𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐓|𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐲𝐥𝐞 [𝟐] [Discontinued]

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝟭𝟭~𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙈𝙚𝙨𝙨

Warnings: Mature Language, Crying, Mentions of Rape, Manipulation, Scheming, Drug Addiction, Trauma, Hallucination, Implications of Rape/ Sexual Assault, Death Mentioned, Blood, Violence.

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𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞? 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐛? 𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬...𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭~𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬-𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐯

𝗠𝘆 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻, where was I? All I saw was darkness. "Ah, you're awake." A familiar voice commented, I suddenly realised my hands were bound together, the voice sounded like her- Joan. "J-Joan?" I stuttered out, she tutted, "What have we spoken about?" Her voice sternly asked. "Miss Ferguson? Where am I? What's going on?" I questioned frantically, she let out a long sigh. "Allow me to show you something." Ferguson stated, lifting the blindfold from my eyes.

I was trapped in a dark room- it felt like an abyss. "What if I don't want to?" I challenged. "You don't have much choice. I own you right now." She darkly told me, stroking my face with her leather glove. I didn't say a word, I felt trapped, I had to learn to be quiet. "Mandy Moo Moo, you've not forgotten about me have you?" Jacs sternly spoke to me, suddenly Joan disappeared and I was left all alone with her.

"Why don't ya come to ya nanny Jackie?" She cooed. I squirmed in my seat, "No..No.." I trailed off in a panic. "Ritchie? Baby? Wake up for me." My girlfriend's voice echoed. My eyes bolted open and I sat up, panic running through my veins. "Hey, Mand, ya okay?" Franky softly said, her arms wrapped around me, she rubbed my back. "She...She was there." I stuttered to my girlfriend, shaken to say the least. Jacs actions haunted me frequently, I often had nightmares of Jacs showing me what Lola could become or memories of what Jacs did to my mum.

"Who? Who was there baby?" She asked me gently, her grip was still gentle around me. Franky's eyes met mine, "J-Jacs..." I croaked out, I took a deep breath and allowed Franks to wipe my eyes. "Sorry baby, uh.. She..." I stumbled over my words. "Hey, pretty girl, it's okay. Ya don't have ta tell me anythin' if ya ain't ready." Franky assured me, I laid back on the bed and pulled Franks down with me. Her presence comforted me majorly and I suddenly relaxed around Franky.

"Lola wasn't there when Jacs raped my mum, so she doesn't get what I went through." I'd began to state. "It must've been tough, I'm sure she knows that it was tough for ya. Listen Ritchie, this shit just takes time ta heal from. In time it'll-" Franky tried to assure me, shuffling closer towards me and wrapping her arms around me once more. I pressed my lips against hers, "Thank you." I cut her off gently.