Female!Reader X Bendy ( Beautiful Black )

The Angel's conflict

She has the angel's eyes, the purist smile of a child. The gracefulness of a mystical hallow. She deserves that spotlight.

Fate, however, has prepared other plans for her. For the Angel whose wings were tattered, and dignity was shattered her pride was no more.

She thought she was in heaven, sent from above, she wanted to go back, but the path of heaven looks weary, her eyes filled with black tears, her vision is blurry.

They made me.

Behind every angel eye, a spark of a devil, and every innocent smile, lays the devil's grin.

Alice was in a deep conflict between her angel and devil side. The devilish thoughts flourished, she strides to pull herself together. Shaking her head, sighing it out. She looks at the potential future she yearned for. Portraits of her was all around her on the floor. Alice made sure to spread them nice and wide , to take a good look at them and enjoy her paradise and fill herself with doses of ecstasy.

It makes me happy.

To be surrounded by her fame, even if they were illusions from an image made by her new friend. It can come true one day, or at least, she used to believe.

The smile fades away, ire takes over. Alice whirls herself as she shrinks within her own thoughts.

"Never...never again," she murmurs, pulling her legs towards her, leaning her head onto her knees. She glances over the portraits again, with eyes that go soft then stern.

"...but maybe... this time it's different," she didn't sound convinced as much as she wanted to believe that.

"NO!" she turns her head facing the other side, eyebrows tensing unsightly for her Angelic character, "I will not be fooled again, never again!"

She dragged her hand through her hair repeatedly while making odd noises in the throat. The struggle of her mind made her in a state of unrest, feeling overheated even against the cold ground. Then a voice from within her spoke, it has been a while she never heard that voice. She was certain that it was dead at some point.

It was this moment, the Angel realized how pointless her fears were, meaningless and foolish. She knew the answer all along.

"What a waste of time... I knew it all along," she gets to her feet, piercing her cold-stone eyes at the portraits once more.

She giggles, "I'm such a fool, aren't I?" she then planted her feet in a wide stance in the middle of her new room, "But I will never, ever be fooled again,"

Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.

"Thank you for reminding me dear Susie~ you are such a good friend," She titters sweetly, standing solidly, ready to proceed.

"Alice? a-are you alright..? you look unwell,"

"My dear Boris, good timing. I've never been better,"

The Wolf let himself in, carrying a cardboard box, a special errand for her. He then set his eyes on the portraits on the ground.

"Kerrin made a great job putting you in the loveliest scenes," Boris admired like the others to her efforts. "This one specially is my favorite....oh... and that one too... this one as well,"

He went counting them all naturally both his hands on his knees as he observed each one of them. Alice went ahead to the box and took out an injection, she stabbed it into her chest with more force, moaning faintly but making sure every drop goes inside. To make sure she is wide awake and alive.