Fronnie: Passion and Flame

Chapter 26: Bailey's Nightmare

(There is a difference between Clyde and Ben that I didn't even realize that I was reusing the same character. Originally I made Clyde and Red to be Toy Freddy and Bonnie but I accidentally reused that character for Tyler and Ben. I fixed it earlier but think of Red and Clyde as the phantom Freddy and Bonnie or as nightmare Freddy and Bonnie. Anyway, I fixed it to the best of my ability in "Company Camping" and "The Lodge"  chapters. Above here is Tyler and Ben concept art. Sexy.)
(Shoutout to @ch3bob and @choko2007 for the chapter ideas and comments :))) thank you guys!!! Enjoy the early chapter!!!)

Bonnie POV

"You fucking disgrace! You can't do anything right!!" My mother screamed at me as she held my report card in her hand. "You're failing every single class!! Why can't you just fucking do your work like your toollld!" Her words were slurring now. She was almost never sober. SLAM! Dad was home. He trudged through the front door and found mom and me in the living room.

"Why the fuck are you yelling whore!?" He shouted as he continued his path towards my drunken mother.

"Bailey is failing every class and the school won't get off my ass about it! What if the CPS people coooome here again!? After that stunt Spring pulled at school with the GODDAMN GUIDANCE COUNSELOR!!!" She threw an empty bottle of booze against the chipped walls of our home. It shattered into a thousand little pieces as I jumped in fright. My father grabbed me by the throat and used his strength to suffocate me,

"I SWEAR TO GOD BAILEY!! You poor excuse of a daughter!" I was always a boy, but they did not recognize me as such. They used to dress me up like the daughter they always wanted. IM NOT A GIRL I'M A BOY!!

"I'm not a girl-- dad please stop!" I muttered through painful suffocation.

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF MY BROTHER!!!" Spring shouted as he broke a bottle over top my fathers head. He fell to the ground and dropped me onto the pieces of sharp green glass. The glass pierced my thin skin. I couldn't move, I only saw red.

Later I woke up in my bed, bandages covering my legs, arms, torso, and part of my face. Spring sat on the edge of my bed covering up his own wounds. He always took care of me first then he took care of himself, no matter what.

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I sat in the purple bedroom my aunt and uncle on my mothers side had painted for me. 7 years after Spring and I were abandoned on the side of the interstate, we were adopted by our loving Aunt Gayle and Uncle Carl, and ever since then I've never had to come home afraid.

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I sat in class, the hours seemed to feel longer and longer everyday. Using my pencil, I scribbled little doodles all over my desk, the teacher temporarily stepped out of the classroom to deal with a smoking issue, and that's when things took a turn for the worse. Unfortunately, this is the one class where I'm surrounded by bigot pricks who found out about my past and now use it against me.

"Hey, Bailey~ How are you today!" They said in an annoying sing-songy voice. I paid them no attention, which was my first mistake. Angrily, they grabbed me by the hair and slammed my face onto the desk, blood trailed from my nose.

"Fuck--" Was all I managed to get out, my 16 year old body was still weak after all this time. My parents were right about me. Damn. They always called me weak but really? Bleeding after one hit? Shit. The leader of bigot posse whipped up the blood off my face using his finger before licking it off. His greasy mullet smelled of weed and dirt.

"Your blood tastes like disappointment, Bailey!"

"That's not my fucking name!" I spat in his face and he recoiled in disgust. He wiped off the spit and pulled out a pocket knife. He pressed the knife into my arm and began to carve his initials in my arm knowing that I won't go to the police or the school office. Not like they would do anything anyway. After he finished that he forced his lackeys to kick and pummel me until I was curled up on the floor writhing in agony.