Welll... short but sweet. Enjoy. [LittlEm]

He was a monster in the darkness of his own limbo, with thoughts too confusing to place side by side. Freddy couldn't stand it. The unbearable nature of his time alone in limbo with the urges inside him raging and needing for their release. Freddy was furious that he had no idea what was bothering him so and what his monster needed. For it was an unknown feeling and he could not place it.

Meanwhile Juliet pondered everything she possibly could before the lights would become needed and her body would succumb to the sleep that it desired. She would ask him to show her his past, his real past…

Juliet drifted off into slumber only moments after coming to that conclusion and Freddy was waiting for her- but sat upon her desk and not her bed.

" MY Past? You want to know about it… the truth of it huh? You better fucking brace yourself Juliet…"

And with that Juliet was whisked into a flashback to Freddy's childhood- and indeed how he came to be… The Asylum with his mother, being locked away for an entire summer with a hundred maniacs. The life and the torture of school, the abusive stepfather, the daughter. Juliet was presented and shown everything with Freddy unseen but forcing her to see everything that he'd gone through. Finally she was forced to feel some of the heat from the fire that burnt him.

She shouted and screamed for him to take it away as the fire licked at her ankles- yet she was too overwhelmed to realise she was not even being singed because it was an illusion- yet Freddy removed it anyway.

" Did you really fucking want to feel, see all that eh sweetheart? Because it's not fucking pleasant."

"You… you've been through so much, it's not wonder you ended up like you did. I mean Jesus… you really just needed someone to care… to love and pay attention. It's what everyone needs isn't it?"

" I don't think even that could have ever fucking prevented the monster that's obviously within me…" They both stopped and thought, whether the other knew what the person facing them was thinking- they both thought.

Could it have all been prevented? The Monster Didn't Think So.