was too calm, I needed to get back home but he'd catch me if I run now. "I have a sister, her name is Flora... I take care of her, just like I'll take care of you." My lips quivered as his hand fell to my thigh.

His touch was soft and somewhat comforting. "Are you going to hurt me? Do you have sexual intentions? I don't understand why you've brought me here." I lifted my head to look at him. "I just said, I want to protect you. As for sexual intentions, maybe later." He laughed a little as if he had told a joke so I let out a small, forced laugh.