#dea-moth

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Dont Worry They Just Tripped

⚠️TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR AND DRUGGING DO NOT DO ANY OF THIS ITS NOT HEALTHY ⚠️

"Come to papa"

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Moth felt so scared that they just turned around and started running again. They had to run as fast as they could. They could see the house was in the distance and they quickly made a sharp left going straight through the forest. Unfortunately where they lived it was the rainy season there were multiple puddles everywhere it was slippery very slippery. They almost slept multiple times so they had to be extra careful they didn't slip knowing what could happen.

Hondo was walking in a moderate place he knew not to waste his energy. It was almost like a movie. He was walking so slow but yet he was approaching so fast with his hands behind his back as he strutted with confidence. It won't end well. Hondo smiled as he watched his child Run for the wind. He knew what he had to do but he didn't want to do it. But things just had to end. Finally once Hondo seized the opportunity he sat back and watched, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

Moth continued to run before they finally slipped. They looked down realizing they were in a big puddle. They tried to get up but they couldn't. They looked behind them and saw a Hondo was holding them by their ankles. He finally got a good grip on them and started dragging them back to the house.Moth trying their best to claw the ground to stop anything to hold on anything so they wouldn't have to go with this crazy man. Finally they tried kicking and screaming. Hondo was getting angry at this time but maybe he could do the punishment right now. He began to think as the house started to approach him it would still be a good 10 minutes till he would get to the house so he decided to enact punishment right now so he wouldn't have to do it later.

" stop kicking or else you'll get punished" Moth continued to kick and scream. It was a very struggling battle before there was Audible crunch and the gut-wrenching pain-filled scream. Hondo had put all his force in his hands to break their ankles. It was very obvious now that their ankles are broken, they were all meshed in a different angle, bruises for beginning to already form Hondo felt the slightest bit of guilt but he knew this was punishment. It was the only way to get them to stay safe to make sure that they wouldn't move. So they would be safe. He didn't like this outcome but he knows how to take care of them at least he hopes he does. Moth continued to scream and cry but when they finally stopped Hondo picked them up gently. He didn't want them to suffer anymore; he had to do what he had to do because he loved them. He gently started moving the hair out of their face, noticing the mud on their outfit because when they slept they got mud all over it.

He made an audible sigh " I'll have to wash this. I'm pretty sure Beatrix has some clothes you can borrow your poor thing" he said as if he wasn't the one that hurt them. He finally walked into the house and looked at Adarna. He smiled and tilted his head. She slowly looked down at the mangled ankles. She was too shocked to say anything. her breathing was very very rigid and she was shaking. Hondo smiled and gingerly approached his wife " don't worry I'm pretty sure I just didn't use the change properly I know you wouldn't do anything R I g h t" he said looking her directly in her eyes smiling he knew that he intimidated her. Adarna tried her best to stabilize her breath, her hands were shaking and she was fidgeting with the silver ring that was around her finger "your right dear,everyone…make mistakes " she said trying to fake a smile. She watched an abject horror as moth was taken away to who knows where mascara is basically dripping down their face at this point.

Hondo pulled out some old splints to straighten out their ankles before pulling out a wheelchair. He had to take care of someone who was sick a while ago. He finally placed them in the wheelchair and looked through some old clothes that Beatrix had. He smiled, placing down the clothes on their lap " now I know it's going to hurt for a while but you're going to be safe I promise I'm doing what's right" he said smiling even though they were just looking down at the clothes at this point. Hondo smiled, tilting his head before he left.

Once Hondo left, the moth looked down at the clothes; they felt hopeless; they were never leaving here; they were going to die here. They were going back to when they were first nice to Hondo. Did he really deserve that harassment… did they know that he would end up like this. At the time they wish they could go back to the past selves and slap them in the face but now they can't they're trapped here in the middle of nowhere. Stuck here to die stuck here to no longer live a normal life to make sure they're always looked after. Maybe they secretly deserve this or maybe they're just crazy.

 

Hondos' room was basically right across from them. He watched Beatrix roll Moth out of their room to get them some food. He tilted his head before he turned to his wife. He knew something was troubling her but he knew that she wouldn't ask him unless it was necessary " what's the matter my dear" Hondo said tilting his head like he usually did it was one of his quirks he couldn't stop it Adarna looked him up directly in his eyes they almost glistened with Madness" what happened to moth's ankles?" Honda Paz for a few seconds before he turned away from his wife, pondering that he turned back to his wife, smiling again, closing his eyes.

" don't worry, they just t r i p p e d" he said with such a demented Joy he walked out again looking at both of his children Beatrix and moth he knew that moth was in the good hands.

Adarna truly knew that some of the likes of tripping couldn't have done something like this but

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They just tripped right?

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This one I not the most proud of but I think I did a good job making sure no one likes Hondo: )

Please don't like Hondo

Beatrix lovegoon belongs to the wonderful @enitysworld

Adarna belongs to the wonderful @nesssblog

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Have you seen them?

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Because I have

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Taped shut

⚠️TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR AND DRUGGING DO NOT DO ANY OF THIS ITS NOT HEALTHY ⚠️

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Moth woke up and stood up as they were rubbing their eyes. They realized something as they were standing and they were no longer in pain. They were right, this was just a dream they rushed downstairs to see their family sitting down happily. Moth ran down the stairs and looked at everyone happily, even the ones that hurt them. Everyone was smiling, everyone was talking to each other. They were finally home their breath was shaky but they were smiling. They felt like crying but knowing that the repercussions would be awful if they did cry in front of their mother. They sat down looking at the amazing breakfast. They looked around and looked at their grandpa, the family member that they missed " Grandpa!" They said with excited voices that finally Grandpa Fishteen turned to his grandchild and smiled, opening his arms up for a hug.

Moth instantly hugged him feeling a sense of comfort that they haven't felt in months they never wanted to let go they couldn't let go. Their Grandpa's hugs were always so warm, so welcoming and so sweet. They missed their Grandpa's embrace. They never wanted to let go. They couldn't let go. They were so happy they were home. They were safe, "Moth?" Moth turned to their grandpa smiling " yes Grandpa?" There was a long pause before they heard the distorted Voice coming from the grandpa " do you feel guilty?" There was a falter smile on Moth's face "what?" There was a dark chocolate coming from their grandpa as they began the tower over Moth. He began to roughly bring them over to him basically bleeding from the mouth the last thing that they saw from their grandpa " you know who did this and yet you followed him you deserve to feel guilty you deserve to feel pain" moth began to hyperventilate looking up at their grandpa remembering when they saw someone attack him and kill him in front of them. Everything was happening so fast they felt so helpless. Their eyes started back and forth as all their family members began to look like their grandpa with a distorted expression.

"IT'S YOUR FAULT BEATRICE "

Moth shot up and they felt tears go down their faces trying to stop the tears they couldn't . they sobbed. They curled up into a ball even though their ankles were still in pain they were bruised practically becoming infected at this point amplifying the pain and amplifying the crying. All they wanted to do was be home with their family, that's what they wanted. They missed everyone, especially their grandpa. They continued to cry before they started to hear footsteps. They were loud, they were thumping, they were intimidating. They knew those footsteps, those dirty Little Footsteps. Hondo Hondo had heard them. They tried their best to make it look like they were now falling asleep. Anything so they wouldn't have to interact with that man they couldn't. They needed to leave and they wanted to see everyone again. But that wouldn't happen because of him. Finally they felt the door Creek open " darling are you okay I heard sobbing" they tried their best to fake sleep but Hondo could see right through it. He stepped forward and gently put them in his lap rocking them back and forth.

For the first time they actually reacted and pushed away Hondo with no hesitation they used all of their strength that they had left in them and pushed him off their bed. There was a pause where there was a buildup. Hondo's face slowly turned from his happy expression that was like a loving father with a sadistic smile turned into an angry cold-hearted sadistic smile. He stood up and turned his neck to the point where there was a crack " you don't need to be so rude to your father you have to be punished" he slowly walked to the dresser that was right by the bed and pulled out a roll of duct tape. He smiled so wide it looked like he was about to cut his cheek open. Moth began to cry even harder at this point they were going to die his smile faded as he started hearing the crying. He walked closer and grabbed them by their cheeks smiling " if you don't stop crying I'll have to use this" he said waving the duct tape in their face. Moth tried their best to stop crying but it was so hard they were so scared and they were still in pain.

Hondo statistic smile turned into a Grimace as he got back on the bed and held them down by the neck " I never wanted to do this" finally he took a piece of the duct tape and cut it off placing it over their mouth the cries were now becoming more and more muffled as Hondo continue to duct tape moth to the bed including their ankles. Moss continued to cry, feeling the pain both emotionally and physically they wanted to cry even more but they had no energy. They just couldn't fight anymore. There was no way for them to even fight; they have been gone for how long at this point. Was anyone even looking for them? They finally fell back asleep. They didn't know if it was because of the pain or because they were just so tired of crying. They finally accepted that they would probably never leave. It was no use, they were just so tired of everything. They just really needed some sleep, they just needed a dream of a better life.

They finally woke up at 9:00 a.m. hearing clanking. They didn't even try to get up at this point even though in the middle of the night Hondo had removed the duct tape for feeling so guilty. They felt so tired they never wanted to wake up. All they wanted to do was sleep and should they sleep or do they not deserve it. Finally they heard footsteps coming closer and closer to the door. These footsteps were light, dainty… it was Adarna….. it was their mother they slowly sat up they looked a lot more tired broken they look like they were just staring at a piece of cardboard. Adarna felt like crying when they saw someone that they genuinely wanted to protect from him, broken Beyond repair. She realized that they would probably never be normal again "Moth I'm so sorry" she tried to stop her tears but it was so hard. Moth just looked at her up and down before smiling  " it's okay Mom you did nothing" mom said in a dull but happy tone. There was a long pause when Adarna's eyes began to grow bigger and bigger " what…. What did you call me" she sounded too shocked to even speak her voice shaky as she covered her mouth.

" I called you what you are, you're my mother" moth said with a smile as they tilted their head. Adarna was too shocked to speak; she didn't want to speak; she never wanted to speak again or hear what she just heard. She truly thought that Moth was Stronger Than This but she knew they would eventually break. She looked away as she felt disappointed she knew that now she was feeling the role that Hondo always wanted. They were becoming the perfect family. This was Hondo's dream. They were following Hondo's dream unintentionally or intentionally they were now the Hondo family. And like the devil Himself once you say his name he appears Hondo smiled gently rubbing her shoulders before walking over to moth and gently putting them in the wheelchair. Adarna went back to looking down and noticed their ankles were discolored and obviously infected. They were going to die if it wasn't going to be treated. But no one Hondo he's going to do it his way he was going to help his family in his way. And that's what scared her. That's what is always scary here. Hondo always did things his way and his way was violent and graphic.

Hondo had finally made them go downstairs and rolled them by Beatrix; he had set up a new TV that was only connected to a specific streaming service. Beatrix had put on a simple children's movie, most likely Disney. Beatrix smiled and began to braid Moth's hair but this time they actually leaned forward so she could do it. Moth was finally a Hondo; they were no longer Moth Fishteen. They were now Moth Hondo. They accepted that their role in the family was to be the youngest child. To be the youngest child. They knew that they would never go home. There was no choice. They might as well accept their fate. They were home. They were home. They were home.

They were home.

They were home.

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Not the best work but my friend gave me the idea and I rolled with it

Beatrix lovegoon belongs to the beautiful-@enitysworld

Adarna belongs to the amazing-@nesssblog