Separate

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Greta's POV:
Why did he just leave like that?? And the look in his eyes... what was that about??
I continue to sit on the counter thinking about what could possibly be wrong with Brahms.
Do I smell??
I lift up my arm and smell my underarm.
Nope I'm good... then what could it be...
I hop off the counter and begin to clean bored of just sitting there alone. I start with the dishes. I hum softly to myself as I wash and rinse the dirty dishes sitting in the sink.
I finish the dishes quickly.
Now what to do...
I go to the closet and grab the broom. I start humming an upbeat song as I begin to sweep the kitchen floor.
I start dancing around and singing into the broom handle as I move around the room semi-cleaning it.
This is fun... Brahms and I should have a dance party together!!
Wait... what am I thinking... I'm getting too comfortable... when did I stop thinking of an escape... there's no reason to stay... he already killed Malcolm... he killed Malcolm... how could I have forgotten that he is a monster...

Brahms's POV:
I walked into the walls. I lean against the wall and slide down it.
  I just want to show her how much I love her, but I know she's not ready...
   I sigh to myself.
How can I make her ready...?
  I start to think but I come up blank. I stand up angrily.
  I don't know what to do...
  My thoughts begin to move a mile per minute before my ears catch a soft humming coming from the kitchen.
  I go to one of my secret spots and I peek through a portrait. I look over at Greta to see her washing the dishes humming softly to herself.
  She's perfect...
I continue to watch her. I chuckle as she begins to dance around the kitchen to her own tune.
  Shes too cute... I love her
I see her stop her motions and a serious look flashes over her features.
  What's wrong with her??
I immediately exit the walls and rush over to Greta.
   "Are you okay??" I ask softly. She doesn't respond. She just continues to stare at the kitchen table with a horrified expression upon her face. I step closer repeating my question.
  " stop" she says so quietly I almost don't hear it.
  "Greta, what's wrong" I ask as I take another step towards her.
"Stop" she says this time louder and more firm. I immediately stop my actions. I stare at her confused.
  I open my mouth to speak but she beats me to it.
"What did you do to me??" She asks me in an accusing tone. I look at her confused.
  "I hav-" I start to say but am interrupted when Greta pushes me angrily.
  "Did you put something in my food?!" She yells in my face.
"What are you talking about Greta?" I ask so confused on what she is talking about.
  "I wanted to stay here with you... I wanted to have fun with you..." she says softly while she looks down almost ashamed.
"You want to stay!!?" I ask excitedly.
"Wanted... past tense" she says coldly.
My shoulder slump sadly before I too get angry.
  "Wanted huh" I say bitterly. "What made you change your mind??" I ask.
"You did. Your actions. You killed Malcolm!!! You're a monster!!" She screams in my face.
  I stand there emotionless.
I'm not a monster... mommy said I wasn't so I'm not ...right?
  "No I'm not" I say firmly as I step closer to Greta. She immediately freaks out.
"Stay away!!" She yells as she grabs a glass and throws it in my direction. I hear it shatter behind me, but I ignore it as I walk closer to her. I see her turn to run away and I quickly take action.
   I take two giant steps towards her and I wrap my arms around her waist. I pick her up and carry her kicking and screaming all the way up the stairs into our bedroom. I pin her down on the bed. She continues to scream as she punches my chest. I pin her arms down with one hand as I straddle her waist pressing my weight down to keep her in place . I bring my free hand up to cover her mouth to stop her screams.
  "Stop Greta" I say sternly. "Don't make me hurt you."
Her movements stop quickly after I say those threatening words.
  "Thank you" I say as I look deeply into her eyes.
  This is quite the position...
"You're in quite the situation Greta.. your all pinned down and defenseless.. I could do anything right now.." I say quietly as I lean down and lightly kiss her neck.
  She screams out against my palm.
"Sorry I didn't quite get that" I say teasingly as I remove my hand from over her mouth. "Can you repeat that ??"
"...stop" she says quietly as her eyes begin to tear up.
  I sigh.
I wasn't going to do anything I know she's not ready...
  I release her from my hold as I roll into the spot beside her. I listen to her quick scared breaths.
  She really thought I would take advantage of her...
  I think sadly as I turn away from her.
"I'm sorry Greta... I didn't mean to scare you.. I just got angry.. I didn't mean to scare you... I just don't want to lose you... I love you so much Greta and I can't stand the thought of a life without you..."I say genuinely.
   She doesn't respond. I sigh sadly as I turn to face her, but I'm met with an empty spot...
  "Greta!!?!?!" I yell frantically as I jump up out of bed.
   "Greta!!! Where are you?!?!" I yell loudly as I race down the stairs and begin to look for her.
  Where could she have gone?!? I can't lose her... I will find her... she's mine...
 

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