𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄? | 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒐𝒏.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

Y/N POV:

I woke up in a cold sweat, I looked around the room before sighing, I covered my face with my hands, my hair dangling. I sighed again when I looked at the clock that was just on top of Michaels door.

It was 1am!?

I then stood up to go get some water from the Kitchen, I walked down the stairs towards the kitchen then I stopped when I heard a loud bang coming From the garage door, I decided to just ignore it, because of what happened last time I opened a door in this house.

But My curiosity took the better of me once again and I walked towards the garage door and opened it slowly. There were bottles all over the floor and purple liquids everywhere, 

I peaked over the car a little bit and I saw someone's head on the table,

"William?."

I whispered and walked towards Him.

I mistakenly nocked Over one  of the bottles making a loud noise. I stopped and Williams head shot up, "Who's there?.." he said his voice shaky and he sounded very tired.

I shut my eyes tightly and just stood there, William put his head back on the table and drifted back to sleep. I then walked towards him slowly until I could see everything clearly, there was  a knife on the table, with blood all over it. I looked towards Williams Wrist  and that was were the blood was coming from,

"Curiosity kills the cat." I heard William say, his voice tired and he was half asleep. He then stood up and grabbed my wrist, "Oh sh-" he didn't finish his sentence he just pulled away, he held  his wrist with his other hand.

"Shit that hurts.." William whispered looking closely at his wrist. I was planning to run away, but I didn't for some reason.

"Let me see."
I eventually got the courage to say,

I stepped forwards and grabbed Williams arm, pulling him towards me. William looked shocked, but the shock  disappeared after some minutes, and it went back to his cold face expression.

"Do you have any bandages?.."

I asked him,

"Upstairs."

He Answered looking into my e/c eyes

I nodded and walked off

'why am I helping this psychopath?.'

I thought.

I walked into the bathroom and opened the cabinets, there were a pile of bandages, I picked up one roll and headed back downstairs to find William in the kitchen, Drinking..

"Are you kidding me?." I mumbled and walked over to William, I snatched the bottle from his  hand and placed it on the table, I grabbed his arm and pulled it towards me so I could start rapping the wounds

"Love?"

William said making me flinch,

"Don't call me that.."

I said tightening the bandage on his wrist,

"Love." He repeated, but this time he was more serious. I turned around and proceeded to walk away when he grabbed my wrist

"WHAT!?"

I asked my brows  furrowed in confusion and anger, he pulled me towards him our faces now only inches away from each other.

"Your nose is bleeding.."

he said wiping away some of the blood with his thumb,

"thanks.."