Beneath Your Bloody Books (Yandere Librarian X Reader)

Chapter 6: New Beginning

*beep* *beep*

The sound of the alarm and my phone vibrating jolted me awake.

I slowly opened my eyes, grabbed the phone and turned it off.

It was 6:00 AM.

I let out a yawn and sat on the edge of my bed.

That's when I remembered someone.

Someone who was here last night.

Ashton.

I looked back at the empty spot on my bed before me.

Was he really here last night? Or was that just a dream?

Whatever, I didn't care anymore. I had to go to university.

I can't be late.

Normally I should go to a dorm or whatever but I chose not to.

Because my home was coincidentally walking distance from the university.

And also because my parents don't want to spend money on my living expenses if I'm away.  

I sighed and went to the bathroom.

The floor was oddly wet as if someone showered already.

Must have been from yesterday when I took a shower.

I removed my clothes and turned on the shower.

The lukewarm water hitting my skin felt relaxing. But not as relaxing as warm water.

I squeezed the bottle of shampoo and applied some to my hair.

Massaging my scalp thoroughly and then rinsing it off afterwards.

Weird.. I haven't opened the bottle yet.. it should be sealed yet it's already open.

Then, just when I was about to grab the soap, I noticed something off.

It was wet as if it was previously used by someone else.

I wonder.. maybe it was Ashton?

Maybe he took a shower when I was asleep?

Damn. He used my home's water, my soap, my shampoo and possibly even my towel.

I put my thoughts aside and continued to shower.

Once I was finally done, I wiped myself dry with my towel but not before checking it to see if it was used.

I had two towels. One was already wet so I used the dry one.

I grabbed the wet towel and hanged it somewhere to dry. 

"He used my other towel huh."

A crazy idea came up in my mind.

"N-No. There's no way I'm doing that. I'm not that crazy.."

I mentally slapped myself.

I dried my hair and brushed it, went to my drawer and changed my clothes to go to class.

I took my bag and went to the dining room for breakfast.

My mother was sitting on a chair near the table, eating.

"(Nickname) go ahead and have breakfast. Your father already left."
My mother said through bites of my favourite food.

I cheered up at the sight. I haven't eaten that for some time.

I sat on a chair and started to dig in.

The taste always brought me happiness.

Whenever I felt down it cheered me up.