"I'm Sorry..." (sweet tooth angst)

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requested by my bff challora uwu

warning: this story depicts subject of abuse. please do not read if it will trigger a negative memory or if you are sensitive to the topic. 

Cakey walked in circles, she really screwed this up. She held back tears, why would she even think of doing something like that. Toothy's gone and it's all her fault. "I-I'm so so sorry, I didn't mean it! Please, I'm not like him-"

She seemed to be talking to herself.

Toothy was on a train, they didn't know where it was going. They just had to leave as soon as possible. They were shaking, did Cakey actually do it? They knew this was a terrible idea, but maybe they could talk to TD again. He would constantly blame them for every little thing before smothering them with love, but he was all Toothy had. They took in a breath before dialing something on their phone, "Hey Tony, long time no see. I-I need a favor, Cakey lashed out like y- she lashed out and I'm scared. I'm going to go to your place for a bit."

Cakey has written at least ten apology letters, none of them good enough. "They'll just think I'm trying to make up excuses. My actions are unforgivable no matter how you slice it," she tried writing a few more but gave up.

She recycled the letters and decided to bake instead. You can never go wrong with brownies.

They brought up their hand to the doorbell, contemplating whether or not they should go through with this. "What do you want from me?"

TD opened the door, gesturing them inside. He rubbed his temples, "Haven't I done enough? Nothing's good enough for you, is it? You always want better than what you get. You took away years of my life, leave me for someone you don't deserve, then have the audacity to ask for a favor?"

"It's not that- I'm sorry for bothering you, but-"

"Bothering me?!" he cut them off, "Because of you, my time and money has gone down the drain. I wasted my love on someone who never appreciated me, you never felt the same way did you?"

Toothy sighed, "I did love you, but your actions and behavior got too confusing. Can we please not fight? I just need a place to stay for a day or two."

He cupped their face in his hands, "Of course, humble apologies my dear. You can stay as long as you like on one condition, you stop dating Cakey. Actually, stop hanging out with her at all."

"But she's an amazing person and-"

"If she's so great then why did she hurt you? Just come back to me and you'll be happy again," he put his face close to theirs.

They back away from his touch, "Fine, I agree. Just leave her alone..."

"Fantastic dear~"

The timer went off and Cakey took out the brownies to cool. She would have to do more than just sweets, Toothy's ex was extremely abusive so just gifts and kind words won't do anything. He completely shattered their trust and it took so long for them to regain it. "What would really mean something to Toothy?"

"Now, I need to get a few things straight. We aren't friends, you tore out my heart countless times. You will stay here for a week and prove to me that you've changed. And stay away from the diabetes girl, I mean it," he grabbed their wrist and brought them to the guest room.

"Thank you, TD."

"We are no longer on a nickname-basis, call me Tony Davidson or nothing at all."

Toothy nodded before entering the room. It was relatively nice, definitely better than Cakey's apartment. They took off their boots and went on the bed. The sheets were soft and cool. It's been a long day, they got under the covers and fell asleep.

"And I ate all the brownies- great. They probably wouldn't have forgiven me because of sweets anyway. I really have to think about this one," she sat down and started doodling on some sticky notes.

"I give up, a simple explanation will have to do. It's getting late anyways. I should get to bed," she collapsed on the couch, too tired to go to her room.

TD snuck into their room and made sure the cameras were set up properly. He left and went to the study, what could he do with this? 

i can no longer write this, it's turning from angst to abuse. i hope you understand, if i receive enough comments i might continue it. most likely not though-

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