Stories I made last year that I can't just leave unintended

Love Bites

((This story has child abuse in it so uh yeah, not for babies to see y'all))

"Lefty?"

You perked your ears upon hearing your name, your sensors activated and you monitored the room around you until the small boy sitting across from you from the table came into view.

You were programmed to respond.

"Yes?"

The boy was in the shadows, his posture slumped over, his face covered by the shadows, his frown showed, his eyes were dull as they were before, his bandages lose and tangled but momentarily well.

He looked very troubled not physically, but mentally he was.

Something was in his mind and he couldn't really get the thought out of his mind just by simply thinking of it, he needed to say it to someone.

"What is Love?"

Your servos clicked and churned together to process an answer for the small boy across from you; it had to be a good answer because you see, he was a child, and the answer had to be a good one that they could understand.

"Love is an emotion that can be found by two beings whether they be male, female, or neither by any species. Love can be shared among feelings with each other and communicate to the point where they both feel comfortable with each other to be together and stay together due to how long their love can last."

The boy stayed silent for a while.

"How is love made between siblings?"

Your servos clicked once more.

"Siblings can show love to each other by providing companionship, food, hugs, kisses, and protection from the worst that could happen to anyone of you. If one of the siblings is hurt, then the other will help that injured sibling up and going with healing remedies until they are good to go out again."

The boy stayed silent again.

"How is love made between parents?"

Your servos churned once more.

"Parents can show love by being with each other's sides, whether or not they are male, female, or anything else, they help each other when desperate situations are at play. For instance, if one of them is distressed, the other will hug them and tell them it's okay even when the situation is too tough to comprehend."

The boy looked up, his face looked was pale, the bags under his eyes looked like they haven't slept in months, their head mixed along with his blood made the bandages all worn and rusty looking.

"Lefty..."
The boy asked, raising his posture up high to look at you more clearly without fail.

"How is love portrayed to a father and his son?"

Your servos gave out the answer immediately.

"The Father of the family will help his family in need when they are in despair, they can-"

"What if they abuse their own children?"
The boy interrupted you, his face still not changing.

Your only eye looked at the boy.

"Abuse is a term used for beings who hurt other beings in a cruel and unusual way as to gain pleasure or anger out of themselves. It is a disgraceful crime that should be taken seriously and be put into a court system where the Father be prosecuted for harming their own child."

The boy gulped, his eyes widened as something warm poured out of his neck and down his chest and back.

"Lefty is this abuse?"

The boy turned around, taking off his old worn shirt and showed the many purple spots on his neck and collarbone stretched out far.

Your servos were quick in action.

"Yes."

The boy looked at you, his eyes now a dark shade red that seemed to flash before under the flickering lamp above the two of you.

"Which kind."

You gave out the answer.

"Physical and sexual abuse are the best terms I can process, this can mentally damage you as well because of how HE used you long ago. You couldn't tell because HE told you he'll kill the people you loved if anyone else knew, HE told you that he'll kill you with a rusty knife slowly if you told the world."

The boy put on his sweatshirt on, the tears now coming out and his anger bubbling inside of him.

"HE used you and she knew it, Elizabeth and Michael knew but they were afraid as we to tell because of their selfish needs and your own safety."

He choked out a cry.

"And you want revenge."

The boy was about to say something in absolute fury but the light above the two of you flickered upon the door across the room opening and the boy across from you disappeared.

A woman in her late 20's came out of the door, she pushed back the short orange hair she had covering her right eye as she sat down at the very chair where the young boy was at.

She rubbed her eyes, making them glow a green hue from the light above the two of you flickered a bit as she set her back straight and pressed the cassette beside her to play.

"Before you is an animatronic found in the back alley. We are unsure of its origins. It is your job to complete the maintenance checklist before claiming it as salvage. Or, if you choose to, you can throw it back into the alley where you found it, and forfeit payment. Please make your choice now."

She took a deep breath and pressed play.

"Let the night begin."
She whispered to herself as she looked at you.

There was a churn within you that made you rethink a whole lot about yourself and the creatures around you.

It mad you a little angry, maybe it the point where you could just reach over the table and choke the woman to death.

Maybe...

Maybe it was...