Bugs || Malia Tate

13. Foxy Lady

Bugs had been silent... completely and utterly silent since the moment he had made the switch in his head back to emotions. He supposed it was his own way of punishment for the joy he had received from the various murderers he had just committed. It wasn't an intentional switch because for him, emotions off, it felt liberating. He didn't ever want to go back to the feeling of guilt, guilt was for the weak and in that moment he felt like a god with everyone at his mercy. The moment however when the last of the screams had silenced, when blood had stopped splattering across his clothes and the last of his thrill was gone.

The game was over and it was time to suffer the consequences.

They pulled back up to the schools lot, the Jeep not having being spotted by cops.

"We're in this together now Bugs," The Nogitsune spoke towards the teenager, noticing his lack of smile or jokes. He didn't quite know how he had switched it back on but he was certain he could bring it back. He had figured out the key to a Savage Bugs after all.

"You made me kill, I'm not with you." Bugs answered him, unshed tears filling his eyes.

"I didn't make you do anything Bugs." The fox smiled. "You wanted to, you wanted to do it all. Don't act like you weren't waiting for that moment. I could see it in your eyes and even with your emotions on its still there, you wanted it and more."

"I didn't," Bugs spat back.

"Well too bad," the fox growled. Grabbing his neck and pulling it closer so there's foreheads tapped together and he grinned. "We are blood brothers, in every definition imaginable."

"I did it for Stiles," Bugs said through gritted teeth. "I saved Stiles."

"Did you? Or did you do it for yourself?"

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