Pretty Lost (Completed)

Chapter 9

Blueblood's P.O.V.

I lay in the corner of my 'new' room, but its a empty room with cobwebs and a dirty but soft blanket. I'm never allowed to eat, not that i need to but it could be beneficial for me and my 'health'. But my 'dad' doesn't think of me as a his child but his slave, and i don't mind as long as i get some 'shelter'. Since 'mother' has been dead apparently but i just say that 'she's' resting for younger ones. I don't hate 'her' for it but i would have appreciated 'her' not dying on me but 'she' was weak and couldn't handle it.

I stare at my sisters room across the hallway so lightly decorated and it filled with the innocence of a child. She treats me as best she can but 'hates' when she has to punish me and hugs me all the time and never raises her voice at me. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I DON'T WANT PITY. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Here comes dad drunk as always and ready to kill me or attempt to do so. "You little ****!!!!! I HATE YOU!!!" he says as he tries to choke me but is failing to do so. Hopefully he gets better at this killing thing but he's garbage compared to me i guess. . . Will someone ever like me for me or will i live a life of slavery and certain death? I know no one will ever like me but i hope others are happy even if it means i suffer for the rest of my life here on Earth.

It's difficult to 'express' what i say since i can't really hope or anything but you know the drill. No one knows that I've been alive for longer than they think, only one of my 'friends' know what year and date i was born in. It may have been a mistake to do so but i. . . 'trust' them. You all must be wondering what year i was "born" in. I was "born" in year 1700 so yeah i'm still young, which sucks but sometimes i have an urge to kill my "dad" in his sleep and burn down the house. 

But i can't and won't since what would be the point and i don't want his disgusting blood on my hands. And "mom" would be disappointed in me for not following 'her' wishes, her will stated i get her home if i don't harm my dad in anyway so it's interesting. Even if 'her' will didn't state this i know that if i have nothing nice to say or do then don't say it or do it at all'. And i have one thing to live for, it's to be a sacrifice. Apparently i'll go blind and deaf as well later in life.

It's okay not like I have any opinions or anything I just have to do my job and I'll be . . . terminated sooner or later but whichever I'm gonna just clean, serve, work, i get mistaken for a 'little person' or 'midget' so I get to work in a lot of places. So I have experience with work and cleaning and etc, but my 'dad' uses the money I got and buys beer or favors my 'sister'. Not that she knows about it but she does give me two toys of my 'choice' from her room each month, I get to keep them not borrow them so she's 'ok'. She has 'too many' toys anyways, but I always give them back or my 'dad' will kick me until my body shuts down for a while. Even if my body's down and i look unconscious I can hear and sense things, I never have my guard down because once it's down. . . I'll be 'down' most likely.

If my 'sister' tries something I don't mind showing my. . .true self and nature. She'll wish she was dead, but for now I'm small in size and I MIGHT let her live her full life. I only said 'MIGHT' but I'll wait until then, but right now my 'dad' is telling her that soon the 'prophecy' will come true aka my death such she has no clue to. And that 'all' suffering will end because of it, she sure seems excited but I'm just a Guinea pig to this all. But until then I'll do what please my empty husk and even if blood is spilled its only the beginning for everyone who exist that treat me badly just because I'm disabled.

But I should 'sleep' I have preschool tomorrow and I already have someone who seems to unlock the best in me. Maybe because he's crippled, so no one thinks he's normal so he acts weird but that just how he talks. Me and him are gonna get along and maybe I'll never lay a finger on him, since he only cares the most and really 'relates' to me and my disability and since I have telekinesis I can talk to him fine. And I let him ride my back and let him lead the way, and we share pants like that one time so he knew what it was like to walk and where 'kids' and its not really weird to us. And he in favor plays with me and I'm never lonely, I have to admit I seem to feel 'happy' near him and never empty but with other people I don't 'feel' for them.

Teddy is his name, he's a little odd ball but is pretty good at 'fashion' so me and him vs the world. He's no betrayer and even if he did we'd still be Teddy and Blueblood the duo, and I know that he will be loyal. If not I understand but for now I'll 'enjoy' myself, he is the one thing that keeps me from doing 'terrific' things. He always gives me these weird pep talk that are useful, it I were to kill or harm him badly I would never eat again or own anything and continue to give him gifts even if he's mad with me. But he's something different maybe even the good different to, and he might cure my emptiness.

If not I'll still be his friend no matter what he does, because I'm also his only friend who actually does this stuff and plays with him and enjoy it. So I'm sure we'll stick together over the years, but even if our paths separate we can hopefully chat once in a while. I 'think' that the worst thing to happen is for us to become super distant and not anymore, if that happened I don't what I would do without him. He actually never lets my dad hit me when he's there with me unlike my 'sister' but she okay as I said. I think this might be the most 'okay' moment in life ever and my only one, but let's 'hope' not and there's more to come.

Hope's P.O.V.

There it is again. . . "Dook, Dook, Dook!" There's always someone's eyes burning into me and when i turn on my lights no one's there. And no one is awake not dad, not Blueblood so who? My dad has checked and nothing was seen, i made my brother 'guard' me but it got worse so i told him not to anymore. But why do i never sleep a wink when this happens? 

I hope it goes away, but it's a school day tomorrow and i need my rest! Out of frustration i yell "STOP!!!!". . . it does? I longer feel it, the feeling of being watched. . . It's gone!!! I never have felt realized and now I can sleep without worrying for today!! Maybe it was just me or whoever was doing this almost each night left for now and I could rest now.

Whatever the reason I'm tired. I doze off to sleep in a matter of minutes, or should I say seconds?

                                                                                         *In the morning*

Teddy's P.O.V.

I soon walk to my friends home and use all of my arm strength to climb brick wall. I knock five times and wait for friend, seems to have heard me and is coming!! He opens the window for me as I crawl in, I sort of try to 'attack' him but fail And I and up looking like I'm his back. I have never felt taller but good things end and I'm still in need of my wheelchair that my friend bought me. Mine was stolen last week but Blue got me a better one and didn't ask for anything, he is a true friend!

It's good to have him as your friend because we always help each other in many ways! He seems ready to go to school with me, he gets my wheelchair and carries me on his back going downstairs and out of the house. He then preps my wheelchair and helps me on it and pushes me to school!

*TIMESKIP*

We make it to school, and we go to kinder class and play some games. He seems so happy right now compared to him at home, one day I'll ask him why but for now we'll just play like normal!

Third Person P.O.V.

The school day ends quickly as both part ways to head home. Both went home safely and carefully and both were feeling different things. They will never know each other's biggest secrets but one is worse than the other, you probably know who it is they weren't happy. One boy has it fun and easy while the other works every hour he can and has to care for his older sister and drunk 'dad'. But neither could complain for they considered it rude to do to their guardians.

Heir #30 P.O.V.

I watch as Heir #56 is carrying his drunk 'dad' Heir #1, it's sad to see someone who started something so big needs help from a '4 year old' child. But i see why not the reason to, he's stuck with a huge mistake that's taking him home right now. I can use this against him when he's on my case about something i did, he went so low hopefully Heir #55 (Hope)  does good or she'll be a disgrace. Blue sure does not seem to be disturbed by his drunk guardian, but i'm sure he does not consider Heir #1 his parent but more of a baby he needs to take care of. It'would be funny if Blue looked upset but he never seems like he feels anything, so that makes it more fun to hurt him.

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