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Going into full panic mode, swiftly looking around the room, the sudden coldness of the air filling your lungs making you more awake. Your mind starts to flood with the details from yesterdays event, causing your heart to beat harder and faster as sweat starts to happen all over your body, feeling as though your skin has another layer of hot skin on the outside. You kick the covers off of you, stumbling to your feet,the cold wooden flooring sending a cold shock up your spine, vision going blurry as the room starts to spin.

"aghh what the fuck" you groaned,bringing your hands up to your eyes to rub seeing nothing but black kaleidoscope vision, cursing quietly to yourself .

You walking around to the bottom of the bed, bumping into the frame in the process and coming to a stand still,clenching your fist into a ball and removing your hands from your eyes, but remain them closed. you could feel his presence somewhere is this room.

Your eyes welled up with tears, biting your bottom lip to try and restrain them from falling. As you stand at the edge of the bed, you hear the slow creek of the floorboards behind you.

Your eyes darted open, your stomach churned, you don't turn around, you are paralyzed to the spot, each breath you take getting heavier and slower. You cock an ear and listen .  Silence .

Moments went by of quietude, you were starting to believe that your mind was playing tricks on you.

Now you weren't so sure... another step, this time lighter and slower, filling you with anticipation, you could feel his body heat radiating onto yours. Slowly you turn around , you open your eyes to see nothing. Just an empty space.

You let out a long breath, running your fingers through your hair.

Guess i was just imagining said your inner voice..

You stand there awhile, contemplating whether your going crazy living in this house , or the lack of socialization with other people,you needed to get out, you needed to see your family but you knew asking for that was stepping over the line, first you needed him to trust you, this isn't going to be easy.
You looked over at the time the clock reading 7:17 am sighing exhaustively , you walk out of your room idly making your way downstairs, thoughts surpassing your mind every noise disappeared in an instant, stuck between two different realities; this one and the one back home, breaking out of the daydream, you found yourself standing in a doorway, you frowned scanning the room, you know where you are, you just couldn't process it.

kitchen , your in the fucking kitchen.

You rub the bridge of your nose, as you walk over to one of cupboards, trying to find the cereal,eventually you find A cereal box "fruit and fiber"  and pouting your lips at how good it looks on the box, grabbing a bowl from one of the top cupboards.....

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You sit down at the table, and waited for Brahms, as you knew he would show at some point.

Speak of the devil.  Literally

Brahms comes striding into the kitchen barefoot ,mechanically taking a seat directly in front of you. You look up abruptly , seeing his big green eyes staring down at you gulping down the rest of the cereal, which hurt like hell.

Having the courage to break the silence.

"can i make you anything?" you say with a forced smile.

Brahms ignores the question,removing the glare from you down towards his hands which are placed in his lap, its hard to get his attention under that mop of brown hair. You look over his figure, seeing that he still wearing his grimy garments,,,,wondering how long hes had them on for, then looking at his mask, which had Cole's blood still splatted across it.