DSAF's (And Dialtown) Oneshots And Insanity

To be Stuck (Dave and Henry)

AN- Had an idea, what if Henry hadn't done brain surgery on Dave? How would he ever force him to continue among the path?
Well, I made this angsty thing-

Warnings
Violence
Abuse
Light gore
Lots of trauma
Claustrophobia

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'Breathe
Just breathe.'

He thought over and over, curled into a ball in the small closet that had become his jail.

'Think of grass
Think of the sun.
Think of the light.'

He tried to convince himself he was outside, his eyes shut very tightly as tears gathered in his eyes.

He could almost hear Henry's voice, taunting, laughing, and feel his harsh fist hitting his skin.

"If you would've just listened..."
He heard Henry say, remembering the knife in his hand.
"If you would just, be GOOD."

He sobbed remembering the knife digging into his arm, cutting up tendons and possibly an artery as Dave had screamed in pain, only to be covered by a hand that cut off all air circulation.

His arm now bandaged up, him praying and hoping it would heal properly.

He couldn't, h-he couldn't do it!
He couldn't do what he wanted, to... t-to torture someone just like Henry had done to Dee all those years ago.
He looked at the fear and pain in their eyes... and saw the truth.

He lied to Henry he would, waiting till he left to let the children run free
They were too exhausted to remember, and too drugged.
They would forget it the next day, which half of him wished they wouldn't.

... wished they would be able to tell someone about the pizzaria hell. Even if he went to jail, or back to the streets... anything was better then this, at least Henry wouldn't... wouldn't hurt him, and others.

Now he was trapped and alone, his breathing only getting quicker
It was too close, he hated this closet-

Hehatedithehatedit-

... He still envied the children funny enough.
Cause, at least most of them... had people looking for them.
Had people who would care if they were hurt or died.

He had no one... his parents threw him away like he was worse then garbage. Every family member he could find looked at him in disgust, hurting him, beating him, ignoring him, or threatening him.

Henry was the one person who ever seemed to care about him... but he knew the truth well now.

He never cared. It was all fake, an illusion...

He was only a pawn, a slave chained by emotions and desperation to this god forsaken place.

... but now that he knew the truth, he was chained by something a bit more literal. A shock collar, that any time he left any part of this place it'd shock him unconscious, only to be carried back inside by Henry, and punished greatly.

He shook remembering last time, his leg still having the intense scars, and back still covered in badly healed lacerations.

He noticed his healing had been slowing down... maybe it was the lack of his usual strong desire to live? Lack of hope?

... all he knew is he wished to be let go.
To be free.

He hated how closed in he felt.

A bird in a cage... that's all he was.

He heard Henry open the door, curling more into himself.

"... Ready for your next punishment?"

He didn't answer, knowing his response would make no difference.

He saw the pipe in hand, closing his eyes, ready for it to hit him hard on the head.

His skull split.

His screams drowned out by maniacal laughter, and the blood gurgling in his throat. He felt his consciousness fade.

He was stuck. Stuck between freedom and manipulation

... and all he could do was hope one day that would change.

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AN- ... So uh yeah, dark-
This is sort of up to interpretation endings, if anyone would like to make an ending to this then they could-

Sorry for darkness- hope you all enjoyed!