Untrustworthy Sins

Chapter 4: A Switch On Perspective

(WARING! THIS COMPLAINS BLOOD, KNIVES, SWEARING, AND SU1C1D4L IMPLICATIONS)

Amnesia holds her stomach, coughing up blood

Amnesia: S-Shit... this isn't good...

Amnesia limped out  the circus tent, it drawing everyone's attention. She's still trying to maintain her human appearance although it was almost impossible to remain due to her energy draining constantly without stop

SMG4: Amnesia, are you ok? You look terrib-

Amesia: DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M OKAY!?

Amnesia snapped at the SMG4 crew, clearly just pissed that she got stabbed by her enemy.

Tari: Are you sure? Your bleeding out!

Tari reaches out to grab Amnesia's shoulder before Tari's hand was slapped away harshly, that's sure to leave a mark.

Amnesia: DON'T TOUCH ME! I DON'T NEED H-HELP- I-I'M... coughing  going back home...

Without another word, Amnesia leaves, heading off to PuzzleVision Studios.

After a long walk, she weakly swings the door open, leaning against the wall to support her weight, her blood paints the walls as she limps to her foster father's office as her human form finally subsides

Amnesia: Stupid stupid STUPID! How am I beaten by that little PUNK?! Fuck... this hurts like hell... I need to be stronger... I need to make my foster dad proud... he's all I have left for someone... Loving me unconditionally...

Amnesia opens the door to Mr. Puzzles Office, barely having any energy left to talk, she instead knocks on the wall

Mr. Puzzles: Amnesia! You're ba- HOLY HELL WHAT HAPPENED!?

Amnesia: Just... fix me up first...

Mr Puzzles: Sigh Of course deary... Let's get you cleaned up...

Later...

Amnesia was snacking on a human arm while sitting on a table, bandages wrapped around her torso as she was curled up in a towel, Mr Puzzles was currently sewing back up Amnesia's shirt and cleaning out her blood stains

Mr. Puzzles: So... what happened?

Amnesia: I got stabbed in the stomach by SMG3... But I also stabbed him back! He looked like he was put through a meat grinder when I was done with him! Hahahaha!

Amnesia laughs out loud, finishing the severed arm and licking her fingers clean

Mr. Puzzles: Still, you could've died! The torso holds holds your heart, the very thing keeping you alive. Your torso regenerates INCREDIBLY slow unless treated. Amnesia, YOU COULD HAVE DIED!

Amnesia: Well if I died, it was great serving you boss!

Amnesia didn't seem to care that she almost died, she gets up and grabs her fixed shirt and puts it back on.

Amnesia: Well, back to the Showgroun-

Mr. Puzzles: No.

Amnesia: Wait, what do you mean NO??? Who's going to make sure the crew doesn't break out of their hypnosi-

Mr. Puzzles: I will, but for now, you're resting.

Amnesia: But-

Mr. Puzzles: You're resting, that's final. I'll take care of you... and the crew...

Amnesia doesn't even argue back, she'd know it be useless to try and argue with him

Amnesia: Fine...

Amnesia was about to leave, but she was pulled into a hug with Mr. Puzzles, him patting her head

Mr. Puzzles: Get better soon my daughter!

Amnesia: SIR, I'M NOT A CHILD! I'M AN ADULT!

Mr. Puzzles: D'aww, but it feels like yesterday when I met you! You were so-

Amnesia: LET ME GO- YOUR CRUSHING MY RIBS-

Mr. Puzzles: Oh- Sorry-

Mr. Puzzles let's her down carefully, Amnesia finally walks to her room, closing the door behind her and sighing heavily

Amnesia: Ugh... I can't believe I have to stay here now all because that stupid little FUCK...! But... at the same time... I don't want my father to worry about me... I'll just try getting some rest...

Amnesia plops down on her bed, staring at the ceiling as she slowly drifts off to sleep to let her mind at rest.

(Hey! The creator here! Sorry it took so long to release this chapter and sorry if it's sloppy, I'm generally trying my best to make this story entertaining for all of you and I don't want to keep you waiting. Have a good day)