?Only In My Imagination? (Alastor x fem! reader love story) ?

Ch. 8 ?Second Chance?

"Why hello Y/N! How did your day treat you?"

"Pretty good," I sit down on a rock and begin to swing my legs around for fun. "Same old, same old, though."

"Ah, I see," he responds, unsure of where this conversation will go, and if it will be interesting at all, or just mindless chatter to fill the time were stuck here.

I begin to pinch at my hands. Should I tell him about this weekend? Would it even matter?
I almost don't, but what he says next makes me do it anyways.

"I see you're thinking about something. Now come on, spit it out. I'm willing to listen!"

I exhale a breath, one hand raising to twist a strand of my hair.
"I'm going on a date this weekend."

He raises an eyebrow. "A date, hmm? And who might I ask is the lucky man?"

"My ex boyfriend, Jason," I respond, before I mentally smack myself. WHY did I say EX?! Now he's just gonna ask questions, which will make me extra uncomfortable.

God damn I'm so stupid.

"Pardon my curiousness, but did you just say...ex?"

"Yeah."

He doesn't say anything, he only stares at me, waiting for me to explain in better detail.
I sigh, running my hands down my face in annoyance.
I cannot believe I have to explain myself to a demon. A DEMON!

I tuck some hair behind my ear. "It's nothing much," I begin to say, "we just got in a stupid fight few months back and wanted to take a break. And tonight...we're just going out as friends."

I really hope he won't ask me further questions, or personal questions. I don't want this demon to think he can be my NEW therapist, or worse...think that he can have a say in what I do and say.

Because if he goes there...then I WILL make sure he disappears from my mind FOREVER.

He only makes a 'hmm' sound as his eyes lower to the ground under our feet.
"I see," he finally says, "well...I wish for the best for the both of you."

I stare at him, a little dumbfounded and confused. Why the hell would he care? Maybe he just said it to sound nice?
I want to ask him if he cares, but I'm pulled from my sleep and brought back into reality because its morning.

Oh. Freaking. Great.

I groan, getting out of bed and stretching.
For now, I just need to push any stupid houghts out of my head and focus on the NOW'S instead of the WHAT IF'S.

Besides, I got work to do.
I need to find a nice dress for this weekend.

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*Alastor's POV*

Oh goodness. I seem to find myself stuck in a pickle.
I've known all along about Y/N and her...significant other. How he had cheated on her not just once, but on multiple occasions.

Though he has only been caught with just the one.

I bring a hand to my lips, biting at my nail a little nervously. I've never allowed myself to be seen by Y/N. She has no idea that for twenty years, I've been watching her.

There's been days where I've stood beside her the entire time, since she woke till the time she fell asleep...she has never seen me, or sensed my presence.

Because I've never allowed it to be so.

I only wanted her to believe that she could only come in contact with me through her dreams. That way she wouldn't be scared.

But hearing what her plans are this weekend, I'm changing my mind.

So this Saturday, when she is taken out for dinner, I'll tag along.
And Y/N will be in for a surprise, I can say that much.

Y/N is too pure to be with slum like Jason.
And though it is out of my hands to step in between the two of them, I most certainly will visit Y/N more often.

Maybe...just maybe...I can somehow show her the truth, without her saying I'm a liar, and possibly doing something stupid that could hurt the both of us.
But it will take time.

And, as much as I hate to say this, it might take Y/N's heart to suffer just a little more for her to see the truth.
But she won't be alone this time.

I'll be there...