Broken Promises

tough luck

A Year Later

Hawk moths training literally took a long ass while but it never felt that way to you, days felt like seconds when with him he taught you, clothed you, fed you, and even punished and trained you till you were broken and you always back to him.

The world had lost and missing posters for (y/n) Bourgeois, for what seemed like forever and now it seemed to everyone you were either dead or just didn't want to be found at all.

And who knew how correct those people were? You did die the night you choked on that pill now reborn and relearned everything from the only person you can really count on hawk moth.

He was the one who taught you, and corrected you and you were his hand you were his partner you were his.
There was no games there was no games and no heartbreak when with him he was your teacher and you were his student and partner.

It just took a while for you to learn that; it took awhile for you to give in.

--memory lane

Hunched over in pain waiting for death to come the abnormally large pains and pressures that came from Your stomach as you grasped it as you moaned in aggression.i
He was starving you to death.

Without food and water you were parched a and hungry your mouth was dry and it felt clammy and the combination of a dry mouth and a starved stomach was very displeasing never have this kind of pain have developed you, you were positive you you weren't going to survive this night.

Before your head smack to the ground with a clank everything went black.
When you awoke it was a surprised your mouth was wet and when you fluttered them open there was the hawk moth with a hose spraying you as you coughed and gagged trying to drink your hunger away, before him turning it off and then placing down a plate of food as he crotched down next to you, a leash around your neck you didn't even notice before looking up at him breathing heavily, as he cooed "welcome back my pet".