⚠︎Tʜᴇ Aᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ⚠︎ Inanimate Insanity (Old)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 8: 𝙸 𝙷𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄

Warning ⚠️: Abuse, Language, blood.

Flashback

Paintbrush's kid Pov

"PAINTBRUSH, GET YOUR ASS RIGHT HERE NOW!!!"

Ms. Torch probably was mad, or drunk...

"What do you want, miss" I ask.

She threw a beer bottle at me, as the glass shattered, there was blood, and it wasn't hers..

"Ow-" I got interrupted by her.

"Shut up and stop being a baby, your dad is going to be back home in an hour, clean this house and hide my beer bottles, okay?" She instructed me.

"Okay, ma'am." I say.

When she left I was about to clean up before I got teleported to somewhere else.

"Woah! You look beat up, I'll just put make up that blends in with your color so no one notices." Mephone said.

"Oh- okay? But where am I?" I ask.

"This is a game show called 'Inanimate Insanity' and you're in it!" He cheered.

"..at least I'm away from her now.." I mumbled.

"What was that?" He asked me.

"Nothing!" I responded.

Next morning

Flashback ends

Paintbrush's Pov
I woke up immediately, and went to the bathroom.

I locked the door behind me so Fan couldn't see, I took off my coat, which I usually don't do because I feel uncomfortable without it.

I look at my scars and I sigh

I can't show anyone this, everyone would judge me off of these scars...

All of a sudden I looked into the bottom cabinet, and took out my pocket knife, for some reason I just started cutting myself.

Why am I doing this? I'm not even trying to get addicted to this, but why am I doing this then?

You're not doing this.. I am.

And why?

So you get addicted and so I can get you weak enough to the point where it'll be easy for me to control..

Why am I even talking to you, you're just a monster.

But you are too, can't you see? We both were meant to be a team. You have anger issues, and a lot of people avoid you for a reason. They're scared of you, just like me. We're both alike in ways you don't know.

You're wrong, I'm not a monster, they just don't like.. talking to me.

Some people don't like me either, see what I'm saying? We both can be there for each other, I know your mom wasn't there for you..

She was never my mom in my life, she was only been a pain in my life, and how do you know?

I've seen you before, you just disappeared, mom was a pain to me too, and she left us in an asylum, and now I'm this, my real name is Brushy, I was named after you, mom didn't miss you, she said she was glad you were gone, but I wasn't, I was upset at her for hating you, so I hated her, one day I lashed out, and I escaped that hell, and I came to find you, but I attacked other people along the way because they accused me of being a monster.

I'm sorry, you aren't a monster, I just misunderstood, but does that mean you're my sibling?

Yes I am. I'll stop making you cut yourself now.

Then, I stopped cutting myself.

Thanks

No problem, I'll try to help you instead of killing you, and please don't try to kill yourself, your friends and I couldn't bare for you to go.

Okay.

(A/N: please give me time to make more pages. My body has started to go against me again, I didn't get much sleep today either but I'm still looking forward to getting more pages done! Remember to sleep, take care of yourself, and stay positive!)

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