#enemies? or...

A/N: this took a long time of thinking of what I should write in this chapter hehe.

After the intense commotion, I can't help but think, why was Kate acting this way? The house is perfectly normal, except for how old it looks though, and how you feel like something is watching you, but those are only two things ugly about the house, nothing less, nothing more.

Kate seems to be crazy on her own, if the house was haunted or somewhat there something wrong with it, then Mrs. Grose and the two would've moved away, she wouldn't let the children in danger.

Looking out the window, the moonlight shines across the field, fireflies flying around, as I open the windows, a cold breeze touches my face, its as though it would rain sooner by now.

Miles

"Good night Miles" Flora bids her goodbyes and closes my door. Looking around, my room is a complete mess, cds everywhere, photos on the walls, mattress not fixed, If I would have lived elsewhere than the mansion, I could've been called a hobo.

I walked around thinking of what I should do tonight, Kate be damned, but I'm hella bored, Me and Y/N shook the shit out of her earlier, her face was plastered with the most horrified expression, she looks as if she just got out of the mental. I laugh at the thought.

The suddenly an idea hit me!

I was just getting ready for bed when Miles barged in my room. He was panting like a rabid dog on the loose, his hair was slightly bouncing, as his sweater was dangling down making me see his exposed breast area.

"Like the view?" He smirks, leaning on the door frame. "Actually no" I arch an eyebrow, "And what do you want with me now?" His face contorts to a big smile.

"Such a klutz, I'm hungry" patting his stomach, he invites himself in the room, "I didn't say you can ente-" Before I could mutter anything else, he grabs my wrist and leads me out of the room.

Quietly going downstairs, he looks back at me and smiles. "What are you smiling about there?" I frown, weeks ago, he was teasing and bullying me, now he acts like a saint to me, I guess he needs to go to mental rather than Kate.

Sneaking to the kitchen, he brings out marshmallows, crackers and chocolate. "Smores?" he hands me a barbeque stick and turns the stove on.

"Don't make it too hot, I hate burnt marshmallows" he chuckles at my remark, as he was busy cooking the smores, I can't help but look at him, his jawline was sharp and defined, the moon's light was shining on him, making his face glow, my eyes drops down to his pink, plump lips, he was saying something, but time seems to stop when you admire a person.

"Don't people tell you that you stare too much?" before I could answer he hands me his smore and throws mine in the bin. "It was burnt" He wipes his hands on his pants. "Next time, make sure you don't stare too much because I won't be there to give you a spare smore"

"I-.. Thanks" a small smile tugs its way unto my lips, "Well hurry up and eat it, wouldn't want Kate to scold us" he chuckles.

"Eugh" I groan as I opened my eyelids, last night's midnight snack was tiring as shit, after we ate smores, we went to my room and built a fort, then Miles brought up even more smores and additional candies, we sounded like reckless kids while playing last night, but because we were too loud, Mrs. Grose came to my room abruptly. Miles, in the process, hid behind the fort, then he almost blew our cover, by bringing that damn guitar of his and started playing it.

In short, we looked like drunk fuckers, but we didn't drink or do anything wrong, we ate and played, nothing more, nothing less.

Looking around, my room was a mess, it almost looked like Miles' room, but a more fragrant one, I sat up, but a hand snaked around my waist pulling me back, "Stay, I still wanna sleep" a raspy voice mutters behind me. "Shit shit shit shit-" I was a blushing mess, when did it even get to this?

"Keep it down, your so loud" he groans pulling me in tighter, his head rests on my shoulder, his curly brown locks and breath tickling my neck. "Keep it down, my ass, just- get- off me" I pry his hands off but it results to him pulling tighter again. "Fairchild!" my cheeks heat up as his breath increases its speed.

"Fine, no need to shout woman" He groans turning to his other side.

I rub my eyes; yawning, as I went down the steps, I was the greeted by a fresh smell of waffles and eggs, the sunlight was shining brightly across the foyer, making it look like a fairytale castle.

"Good Morning Y/N!" Flora peeks behind the entrance of the living room. "Your late! Good thing Miles isn't here to finish your portion yet!" she hurriedly pulls me in the room.

"Goodness!" Mrs. Grose stands up, "What on earth happened to you Y/N? You look like you got chased last night!" she ushered me to drink chamomile tea. Oh Mrs. Grose, if you just knew.

"By the way, there was loud sounds coming from your room last night, what were you doing Y/N?" Flora hands me a waffle. "Hm? Maybe its just your imagination, I was knocked out last night, didn't wake up even just a bit"

"Oh really?" A voice chimes in behind us,

it's Miles.

A smirk was plastered on his face as he walks to us. "Just kidding, Good morning everyone" Miles rubs his eyes and proceeds to sit down beside me. "Gosh, you look worse Miles!" Flora exclaims; laughing.

"At least I'm not looking like someone here" He chuckles, reaching for an egg. "Have you seen Kate? she looks like she's seen a ghost! I even had a sleepover at her room!" Flora giggles looking back and forth from me and Miles. "Oh I'm sure she's fine, maybe jut a little shaken out of her wits yesterday"

As miles ended his sentence, Kate walks in looking like a ghost, her hair was messy, dark bags under her eyes was so obvious, blood splats tainted her nails. "Good Morning Kate!" flora held Kate's wrists pulling her to sit in front of us. "Goodness, Kate.. what happened to you?" I arch an eyebrow, her lips twitches as she open her mouth to reply. "Just- tired is all"

"Or maybe, you've gone even crazier" Miles snickers making me hit his ribs.