Darko's Adopted Kid (Adopted by Dawko) ★

★ CHAPTER 5 - Awoken ★

(Ḓ̶̀Ă̶̪Ř̵̪K̴͖̄O̵̞̒'̷͔̇S̷̗̓ POV)

…

Oh my god.

After so many months…

I had awoken and finally got back control of this body.

Lewis is not a very strong fighter, haha!

I looked around the room I was in. It was Lewis’ living room that was also simultaneously his kitchen. I was sitting down on the sofa and the TV was on with some kind of show playing that I could care less about. Seriously, what does this man think he’s preventing by watching the bloody television!? There were tears that were drying on my face and I wiped them away. They weren’t my tears, they were Lewis’ pathetic tears. That man gets far too emotional at times… but me? I don’t like it. God.

On the table that was in front of the sofa, there were two empty glass mugs and a glass dish next to them. Lewis must have drank two cups of tea and had some crumpets. I love tea and crumpets. That’s one of my favorite things to do actually, is prepare some tea and crumpets. I really really love tea. I love being able to put water into a kettle, let it heat up, pour it into a glass mug, add the tea bag that gives it flavor, and then let the tea cool down so that I’m not burning myself like the pizzerias in those Five Nights at Freddy’s games that Lewis loves with his whole heart, and then drink the tea. Tea is absolutely lovely and I love tea with my whole soul (if I have one). And then crumpets. Oh my gosh, crumpets! Perfect. Absolutely amazing. I love crumpets. I love putting crumpets into the toaster so they can toast and become fantastic. Tea and crumpets are the best thing ever. British people are great. I am British.

…

Okay, I need to stop going on about tea and crumpets. But do know that I love them with my entire soul.

It felt like forever since I was last in control of Lewis' body. The last time I had control was in May which was about four months ago. That time was great, I killed someone. I broke into their Alton Towers lodge, had a bit of a fist fight and kick fight with them first, then I pulled out my knife which horrified them. The poor person was backed against a wall, they were so much weaker than I was which made them have no chance. Then I stabbed them and carried them out to the hot tub to which I made them some lovely tea and crumpets. Quite funny when I look back at it. I love messing with people!

But times have passed. I've been asleep in a dark void for months, my consciousness could sense a vague feeling, like there was a constant weight on my body holding me down in that void, depleting me of my energy and forcing me to sleep. However certain mentions would trigger something that would make that weight lift and eventually that weight would disappear and I'd be awake.

Like I am right now.

Now taking my place in that void is Lewis. Poor Lewis in the void again. But Lewis gets to spend years awake and I only get to spend like, what, a few days to a week or so awake? It's unfair. I never actually chose to be in his mind, he was the one that made me. During that little skit of his with his friends about a year ago at Alton Towers. God, that was so fun. Self control was such a difficult thing but we managed. And now that skit is on YouTube where everyone thinks Lewis had such good acting skills or that I, Darko, was such a cool character.

They'd never know the truth.

They'd never know how much I wanted to actually plunge that knife into that pink haired tadpole's throat. I got to experience killing someone a few months ago but it was a random person and in all honesty didn't feel as great as when I was around Lewis' friends. I want to see his friends genuinely cry as they are betrayed by a man that they thought was one of their best friends. I want to hold his friends hostage, I want to torture them and then give them a false sense of hope and security before I kill them.

But I know Lewis wouldn't be happy about that at all. He sobbed for practically days over killing a stranger, feeling such a horrible guilt. And then when he found out that that stranger had a child, he completely broke down.

I was asleep in the void the entire time but I could hear him every now and then. Surprisingly I felt kinda bad too, I didn't know they were a parent.

If Lewis was so distraught over killing a stranger, I can't imagine what he'd be like if he killed one of his best friends.

I giggled thinking about that. Enough of my thoughts now. I got up from the sofa and wandered around the house because I swear there was someone else here with him. Checking every room and finding nothing, I eventually made it to the last two rooms which was Lewis' office and the spare room across from it which was like… a storage room, I think?

Opening the door to his office, I glanced inside and found no one but entered anyway and looked at the wall behind his chair at his gaming desk. There were two tall red shelves on each side of the white wall that was covered in art and photographs and what I was looking for.

Five Nights at Freddy's masks.

There was Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the bunny, Chica the chicken, and Foxy the pirate. These were the exact masks his friends wore in that skit last year.

I grinned as I examined the plastic masks. They would be useful if I tried to do something to his friends again.

Carefully, I placed the masks back onto the wall and exited Lewis' office. There was still one more room I had to check which was the room directly across from the office.

I put my hand on the door handle and opened the door expecting to see either a closet of Lewis' clothes or storage containers and boxes, I couldn't quite remember what was in here.

But what I saw was nothing I expected.

There was a bed, a desk, a wardrobe, a suitcase and a shelf that was on the wall. It was another bedroom…?

My eyes widened, there was someone in the bed. There was… a child sleeping in the bed!?

When the fuck did Lewis have a child!? Have I really been asleep for THAT long? And they looked like they were around ten or eleven. What…? No. What?

Where the hell… What!?

I carefully approached the sleeping child. I've never been around children before, I have a general understanding of what they are like but I've never actually been near one before… This was odd for me.

They looked so peaceful while sleeping. There was a thick soft blanket covering their body while their head rested on a simple pillow. They were so… small. Or maybe I was just really tall.

Looking at them, I reached out a hand and gently brushed some of their hair out of their face. I quickly retracted my hand when they started to stir within their sleep. I wonder what their name is… And I wonder where they came from. They were an older kid, I can't imagine they were like, you know, born to Lewis… I really don't know what a better term is.

They must be adopted.

But what made Lewis adopt a child!?

I've made my decision, I won't hurt them but why did he think it was a good idea to adopt a child when he knew there was an impulsive and hostile entity that he created living within his mind?

Giving them a quick pat on the head, I left the room and went to the kitchen to prepare a cup of tea and think about everything currently happening.

I guess it's time to attempt being a father…?

Not the role I wanted but oh well.