SOUL EATER BOOK 2 (buttercup x butch)

Chapter 13

——-FLASHBACK——-

Buttercup 8 years old was in her bed in the middle of night, wide awake.
She had a nightmare about losing everyone she loved.
She slowly stood up and walked out of her room to her sisters room. They had separate rooms.
Bells was next to buttercups so she reached bells first.
Bell was the youngest. She was 6 years old. Had very short hair that reached just at her neck. It was white though. The same as their mothers, but their mothers eyes were purple...not white. At first buttercup was jealous of Bell. Buttercup was there first, she got all the love before Bell. But as the years passed buttercup became very protective of her little sister.
Once buttercup knew Bell was alive she went to bunny. Her big sister Bunny.
Once inside she looked at bunny who was 10. She had long brown hair like their father, their father had white-ish grey eyes.. Bunny acted like a mother more so a sister. She was very protective and all she cared about was making her and Bell happy, safe and loved.
She then went and saw her parents.
She saw her father first. He was very mature. Almost never smiled, never laughed. Only on rare occasions. He had brown hair that was choppy but neat. And white eyes. He made Buttercup strong. Made sure she would be able to hold herself during her life.
She then saw her mother. Her long and beautiful white hair and purple eyes.
Their mother was very soft and loving. Never did she yell at them. That was fathers job. Mother made sure they act like children and didn't grow up so fast.
Buttercup use to ask on a daily basis about why she looked so different. They say that buttercup wasn't breathing when she was born. She was dead. They said father saw something in buttercup before she was even born that she was a fighter. So he took her to the pond to dump her in and wait till the moon shined on her.
When she did her hair that was once white turned black and her eyes turned a beautiful emerald green.
Her father, was always hard on her. When she cried she would get in trouble, when she showed weakness she was in trouble. She had to be strong and always win. Their father who's name was Darin, always was with buttercup. He was always training her, always making sure she ate the right things, said the right things and acted the right way for her to be feared, to be worshiped, and to be strong.
He loved her, yes. But everyone always questioned it at least once. Buttercup though...questioned it her whole life.
——-END OF FLASHBACK——-
Bunny was walking down the hall with a bucket of water, a couple of water bottles, and a dry rag.
She opened the door with buttercup and saw her sitting on her bed.
Bunny smiled at her and when to sit in front of her. She put the rag in the bucket of water and wiped away her makeup. Once that was done, she wet it again and cleaned the blood around buttercups mouth. Then she gave her the water bottles for her to drink.
Bunny looked at buttercup.
"You know, you look so much like both mother and father..."
buttercup flinched at that.
"What do you mean?" She asked
"You have mothers soft hair, except yours is black. And you have her nose. You have fathers sharp eyes and sculpted face, but yours is soft."
Bunny kissed buttercups forehead.
"Butch is downstairs. Want me to get him?"
She asked
Buttercup nodded and bunny left.
Butch walked in with a white shirt and grey sweatpants.
He sat next to her and looked at her
Before he could say anything buttercup looked at him with her dull eyes

"Kill me....please."