TW: Swears, Gore, Slurs, (Mentions of) abuse and rape, manipulation and mentions of William.
(A/N: Future chapters will be angsty all bc of a thought I had 😹(this also contains a lot of timeskips sorryy))
Evan's POV:
I woke up and noticed Gregory was naked and sitting there, just... staring.
"Uhh... Greg? Are you okay?" I asked, pretty scared. I tried moving my hand but realized it was tied to the bed frame.
"W-what are you?-"
He hummed, "You see, my plan was to fuck you but I've just decided that you aren't worth it. I mean... look at you. Your so pale, your eyes are freaky and different colors and, please take all offence, your really.. feminine." Gregory point out, looking at me up and down judgingly, voice dripping with disgust.
"Stop..."
"Hah! You look so feminine you might as well be a tranny!" He added, not letting me get anytime to speak.
"I don't know why I caught feeling for your ass. If I could rewind time, I would."
"N-no... you don't mean any-" I stuttered.
"I mean EVERYTHING I'm saying Evan. I kinda wished I never fucked your gay ass. I'd be better off with Elizabeth." He giggled.
"Stop. Please, stop! Gregory- y-you... you don't really mean this do you?" I questioned, shaking.
He laughed then harshly slapped me, "of course I do fag!"
"NO YOU FUCKING DON'T!" My voice shaky and vision blurry.
Another harsh slap.
"FUCK YOU GREGORY!-"
Gregory's POV:
I woke up, groaning. I opened my eyes and saw Evan, the sun reflecting on his skin just looked so-
He shifted away from me, mumbling.
I look at the clock, it's only five in the morning. Then I remembered, school. I sighed and stood up, dragging my feet on the floor while walking to his closet.
Opening it, I rummaged through them in hopes of finding good clothing for school. Evan's mumbling was getting louder and they almost sounded like pleas. "Stop. Please, stop! Gregory...-"
I instantly perked up. Me? What about me?
I quickly pulled out clothes that peeked my interest and shut the closet door, rushing towards Evan's side.
"Ev? Evvvyyy...~ Evan! Evan wake up!" I grabbed his hands. They were shaking, he was hot and sweating like crazy.
"Evan, who ever the fuck is talking to you, their just bullshiting you and talking nonsense so they can break you. Don't believe them. It's just a nightmare. It's fake, their fake." He seemed to calm slightly but was still shifted around a lot.
"Your lying...! Your just...-" he mumbled, brows furrowing. "EVAN! Wake up!"
He sprung up, panting. His eyes frantically searching the room. His eyes landed on his hand, which he yanked away from my grasp, scooting away.
I frowned, "Are you okay?" I questioned. He eyed me before shaking his head, "No. Y-you were... saying mean things to me!"
I scoffed, "I'd rather kill myself than ever shit talk you."
His eyes sparkled with joy, "R-really!?" He stuttered, I'm guessing from happiness. I laughed, ruffling his hair, "Of course I'm serious."
He giggled, leaning into my touch before randomly stopping, "D-don't actually do it though!"
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