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Blood dripping down his nose and lips onto his shirt and floor. Wiping it with the back of his head, smearing it across his arm and lips-- but that was the least of his problem right now, he had put Lily in danger. With shaking legs he have walked/stumbled down the stairs to the girls who were both out cold.

"Lily... Please, you gotta wake up." His voice cracked, hitching on a sob. Damn it! This was ALL his fault. gently shaking her shoulders to wake her up, without Annabelle waking up too-- he'd have to deal with her on his own plus what Mr and Mrs. Fray would do with him when they came home. Eyes fluttered open, groggy and still a bit out of it.

Bug softly pushed her into a sitting position, checking to make sure she didn't have too much damage. It seemed like a just a few scrapes and bruises-- but he knew she'd even forget this moment. It would be burned into her mind for the rest of her life, unless she blocks it out. "Y- you gotta go. Get out of here and don't come back... Please, don't tell anyone either." He whispered, but by his tone of voice you could tell he was scared shitless.

Pushing her towards the front door, glancing back to make sure Annabelle was still laying on the floor knocked out. Taking a deep breath before opening the door and waiting for Lily to walk out... if she was smart she would just leave and never come back. A groan from across the room made him jump, shit Annabelle. Jabbing his finger at the door, begging with his eyes for her to get out.

"It's not safe..." Bug didn't care what happened to him, Annabelle could kill him for all he cared. He was nothing special-- more of a plaything or pet to her. That she could order around and kick at will when it pleased her, she was waking up that didn't leave him much time to get her out of here. So he opened the closet door that was where they put the shoes and jackets, pushing her inside and locking the door-- at least she'd be safer into there since she didn't seem to want to move.

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Bug didn't have much time to react before her hands were in his hair and down his neck, he knew this would happen. WHY DID HE TRUST HER ! Shutting his eyes when she forced him to look at Lily-- he didn't want to see her, he didn't even want to be here right now. "Pl-- please, we're not friends. She was just stupid and gave me food and I was stupid for taking it!"

His voice was hoarse and raw, pulling at her hands with his fingers but he was starting to panic, it was getting harder and harder to get air into his lungs tears blurred his vision. Bug didn't know how to calm Annabelle down when she was like this-- it only ever happened twice in his lifetime the last time it happened he ended up with a broken arm.

Without thinking he kicked her in the knee, which made her loosen the grip she had on his throat he slipped away from her and up against the wall. That was the first time he'd ever hit her or anyone else in the family, so in a weird way it felt kinda good, but he shook himself from his thoughts and looked over to Lily who freaking out. "Look... uh, it's okay. Just go home! Okay?" He was sobbing now, he didn't want Lily to get hurt. It was his fault anyway.

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At that moment he felt like throwing up, Bug curled into himself. Even though he kinda already meant Lily he just shyly waved before putting his hand down. It was odd not feeling the weight of the chain normally around his ankle, but he welcomed the new found freedom-- trying to keep his guard up in case this was just another game to her.

Keeping his eyes to his feet, a bit uncomfortable. He wasn't use to being around people so he didn't know how to act or if he should say anything. Fingers tingled up in his shirt, what was she planning? Or maybe she was just trying to be nice... for once in her life. "...Hi." He stuttered out.

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Falling over from the shove sitting himself back up in the palms of his hands, nodding his head. Looking at the key, he didn't think he'd ever get off the chain-- since it was what kept him locked in the house. "Why are you being so nice? I thought you didn't like me..." He asked with a confused look on his face, she had made it pretty clear that she didn't want him around her friend-- maybe she was going crazy?

Bug has already kinda met Lily, but he wouldn't dare tell Annabelle that she's skin him alive. At this point he was just going to let her do whatever she wanted, he was getting freedom even if it was for a short time and at whatever thing she was planning.

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Was he? No, if he said yes... then she would know something was going on. "No... if I was you'd make sure I wasn't." That was true, she'd do everything in her power to see him helpless. Why did she have to play these weird mind games with him. Did she understand that he was scared of her already ?

It was just a dream, Bug often found himself dreaming of food-- only to wake up to realize it wasn't true and his stomach growing even more. He did have a dream like that, Lily was there she'd given him the leftover salad. Which to most people wouldn't be anything, but it was different for him. Biting his lip, taking a deep breath. Fighting off a panic attack.

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Jolting upright when he hear Annabelle's voice, a shudder ran down his spine. She was the cause of most of his nightmares at night. Did Lily tell one him ? Oh god, he knew he shouldn't of eaten or even spoken to her. Letting his eyes drop to the floor he knew how she was with him looking at her-- he wished she'd just go away, even Peter didn't bother him this much.

It was like she made it her mission in life to make him suffer, he just wanted to back to sleep... just for a little. He was so tired, his whole body ached. Why did her voice sound so soft like she cared even if she was using cuss words, was this another one of her games ? Bug hoped she wasn't going to make him eat something gross or worse... he shook himself from his thoughts before his mind could wander to that dark place.

"Yeah? Did ya' want somethin' ?" Normally she'd make him cook her food or something. Rubbing his eyes, yawning. Moving back a bit so she wasn't breathing down his neck, then again she could just pull him back. Nervously fidgeting with his fingers-- it was a habit he couldn't break given how much shit he was put through everyday.

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Clearing his throat before speaking, it had been a few hours since he'd last called so he thought it would be a good time to call and check up on his lovely daughter and to make sure the boy was staying out of trouble. "Hi, angel! How are you and your friend, Lily doing? Are you having fun." Pausing for a moment to regain his thoughts making sure not to leave out any important details. "Is ah, Bug staying out of trouble?"

He knew sometimes that bug could get a bit out of hand but for the most part he just did what he was told, that didn't stop Adam from worrying that he would ruin everything they worked hard for-- that thing wasn't going to mess up the life they had build. Not if he had anything to do about it.

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Hugging himself tightly raking his fingers through his hair, murmuring to himself. Bug didn't want to look at her-- he knew she was just trying to be nice... But it was dangerous. Last time something like this happened he couldn't walk for a good week until the marks healed on his back and legs, but he craved any kind positive affection which he never got from anyone in the family.

"How can I trust you? You're friends with Annabelle... Why would you wanna be friends with me, I mean Annabelle is better." He'd never had any friends before-- but he was told millions of times that no one would want to be friends with a nothing like him. "They uh, they told me that people can't be friends with a monster." Bug was just repeating what Mr and Mrs. Fray had drilled into his head over the year.

Bug knew he was nothing, a monster. A thing that wasn't good for anything-- that he was lucky they even let him live and stay here. They didn't ask for him but they made the best of it. Thinking they were good people for keeping Bug and giving him another to keep living and all he had to do was a little housework. Shifting his gaze to meet hers, room? He didn't have a room. Besides the closet when Annabelle or peter had friends over, but he slept under the kitchen table.

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Everything happened so fast, No, he wants to say. He screams it in his head, this wasn't good this was wrong if Annabelle or the rest of the family found out he'd be in for a beating of a lifetime. Shuddering at the thought, bags were being pushed into his arms-- talk of food and kind words. Something he hadn't heard in a LONG time, It takes him a moment to realize what Lily was planning.

Almost instantly the color drains from his face, a worried look on his face. Flinching away at her touches, Bug is terrified. His body is aching and trembling, he doesn't know what to do. He's standing with a bag of food gripped between his fingers, almost scared he'll wake up and this wasn't real. When he watches her return with forks, he reaches for it-- the object feels strange in his hands after such a long time. Why was she doing this ? Did she want to get him in trouble ?

Glancing down at the salad then to Lily, looking for permission that this was okay. Even if he knew it was wrong, everything was wrong. But he quickly loses it and starts shoving the food into his mouth, barely chewing before swallowing the bites, the feeling of REAL food were wonderful. This tastes so much better than cold leftovers. He's unaware of the soft moaning sounds he's making, until he looks up at Lily with a full mouth.

Quickly dropping his fork and pushing the plate away, feeling ashamed. His stomach feels sick nervously he picks and pulls at the bottom of his oversized shirt with his head down, "Uh, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it." The fact that he was pleading with her for eating the food-- asking for forgiveness. Bug feels tears stinging in his eyes, guilt washes over him with every passing moment. He starts shaking and tears are sliding down his cheeks. He's scared and so, so desperate. He turns to look in the bathroom, wanting to force his fingers down his throat.

"This is bad... If Annabelle, or-- " He couldn't finishes his sentence he was so overwhelmed, he feels so small and stupid. He has never done something like this before and now he knows why. Why did she have to have such a kind voice. Why did he let her trick him into eating when he wasn't given permission, pushing himself into the corner hugging his knees to his chest. Wiping his eyes, trying to keep quiet he couldn't risk them hearing him, Bug hated himself right now more then ever.

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Swallowing back the fear that was swelling up inside, stomach turning and twisting at the girls voice-- it was so caring. Something he wasn't use to, this is just a bad dream. Wake up, Bug. WAKE UP! his tongue is like lead in his mouth. He opens it to speak feeling sick for a moment, but not a single sound comes out. He can’t say a word. He can barely even move, suddenly, a spike of realization of what she wants from him Bug feels his insides knot up as he chokes out, "Bug..." But the words come out strangled, his throat tightens up making it hard to breath.

Wishing she would just go away, wishing he never opened his mouth. It was better without her finding out about him. It was better for everyone... The urge to smash the back of his head into the wall seems more pleasing right now, at least then he wouldn't have to be here anymore. A few minutes pass by with them just sitting across from each other, Bug is afraid to move-- but slowly he moves from the shadows into the dim light of the kitchen.