Lord Octavious was in an exceedingly good mood today. He decided to give most of the servants the day off and spend some time with his little angel. Knowing Henrietta's been having a rough few days with all her lessons, so she deserved some time spent with her loving father whom she adores. He beams at the thought as he walks to her room. A blood curdling scream stops him dead in his tracks, bolting towards his daughters room he yells. "Henrietta, Henrietta are you all right?" The Earl desperately slams open the door freezing at the sight before him. Blood. So much blood. In the middle of the room lay his angel's body, mangled, stained crimson. Hovering over her disfigured frame, stands a giant blood covered bear breathing heavy. "You...you monster!" The Earl screams, backing away in fear. Teddy's ice blue eyes swirl with rage as they pierce the Earls very soul. Snarling at the man. "Monster..monster?!" Teddy's voice growing louder as does his fury, claws ripping into the Earls collar as he's brought up to Teddy's face. "You call me the monster, do you know how many times your 'angel' ripped me apart? Your daughter was the monster!" He slams lord Octavious's back into the wall, claws tightening around his throat, the Earls eyes widen in pure terror as he flails gasping for breath. Seething Teddy lowers his voice to a deadly whisper. "Your daughter BROKE Dolly...smashed her head into the ground with her heel...broke her legs, ripped out her hair, insulted her...the list goes on Octavious. And you shall pay." A soft sniffle is heard from behind, Teddy's eyes flash with worry before he squeezes the Earls neck hard. Before blacking out Octavious hears Teddy coldly say. "Good bye."
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A Doll Lament
Short StoryIn 1706 England an Earl has a beautiful custom doll made for his daughter. But what happens after she wakes up? will she make friends, find love, or tragity? Hello, you can call me chica. Thank you for checking out my story, hope you like it. Ther...
