The house seemed to be deserted. The only sound audible was the wind blowing from outside, and the bedroom was majorly dark.

The storm outside seemed to have been going on for ages. It was a beautiful night for a storm.. yet you could not sleep. No matter hard you tried, your eyes could not stay shut for five minutes.

The scene was too lovely to turn on a light. You just laid in bed, staring out the window to watch the storm raging outside. This moment was just missing one thing. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅.

William had recently been gone for work more often, due to the building of this new Pizzeria idea he thought of. No matter how you tried to convince him to not potentially repeat your step-son Evan Afton’s (Crying Child) death, he would always assure that this one would go by 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲. And you wish you could have believed him.

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Hours passed and the clock finally ticked to midnight. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧. As much as you wanted to be worried and call him from the home phone, you were finally beginning to gain exhaustion.

You heard the front door open. At least you thought you did. Your vision began to blur from the much-needed sleep that gnawed at your consciousness.

The next thing you knew, the bedroom door creaked open and the silhouette of him enters the room. He shut the door behind him.

Just as you were about to drift off, you felt long arms wrap around your still body, pulling you closer to the holder. There he was. And it seemed he knew you had been awake all this time.

❝𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭.. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥,❞ William whispered with a brush of his fingers to your cheek.