𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑖𝑣𝑒

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There had to be a firsts aid kit somewhere in this house.
Maybe in the kitchen?

I was about to go down the stairs when I remembered William might be down there.
I breathed in.
I got this don't be scared.

I descended half way down the stairs and noticed William on the couch with  a few bottles on the ground.

Great he is drunk.

I continued down the stairs.

"Hey there miss (y/n)." William said.

I was surprised he didn't slur his words. Maybe he isn't drunk?

I didn't respond to him and went into the kitchen.

"You sure know how to give a good punch."

I looked over at William and saw he had a ice pack on his jaw.

I felt a little guilty for punching him. Even though he's a murderer he has a reason for it. He's just broken.

"Sorry for punching you in the jaw anyway."

William looked puzzled.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"I tried to kill you after all."

I smiled 

"Sometimes people deserve second chances."

I turned back around and started looking for the first aid kit.

"Whatcha looking for?" William questioned.

"First aid kit."

William quickly sat up from the couch.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No it's for Mike."

William was confused.

"Why for Mike?"

I paused for a second.

"Well he's citing his wrists." I blurt out.

"Oh." William said.

"Here I'll help you find it."

William got up from the couch and stumbled a little while he walked.

"are you drunk?" I question.

"No just tipsy."

He got to the counter and bent down.

"It should be in the lower cabinet."

"Ok I'll get it."

William was much taller than me. I'd say he is about 6 ft 3 or 4. And I was 5 ft 6.

I reached in the cabinet and found the kit.
I pulled it out and stood up.
As I turned around I was extremely close to William. 

We looked into each other's eyes for a moment. William eyes were a cold  icy blue. But they seemed to shine a bit purple as well.

William then stepped back.

"Ahh I'm sorry (y/n) I got a little to close."

"It's fine, I'm just going to go put some bandages on Mike."

I was all flustered.
I sped walked up the stairs to Mikes room.

I opened the door and found Mike fiddling with something.

"Hey mike what are you doing?"

Mike then jumped.
I then noticed he had something.

"Is that my phone?"

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