Lesser Than Less ( Anonymous X Reader )

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  (( Alright, I'm going to be honest. This is a long chapter only because I had gone back through and was reading some comments and some people were confused so this chapter is more so a recap type of chapter. My writing back then was so difficult to follow so I figured this might help clear up the air a little bit? I hope it does! Enjoy! ))

  "No. There is no problem. Why would you ask?" V had gotten himself settled in the back seat next to me. 'Back to the house.' The car had started to move as I looked around. I felt as if I wasn't where I should be.

Why was I even here? I should be back at my tiny little apartment. Alone. Doing whatever it is that I do best. Living each day as if it was the last one i'd be alive to see. I looked over to V. "Can we talk when we get back to the house? I have so many questions that I need answers to."

He nodded as I turned my head away from him. I needed to get my thoughts straightened out. Everything that has happened in the past month and a half has felt like a fever dream. I need to make some sort of sense of it. I need the story to be set straight to me.

As we were on the road the window started to get covered with little water droplets. It started to rain. I sighed slightly as I felt the cold leather of V's glove touch my hand. It sent chills down my spine. I turned to look over to him as I could feel his gaze on me.

I turned away. Every passing building started to look more familiar. We were getting close to the house. I couldn't wait to get home. I needed answers. I needed to understand what was going on. I needed to know that I was doing the right thing.

It had felt like forever but the turn was made and we ended up in the driveway of his house. It was beautiful. I don't think I actually got to look at it. Rose bushes with huge bloomed roses were wrapped around the fence on both sides. Beautiful white and red roses.

The house itself was brick. Windows, a mahogany door. Again the mahogany just like back at what was my home. The fire. My stomach churned slightly. I miss my space. The door was opened for me to exit from. A car sat in the driveway as the one I just exited backed out from its spot and drove back the way it brought us.

It was pouring. Thunder cracked and I blinked. V was standing on the porch looking out at me to join him. I started to walk down the stone path that was connected from the driveway to the porch steps. Each step I took I felt as if I was floating.

None of this seemed real. What was I even doing? Is this really where I should be at? I made it to the porch as V opened the door and we were both welcomed to Thomas sitting on the couch. 'Hey guys!-' I scoffed as I marched by him. He looked to V with a fairly confused look on his face.

'So I don't know what your problem is but you can rela-!' He went silent. I could hear a whisper from V but was unsure what was being said due to V speaking quiet enough. I made my way to the most familiar room of the house. The bedroom.

It was so warm in here. I heard footsteps behind me followed with the door closing. Once I heard it click shut I turned around. V had been placing the bags down on the bed as I stood staring out the window that was a lot bigger to my eyes then what I remember.

'Darling. Please talk to me. Is everything okay?' I kept myself watching the droplets fall down the glass. I wanted to say everything that was on my mind. There was so much. I wanted to understand everything that had happened. More clearly then how it all came to be.

"How did we end up here?" I could hear him stepping closer to me. I could see his reflection in the window as he got closer. I could almost sense his confusion because it was the very emotion I was feeling. I needed an answer. I felt his hand gently lay on my shoulder. I hadn't moved from where I was.