Preference #65 : American Horror Story - Michael/4
hello, please do an ahs murder house inspired preferences
AN : I know I was supposed to do 4/4 but I have never watched AHS and I had no idea what I was doing so this is probably shit and I have no idea what else I could do. I’m so sorry !
My breath got hitched in my throat as I took a sudden step back from the window and into my room. The man was standing in my backyard again; dressed in black; his face completely distorted. He was looking right up at me; as if he was waiting for me to look through my window.
I covered my mouth with one of my hands and shut my eyes tightly before trying to calm myself down. I had to be hallucinating. I took a cautious step toward my window again and let out a loud scream as I saw him again. He was standing a lot nearer this time and a small smile had appeared on what seemed to be his lips.
Tears started streaming down my face and my whole body started to shake as I reached for my phone in my jean pocket; I couldn’t look away; I needed to keep my eyes on him; I was too afraid he was going to come closer if I even blinked for a second.
I started searching for Michael’s number but my trembling fingers weren’t helping me at all. I slowly felt the phone slip out of my hands and I heard it hit the floor with a thud. I hurriedly crouched down and retrieved it before standing up and locking my eyes on the man again. He wasn’t there anymore.
Small sounds started to leave my mouth as I didn’t seem to be able to breathe anymore. I dialed Michael’s number and pressed my back against the cold window as I waited for him to pick it up.
“(Y/N)?” he said on the other side of the line and his tone implied that he knew something was happening.
“He-he’s there again! He’s in this time I’m sure he’s in, he’s coming for me; Michael he’s going to kill me? Do you think he’s going to kill me? What-what does he want? WHAT DO YOU WANT?” I screamed as I looked toward my bedroom door and waited for it to suddenly open. But it didn’t.
“Okay breathe, baby! I’ll be over here in a minute, don’t hang up. Everything’s fine he’s not here; just focus on breathing until I get there; okay? In… and out… In… and out…” he instructed and I shook my head before letting air in and then out of my lungs.
I was still leaning against my window when my bedroom door flew open to reveal Michael. He took a long stride toward me and enveloped me in his huge arms. I squeezed him against me and buried my face into the crook of his neck; finally letting my body relax as he made me feel safe.
I opened my eyes again and a spam shook my body. He was right in the doorway; a few meters from us.
“M-Mike, just there” I managed to let out and h pulled back before looking at me and straight to what my eyes were locked on.
“Baby…” he started and as he spoke; the horrid man slowly started to fade away until there wasn’t any trace of him anymore. “No one’s here” he added and I started crying again.
I walked to my bed and sat on it before taking my head in my hands and letting out a loud scream.
“I want this to stop!” I cried and I felt two hands grab my wrists before pushing them away from my face.
“You’ll be fine; you’ll be just fine. Just lay with me” Michael reassured as he lied on the bed and took me with him; wrapping his arms around me and soothing my back.
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