Stolen Sweetheart. ~Ethan winters x fem! Reader~

The Bakers

"Oh come on, don't die on us now you two.."

You slowly opened your eyes.

"You both have work to do!"

A female voice says, then it gets dark again.

You woke up to a disgusting stench, a smell nobody could live in.

You slowly look around, then you see.

"Ethan?"

Your voice still gone from what happened.

Ethan turned to you, his eyes lighting up. Then he gets serious again.

"Where are we? What the hell?"

"Rise and shine sleepyheads! It's time for supper!"

A woman who looked to be in her 40s says.

"Who are all you people? Where is Mia?"

You said, looking around the dimmed room.

The woman pointed at Ethan's plate.

"Eat it, it's good!"

Ethan's face turned when he saw the plate.

"Dumb son of a bitch wouldn't know good if it hit him!"

A boy threw his plate at Ethan's face.

"Lucas!!"

The old woman said.

Just as you opened your mouth to say something, the old man took his knife and cut Lucas's hand off.

'what the fuck.' you thought to yourself.

"Goddamn old man, not again,"

Lucas said.

"Again?"

You said quietly.

Then the old man starts to walk over to you and Ethan.

"Get out of the way, Marguerite!"

He went to Ethan.

"That boy's got to eat! He got to have his supper. Come here, boy. Let's do this, come on."

He took a piece of god knows what off of the plate and shoved it into his face.

"Get off of him!"

You shouted.

He ignored you and continued shoving food into Ethan's face.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit—he's not eating it. Jack!"

The woman whose name is Marguerite yelled.

"Shut the hell up, Marguerite!"

Jack said, this time grabbing a knife.

Your eyes widened. What was he going to do with Ethan?

"I made that for him!"

She kept yelling and jumping around.

"Get the hell outta here!"

Jack pointed the knife at her.

"You're a son of a bitch!"

She said, running out.

"Such a healthy relationship."

You muttered under your breath, and somehow Jack heard.

"What did you say, girl?"

Fear filled your body.

"N-nothing..!"