The end of it all (Nick Goode/reader)

chapter 3 (SMUT)

The following afternoon, I pulled up to Y/N house and ran to the door.

I shivered as I knocked, the air biting my skin and snow clouds hovering over top.

"Holy shit," she squealed, pulling me inside

"It's fuckin cold out there," I trembled

She directed me to the couch and walked into the kitchen as I sat by the fire and tried to warm up, my hands were a deep red and I couldn't feel the tips of my fingers.

"Here," she said, handing me a coffee mug

It was full of hot coco and made my insides warm again and my hands got feeling back into them.

"So, no offense, but why are you here" she questioned me

"I finally have a day off, so I figured I could either take you to get your car or take you to work," I shrugged

"Well, I called the tow company this mornin, they're takin it to my usual mechanic and I'm off tonight anyway,"

I know.

"Would be opposed to spending the day with me then," she looked puzzled

"Are we going outside," I quickly shook my head

"God no, it's way too cold out. Plus I think its gonna snow," her eyes lit up

"I love the snow," she said excited

"Well, what would you like to do," I chuckled

"We could watch a movie," she suggested

I thought on it for a minute. Watching a movie meant sitting in the same space for an hour or so, maybe even "accidental" touching.

I nodded.

She hopped up and over to her tv stand, bending down and grabbing a movie before popping it in to the VCR.

Then she ran to the kitchen and back just as fast.

"Its not a movie without snacks," I nodded in agreement

"What are we watching," she smirked

"Dracula,"

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Half way into the movie, I looked over at Y/N and seen her eyes glazed over, intent on the screen.

"I have crossed oceans of time to find,"

She sighed, sounding love sick.

"You ok," I asked her

"Who wouldn't want a love like that," I was appalled

"He tried to kill her future husband and he did manage to kill her friend," she glared at me

"But in the end, to make sure she didn't suffer like he did, he let her go," she snapped back

Good point.

"Could you say that you'd do the same," I pursued my lips

The thought of her leaving me filled me with rage, but mostly sadness. She could never leave me, ever. I'd hunt her down if she did. But I didn't tell her this.

Instead I did what I'm good at.

I lied.

"Yeah actually I would," she looked at me shocked

"You would," she asked

I nodded as she poked her tongue into her cheek and squinted at me, her face full of disbelief.