A/N Hey sorry it's been soooooo long, but anyways there has been A LOT happening right now in my life... So enjoy!
We made it back to the dollhouse safely, with T only suffering a twisted ankle from when he tripped over one of the butchers that had been shot, obviously by one of the freedom fighter groups. I, unlike T, suffered a bullet through the shoulder and being hit in the head with a baseball bat: twice. And the personalities have decided between themselves, might I add, that they would like to have more of a say.
I told T to stay in the treatment room as I slipped into one of the doctors. I managed to bandage up my shoulder as much as I could but it was hard because the doctor decided to give up on me and l kept slipping back into Bobby.
T and I,
We,
I didn't,
Did you tell him that,
How hard is it to be on my side?
I'm always on your s…,
Never listening…
Always interrupting…
Shut up!
Decided to stay in the relative safety of the dollhouse. It would be better than above ground because of the unexplained wipes. And I am definitely not going to be a dumb-show again.
As I lay back down in my old pod, it felt really eerie being back in it, I realized that I hadn't given T anywhere to sleep. I thought that the kid would have been smart enough to figure it out. I was right, except for the fact that when I woke up T was in the same pod as me, and if this is the right word, snuggled right up next to me.
"T what the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked him an expression of shock on my face. No one had ever wanted my company at night. Well, as far as all of me chose to remember.
"I got lonely all by myself in the other bed so I came here." T said, looking up at me with big, innocent eyes.
"T, you do realize that when I'm asleep I have little or no control over the personalities. I could have killed you. What were you thinking?!" I could feel myself getting angry. This meant that they were going to take over.
"I'm sorry… Alpha I just didn't think you'd be that angry about it."
"Of course I'm angry T I could have killed you.
You idiot what were you thinking.
I don't know why I don't kill you right here!
You should there's nothing holding you back, he's just another mouth to feed.
Scram you little brat. Go. Get out. Go!" T scrambled out of the pod as fast as he could.
"No T, wait come back, that wasn't me, well it was… but… T… Come back!"
It was useless. I sighed, this was going to be the hardest time of my life. Why would the kid even trust me? Was I not the one who slashed his Father's face and Whiskey's just so my one sided fascination with Echo could exist? Even in doll state I was twisted. It seemed like I couldn't do anything right. No matter how hard I tried.
So yeah, this chapter was really just about Alpha losing the 'grip' I suppose you could say, on his imprints. Hope you enjoyed!
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