Chapter 16, Part 1

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{Heya! I have a small announcement about this chapter. Guess what? It's the first chapter to have cuss words. Aaaand Ennard being a dick. Anyway, enjoy!(Yes, I used 3 different fonts, it was for drama and to show the tone of a character.)}

Ennard stared at his bed.

"Did... Clemont mean that..?" He muttered. He put a shirt on and looked at the clock.

"It's 6 PM.. That repair guy can't even come tonight.. I should tell Clem.." He told himself. He walked out of his room and to the kitchen. Ballora was washing dishes, but there was no sign of Clemont. Ennard walked back upstairs to Clemont's room, and tapped on the door.

"Yes? The door's unlocked." Clemont called out from behind the door. Ennard opened the door slowly, walked in, and shut the door behind him. Clemont was sitting on the bed, staring at his dresser. He then turned to face Ennard.

"Do you need something?" The blonde asked him. Ennard shook his head.

"Look at the time. I don't think the repair guy can come tonight." Ennard pointed to the clock. Clemont nodded. He signalled Ennard to sit beside him on the bed. Ennard did as told.

"So.. Umm..Did you mean what you said earlier..?" Ennard mumbled. Clemont looked at him.

"Of course I did. I meant it." Clemont told him. Ennard blushed lightly.

"Wait.. Are you blushing?" Clemont teased him, which caused Ennard to blush even more.

"Hey, knock it off, how about it!" Ennard told Clemont, who giggled and kept going, even after seeing Ennard's angry look.

"Does this mean you like me?" Clemont asked. Ennard paused, and turned to face Clemont, agitation in is eyes.

"No! What gives you that assumption, you dumb shit!" Ennard snapped, Clemont flinching at his bitter comeback. Ennard started to let all his anger out.

"You little fuck, you're breaking my mind! You're putting my friends into your mindset, hoping they'll think I'm the bad guy, aren't you?" Ennard was fuming. Clemont got up from the bed, but Ennard got up aswell and faced him once more.

"It's your fault we're here, in your terrible.. Fleshbag life! You don't do anything normal, everything's wrong! You've made it all wrong for us!" Clemont backed up into the wall, Ennard following and cornering him.

"What a pussy you are! Running from the truth, which you need to know! You've taken my sister away from my care, and turned her into your fucking toy! Ballora is now a housewife, Freddy and Foxy are lazier, and Bon Bon is wasting his time with your little sister!" Ennard came face to face with Clemont, who was shaking and quivering in fear.

"You weak, little pussy. All scared because I'm raising my voice to tell you the truth. How the hell did I get everyone into this mess.. Oh wait. I DIDN'T. YOU DID." Ennard lifted his hand, Clemont flinching and turning to not face him. Ennard grabbed him by the shirt collar, and pulled him back.

"Stop running from the truth. You know it's all your fault this happened. Like Lysander's Attack." Ennard grinned. Clemont froze at him saying this.

"H..How do you..know a-about that..?" Clemont squeaked out. Ennard laughed in a raspy tone.

"It was all over the news, pretty boy. You almost lost your sister. You almost lost your friends. But you did lose one thing." Ennard paused, an evil grin on his face. Tears streamed down Clemont's face.

"Your metal piece of shit's memory. He forgot all about you. Everything." Ennard spoke in a dark sing-song voice. "If only you found another way, your Trashbot would remember all about you, and your friends!" Ennard cackled. Clemont was sobbing quietly. He sunk to the floor and hid his face. Ennard grabbed him by his hair, and pulled him back up.

"Shut your pussy mouth." Ennard growled, then laughed quietly. He shoved Clemont back down. Clemont was crying uncontrollably. Ennard stopped, and looked at his face. He snapped out of the hateful state of mind.

"O-Oh shit. C-Clemont, I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean-!" Ennard stammered, Clemont curled up crying quietly on the floor. Ennard bent down, trying to apologize, but Clemont yiped and scooted away.

Ennard sighed. "This is gonna take a while to talk out.. Clem.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to hurt you in any way.. I just.. snapped. I couldn't help myself.."

"N-No dought.." Clemont choked out, still sobbing. Ennard felt guilt all over...

{TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT PART!}

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