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Flaky didn't remember leaving the house, but she knew she did. Somehow. And Flippy hadn't caught her leaving. But what she really didn't remember was… how she got into this bed. Her vision was blurry, but she soon came into realization that she wasn't in the house she and Flippy shared, and she wasn't passed out on a bench somewhere in the middle of the town. Infact, as her vision became more clear, she realized this room seemed rather… familiar. And the smell.

Her eyes grew wide, and she gasped, sitting up straight. This was Splendid's house. And she was laying in his bed. His bed. His bed. Flaky's cheeks turned bright red at this. Her mother had always taught her that it wasn't proper to hang around in some guy's room. None the less hang out in his bed. Or sleep in it. Oh god, why. Her mind began to race with thoughts of what could have happened. Was she….? No. Of course not. Splendid wasn't desperate.

"Flaky!" A voice called, causing the girl to jump. Splendid walked into the room, wearing a smile. He was carrying a tray of freshly made bread and soup. "Oh! You're awake! Great!" He immediately set the tray down on his desk, rushing to Flaky's side, sitting on the edge of his bed, next to her. He grabbed her hands. Flaky squeaked. "How are you feeling?" He asked, his eyes bright.

"D-dizzy. I feel dizzy. And my head hurts." Splendid's eyes softened. Though, the smile faltered. "A-anyways, how did I get here…?" Flaky asked, dumbfounded.

Splendid sighed. "I was going for a walk, and I just happened to see you. You were running, and you ran into me, in fact, you knocked me to the ground… and you lost consciousness. You seemed to be injured, so I brought you back home."

Flaky's face reddened further, and she glanced down. Really? That really happened? She blacked out in front of Splendid? Oh god, how embarrassing! She squeezed her eyes shut. "I-I'm sorry…" She mumbled, glancing away. Splendid shook his head. "No, no, it's quite alright. But, what happened, Flaky? Why were you running?"

Flaky's eyes widened in fear, remembering how Flippy slapped her around senseless. The girl hadn't realized this, but she was starting to shake her head frantically, clutching at the sides of her face, pulling her hair, until she felt Splendid's soft hands placed over top of her own, stopping her from shaking her head so frantically. "Flaky…" He cooed.

Flaky only shook her head once again, squeezing her eyes tightly, as if it would make her disappear. "I-I…." She stuttered.

"Is it… about Flippy? What did he do, Flaky?" Splendid asked calmly, yet firmly, a serious expression etched on his face. Full of concern.

That was it. Flaky couldn't answer. But the way she broke into tears, and flung her arms around his neck, burrying her head into the curve of his shoulder, Splendid would have to know that was the answer. Yes, indeed it was about Flippy. And how other could she get these wounds? She was clumsy, but not that clumsy…

Splendid sighed, knowingly. He wrapped his arms around her, patting and rubbing her back, trying to comfort her. Her sobs slowed down, until only hiccupping could be heard. "You really shouldn't be with him, Flaky… he causes so much trouble. And look how you look…" He whispered, referring to the bruises and cuts along her body. In which he had cleaned and bandaged while she was unconscious.

"I-I know… b-but I can't…"

"Why not?"

"B-because…. I love him…." She mumbled, that last part even more quieter than her previous words. She really did. Or, well, she thought she did. Sometimes, she felt as if she was forced to believe that she loved him. Unless she wanted to die. And besides, Flaky and Flippy were in love without a hit and run in the previous months… she really wanted to love him, she did, but it was hard. Her love for him was on and off, a lot of the time. Flaky was just a scaredy cat now. But she had a reason to be afraid.

Splendid pulled out of the hug to look at her with doubtful eyes. "Do you?"

Flaky's heart jumped in her chest. "Y-….yes…." She stuttered.

"Even if he beats you senseless?

Flaky swallowed. She couldn't very well answer that. No, she hated it when he beat her. It was horrible. But he was sweet… when he wanted to be… "I don't feel well." Flaky answered, retreating from the hug, and flopping her head back onto the pillow, grabbing a handful of the blankets, pulling them over her head, and turning her back on Splendid, so he wouldn't be able to see the tears coming to her eyes.

Splendid gently touched her shoulder. "C'mon, Flaky… do you really love him?" Flaky didn't answer, only held her breathe. She didn't like it when Splendid saw her crying, even though he had not to long ago.

"I wanna sleep for a while… leave me alone." She said stubbornly after a moment. Splendid rolled her eyes, but smiled. He loved that stubborn attitude of hers. It was adorable. "Fine. But give it some thought, you should really leave him… I mean, you deserve someone so much better. Someone who won't shove you around the house."

The girl could feel the weight on the bed where Splendid once sat disappear. But he wasn't gone. Flaky could feel his presence hovering over her. But she didn't really mind. He wouldn't hurt her. She could trust him. "I'll leave the food on the desk. You can eat it when you get hungry." Splendid mumbled after a moment. After that, Flaky could hear the floor boards creak underneath his feet, walking out of the room.

He had a point. She did deserve someone better. But she couldn't break up with Flippy… she didn't want to die yet. She didn't want to die at all!

It was official. Life sucks.