Nightmare POV:
I sat there, staring at my hands. My stomach twisting and turning. I was not in physical pain but more mental pain. I am not sure why WF's words had made me feel so upset. But I was sure that something in there was targeted at me. The tears that had previously stung at my eyes disappeared, my eyes now only filled with a strong sense of hatred. I saw this as a battle, and I refuse to lose. I never lose and I don't plan on losing any time soon. And so I get up and smooth out my dress. I stop as I see my reflection in the rear-view mirror. My face looked more empty than usual, more tired. When I was younger I was full of life, and then I met WF, I decide that he is to blame. I bring out my right arm, ignoring the pain, and open the car door. I bring up a polite smile onto my lips and begin to walk to the front door. I can't believe I actually felt the need to cry a couple of seconds earlier, the thought would have never even crossed my mind when I was younger. So no doubt, this was WF's fault. He made me feel vulnerable, and vulnerability had made me weak. So how about it WF, let's play a fun little game of chess. But I wonder if you'll ever realise that you are not my opposition. No, you are merely a pawn, too blind to see what is truly going on around you.
When I reach the door I realise how many people had actually arrived. O̶u̶r̶ My living room had been filled with the faces of people I didn't know. Each one of them engaging in friendly chatter. I stood there for a second scanning around the room and slightly jumped when I felt someone grab onto me.
"Nightmare!" Cora's voice called out me, "Where have you been? It's so great to be back, you know! This party is just great, all of my favourite people are here!" I nod at her and give her a small smile. Sorry Cora, this is not your party anymore, this is my battlefield. "Oh here let me introduce you to some people!" And every battle needs soldiers.
Good luck WF, let the best person win.
A/N:
Wrote this a long time ago and decided I needed to publish something sooo
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the mold-soot family lore
Randombecause wf left me for a dog and elmo very badly written (the photo is me when i was like five btw)