Disclaimer: I do not own uglydolls. I also do not own the pictures, or the songs.

(This is a uglydolls 2019 fanfic)

(Its, lou-centric)

(Warning there is arguing that might be a bit sensitive to viewers)

(I haven't uglydolls a lot, so forgive if some of the characters are ooc..)

(This takes place after the events of the movie..).

(Credit to qwertuno for ideas in the chapter)

(Hope you enjoy this little fic~😗)

(In a dream/Flashback)

Pain

/peɪn/

Noun

1. highly unpleasant physical sensation caused by illness or injury.

2. is a sensation of the body, and is always an unpleasant emotional experience.

It was something that Lou was experiencing right there and then.

WHAM!

He fell over, the metal pole in his face. The agony was there in him, but he only landed to the floor quietly.

BAM!

He was being punished for not being perfect.

"You're worthless, you know?" The doll murmured in his ear, tone empty. "You're just a prototype, and you fail at your only purpose to help others.."

Blood escaped his wound from where the knife was, but the words had hurt more than the physical injuries.

Lou raised his head, bruise and swelling beer his right eye.

It hurts so much...

"Hurts.." He whimpered, he couldn't help it. "It hurts.."

A pause. "A perfect doll doesn't care if it hurts, they put on that everything can be fine even if it isn't.."

Lou stares into those soulless black eyes, they represented someone under the control of the factory.

The dolls had a kind of switch in them that makes them obedient to whoever pressed the button in the building outside the institute. Unfortunately, they were very cruel when he came to 'inspections'.

"Time to go.." It wasn't Tempest speaking, it was someone else, but why did Lou see enjoyment in her eyes at his suffering? "Next inspection better be better.."

They walked away, sure that the prototype had learns its lesson.

Lou could carefully sit up, a sob escaped his throat, what had he done wrong?

Oh, you poor thing..

He was startled, what? Or who was that?

"Who said that?"

Look how THEY hurt you~..

Lou was getting nervous, what did they want?

"Who are you?" He asked. "Show yourself!"

Over here~..

He turned his head, and was startled by the figure next to him. It looked so different, yet...Familiar?

Why do you look so surprised to see me?..

Lou shuffled back a bit, but couldn't stand up. He was too weak.

"Wha.." He coughed up a little blood. "What do you want?.."

The figure looked startled.

"What do I want?.." It asked sarcastically. "I want you to be happy.."

Lou eyes widened, and he spoke the automatic response. "I am happy.."

It tutted. "You don't look very happy.."

Lou's head bowed.

"Why do you continue to put up with them?.."

"Because I care for them, and they..care..for me.."

Red eyes glowed in rage. "They don't deserve you.."

"How dare you?!" Lou spat. "They need me help, you don't decide-!"

He blinked, and the the figure was gone.

What the hell just happened?

***

Lou was sat at one of the desks.

He was waiting for dolls to come out.

The weather seemed like it was going to be alright today, the sun was out fully and there were no clouds out-

So.. A familiar voice spoke, and Lou turned his head to face him as he was standing up beside him. This is what you do everyday, waiting for THEM to get here...

He glared at him. "What do you want now?!"

It chuckled, and it's tone was serious. "I want you to realise how they TREAT you.."

"They treat just fine.." Lou objected.

"Okay.." It chuckled mocking as it looked him in the eye. "Why don't you..take the day off and go relax? I'm sure your damaged psyche would love that.."

"The factory and I don't approve.." He murmured. "I agree with them, a prototype must always be ready to help and sacrifice for someone else.."

"The factory and you?" It asked carefully. "Or just the factory?.."

Lou didn't know, and then the sound of chatting filled his ears.

The lessons and training went as normal that day.

***

"What do you think?"

"So..." The dolls Inspected the premises. "This is.. good. The isn't dusty or messy as last time.."

The doll it took under control was William (the irony),  but the problem was that they were a wrestler/model and they were physically stronger than Lou.

"But.." The tone turned to anger. "Not many dolls have been going through the portal, and kids have been impatient. You have failed yet again.."

Lou let out a strangled cry as the hand went to his throat, and it clenched tighter..

"Aw.." They cooed. "Are you gonna cry?.."

Lou neither nodded or shook his head. "I'm sorry.."

"No, I'm sorry.." The black eyes bore into his. "That the factory made SOMEONE AS PATHETIC AS YOU!!.."

Lou started sobbing, and gasped for air as he was let go. He could have lost his life.

"You will go to the furnace next time there is an imperfection.."

He knew that they meant it, and he watched them walk off. He wondered if the dolls ever remembered they were possessed?

He slid down the wall, not even bothering to stop crying. Tears fell down his face.

"Oh, Lou. Why are you crying?"

He wasn't in the mood for this. "Leave me alone.."

"I tried to tell you.."

He turned to the figure now sitting down to his left. "Have you come here to brag?"

"I told you, Lou. I'm not here to hurt you.." They smiled gently. "I only exist to help.."

Lou looked them directly in the eyes. "How can you you help me?"

"I can be the things you aren't.." They smirked. "And I can do the things your won't.."

"..Why?"

"I've always been here.." They told him softly. "Deep down, watching everything. I know you better than you know yourself~"

Lou stared. "What do you mean?"

They smirked again.

"I aM yOu.."

***

Lou stood at the familiar place, waiting for a certain doll to show.

"Lou.." They had possessed Miguel this time, but they didn't give a damn. "Woah, the place.."

"I'm sorry about the mess last time, inspector." He smirked, and they noticed a change in his usually meek posture. "I wanted to make it up to the Factory. Why don't you close your eyes, and I'll show you.."

The doll/inspector looked into those reddish blue eyes, and naively shut their own.

'Lou' turned around, and looked initially the reflection of the ridiculously shiny wall.

His reflection nodded at him, and the other nodded back. He gave him permission to do this, to be safe.

He pressed a hand to the mirror, forcing the other's to as well. "I'll protect you.."

It was a promise.

The other was mute, but that was beacuse he was fading into their mind.

He smirked, and took out the knife that he hid.

The factory didn't know what they had triggered.

***

Free

/friː/

Adjective

1. the quality or state of being free: such as. a : the absence of necessity, coercion, or constraint in choice or action.

2. able to act or be done as one wishes; not under the control of another.

Freedom was something that Louis wasn't familiar with. He was used to being trapped within Lou's mind, the factory, etc.

They had both been trapped and mistreated. The world wasn't fair to them, so why shouldn't they repay the favour?

And if you are asking why he hates Ox so much? Well, you could get your fucking answer later.

He had something he needed to take care of first.

He had one question for the rabbit though, just how could he be forgiven? How could he explain abandoning them for his own selfish benefit?

Yes, Lou had partial blame for him leaving, but the damn rabbit had promised to fucking visit. But he never did.

The only reason Lou remembered sending Ox away was because Louis let him.

He had the power to get his memories back for him, but he couldn't yet, he was too weak.

Louis himself had suffered from the memory loss until he had dug deeper into their mind and found them.

He couldn't talk to Lou since he was asleep, but he could when he was awake, but it wasn't the right time to yet. He needed him to think of him as just a 'voice'.

His red (now fully coloured) eyes scanned the streets that he was waking on, where the fuck did Hayden live again?

It was coincidental that her and William happened to be roommates, were they just asking to be targeted?

He got their phone out, and it rang.

"What?.." The caller answered, Phoenix. "Louis?.."

The tone was a surprised one, it annoyed him to bits.
It got very irritating, fast.

"Yes.." He answered, using Lou's voice. "It's me, text me Hayden's address.."

""You do realise.." A pause. "She's like a sister to Ox, right?"

"And she's on my shit list along with him and Moxy" He replied, sounding bored. "Now. Send. Me. The. Address.."

"Y-yes sir.." She knew not to piss him off when his voice was like that. "She lives at 239 lane avenue, keep going left and then your there.."

"Thanks, little one.." Louis might only care for Ivy in that little group, he knew that he had a soft spot for Phoenix as well, she was too innocent to kill, but she could hack. "I'll make sure to Send you some money."

He hung up, at least he knew where she lived now. It was a bonus that she told him the directions.

But when he put his head around, he saw her, Moxy.
The pink bitch, she was the second on his shit list for being a hypocrite.

Lou had told her that he had suffered, suffered from the loneliness, and she didn't give a shit. Only threw him away so that she could live in her little fucking fantasy world.

She didn't know what he and Lou had gone through during the years. The neglect, the bullying..and the abuse.

So much emotional abuse.

It can kill you inside, and that's what he did to him Lou had needed him then, and Louis was created out of the anger and depression the other suffered daily.

Though, Lou's bad actions weren't his own (even though Louis made him enjoy it so often that he didn't care anymore).

Let's just say that he blacked out most of the time unless he was awake.

Finally.. He thought.. Hayden's house...

As he approached it, he noticed that one of the lights was on.

Son of a bitch, Who's up?..

He craned his head to look, and then saw it was William.

He smirked, he always did like a challenge.

Louis approached the front door, and it was unlocked. Oh God, this was so easy.

He walked in, and closed it behind him.

The house was dark as he walked through it.

If Louis pulled his cards right, it would be killing two birds with one stone (or knife).

By the look of the downstairs, they weren't here.

Louis went up the stairs, and heard the music. Punk music.

Loud music.

Painful music.

It made him feel like his ears were bleeding. Oh Jesus, how the fuck could someone listen to this?!

(A/N: No offense to anyone who likes this music, but i have fekt like this before when i heard it lol 😅..)

Nevermind, he was dying first.

As Lou was going to go into his room, he suddenly stoppes.

Wait... He thought sadistically. I'll kill him, but leave little friend, then she'll suffer from survivor's guilt...

He felt sn odd satisfaction from thst thought. Then he fekt something in their mind shift, like an banging headache.

Lou must have been having a flashback.

Ignoring it, he pushed the door open to reveal him writing in some sort of book.

Like he gave a damn though.

He went up behind William, and tapped his shoulder.

The other turned thinking it was Hayden going to tell him to turn his music down.

But it wasn't.

"Hello, Will!" The other replied, using Lou's voice. He clapped his hands. "Nice to see you again!"

"Lou?" The he replied, confused. "What are you doing here?"

"Well.." His eyes flashed red. "You tried to kill us. So we need playback~.."

Eyes widened at seeing the colours flash. "I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it.."

"Will, will, will.." He stood in front of him, the knife barely in his chest. "Your only sorry becuase it will save your life, but I don't accept apologies..."

He cackled like a maniac.

"Now~.." He cooed, putting a hand on his mouth. "Say hi to the devil for me~.."

The knjfe plinged into his chest, and he screamed. Thank god it was muffled.

He pulled the knife out, but then re-enetred it on a different area.

What could he use for a gag?

He saw a cloth full of sweat on the desk. Perfect.

He got it, and tied it on his victim's mouth. At keast he a disgusting taste.

Louis watched his victim suffer from the blood loss, he was begging him to save hkm. No way in hell he woukd!

He realized that the book fell on the floor he picked it up.

Ignoring the protests of William and their mind, he read it.

Dear diary,

I have done something I regret. I hurt Lou..

What?

Adam approached me with the idea, and Hayden was more than willing to join. I didn't want to though, I told him i refused..

But he threatened to hurt Hayden, and the Lou mysteriously hurt us when he came out of that pool.

No.

I regret with evry fibre of my being.

No.

Well, i have to go to the hospital again.

Sincerely, William.

Louis gasped.

No.. He thought. He...he really did..

He looked at his victim, he was laying there, gasping for air.

There were two sides Louis then.

One side told him to leave him there, to let him suffer for thet he did. He deserved it. He had hurt and attempted to kill them.

Another was that he felt guilty, that he did deserve to do it. But he could be redeemed, that he could forgive and forget.

And dammit, Louis felt guilty for some reason, but he also fdlt happy as he usually did.

But he didn't care..

Fuck, he was going to let the little shit live. Onky because there was a disadvantage of people linking him and Lou to the attack.

He threw the object at Hayden's door, it was loud enough to wake her up.

"Be grateful, you little shit.." He muttered, before slapping him and disappearing threw a window.

He was going to regret this, but he was glad that Hayden woukd suffer a well.

Looks like he had won a small victory after all.

But why the guilt still there instead of the satisfaction?

***

Distraction

/dɪˈstrakʃ(ə)n/

Noun

1. an object that directs one's attention away from something else; especially : amusement.

2. a thing that prevents someone from concentrating on something else.

Ivy definitely needed a distraction. In fact, she had craved it tonight.

At least, that's Blaze observed.

Her and Absentia had come back, and had acted strange (and that's saying something since they were outcasts).

They were currently arguing with a bouncer to get into a club. Apparently, this job required all four of them.

They were going to kill about 6 guys tonight, and this was going to involve seduction.

Even Phoenix was stepping out to help, and that was saying something.

She was hacking at the same time, so she was doing two jobs at the same time.

But the fucking bouncer refused to ket them in, and Ivy wasn't in the mood for this.

Phoenix murmured. "He's so going to die..."

Blaze had to agree with her statement, Ivy had a murderous look on her face.

Even Absentia looked worried, she wouldn't kill before the job, would she?

"Please.." Absentia begged. "We've booked and everything, please just let us in.."

The guard's brows furrowed. "I'm sorry, but I can't let you in-"

He gasped as Ivy licked his neck, he fekt an odd pleasure.

"Please..." She whispered looking him in the eye. "It'll be worth your while-"

C-can I try and seduce him?...

Ivy paused.

What?.. She replied. No, this is not for you, Ivianna! Stay in your void!....

She didn't meant to be harsh, but this was not for sweet, Innocent Ivianna. She wasn't meant for this, Ivy was.

I-i'm sorry, I just woke up, and saw what was happening...

Its ok, just make sure to know what's going on next time..

"Guys, get in now." Ivy mumbled, and they obeyed. After all the guard was distracted. "As I was saying, I can make you cum so hard that you'll be exhausted in mere minutes.."

She pressed against his lips gently, and he responded by touching her. She felt odd pleaure from this. After all, he was handsome and gentle.

But why was he so familiar?

°FLASHBACK°

Ivianna and Phoenix were trvelling through the mall. They were currently going shopping together.

They hadn't spent private time together in ages. Usually becuase they were preoccupied with the others.

Gay relationships weren't illegal, but they were frowned upon for some wierd reason.

And Lou wasn't even the ine responsible for that, it was the soy girls, they made it look bad. Like being gay lesbian, or bisexual was a disease.

"What about this dress?" Ivy looked her girlfriend, and she looked fucking gorgoeus.

The black sweater dress covered her up, but it got her curves right, and it made her look sexy with her glasses.

"Wow.." It was a foreign voice, and Ivy turned to see a boy standing there.

"Ivy.." Phoenix was nervous.

"You owe me that payment, Phoenix.." He smirked. "Your hard to track down, mind if we talk?"

Ivy was about to interrupt, but Phoenix stopped her. "I'll go.."

He nkdded, happy that she obliged.

They went together.

Half an hour later, there was a scream.

Ivy found Phoenix beaten, broken, and looking dead.

Blaze and Absentia had been over protective ever since.

°FLASHBACK END°

This doll had raped her.

He had raped her... She thought. Hehad rapedherHehadrapedher HehadrapedherHe hadrapedherHehadrapedherHehadraped-

She fekt herself go on her knife holder, and she pulled out a syringe instead.

He fell to to ground, unconscious.

"Arielle.." He rung her, and the other answered. "Get one of your guys to come here, we have a code white..."

"Right away, boss.."

Ivy hung up, and glared at the man under her.

She stepped over him, he wasn't worth her time.

He was gojng to pay later.

***

Empty

/ˈɛm(p)ti/

Adjective

1. vacant, blank, void denote absence of content or contents.

2. a feeling of inner desolation: a complete absence of joy, hope, or satisfaction.

Why did he feel empty? Five minutes ago, Louis fekt guilt.

He craved to feel anything.

But since he was born out of...bad conditions, he was in no condition to wish anything like it. It wasn't his purpose, he had to accept that whenever he liked it or not.

Louis suddenly felt anger, but it was Lou's. What the hell was he experiencing?

He hoped it was an important memory.

Tears made its way to his eyes, mainly because he was approaching the one he feared and hated the most, Ox.

As his hand was on the knob, it shook slightly.

No.. He thought. No, the time for a panic attack..

He found a note on the door.

Dear Lou.

If I'm not back, then meet me at the washers.

From Ox

He was confused.

Why the washers?

Louis shrugged, he was in control until Lou woke up, he reckoned that he had about 20-30 minutes left.

It was only around 7.30 at night, so Louis didn't find Ox at the place strange.

As he entered the doors, he noticed that there was a lack of customers.

He blamed it on the hour that it was.

As he walked the washing machines, he noticed that they span a lot.

They span a lot.

Probably enough speed to get someone to crash, to make them dizzy, enough to mock them-

No, not again! He couldn't have the images, the terrors, the images.

He swe Ox apporach him. "Hey, Lou!"

"Hey, Ox!" He forced his voice to be like the other's. "So, what did you want?"

"I just.."

Louis couldn't help his eyes being drawn to the ways the machines span.

Trapped, they coukd trap anyone, wreck them, traumatize them..

"Lou..."

Spin, they could spin, coukd carry you around..

"Lou..."

He coukd bareky hear his words.

Louis saw Moxy come, and she gasped. Shit.

He could bareky focus on her.

They carried them around, they carried HIM around..

Louis looked at them fully, they were a torture weapon.

He was back again.

In the dark place, the one where he crashed from side to side.

He felt Lou waking up, not now!

Louis coukdn't hold it in anymkre...

He screamed.

"I'M SORRY!" He held his head. "I DIDN'T MEAN TO.."

They both screamed.

He realised Lou was awake, so Louis gave in.

He became unconscious in their mind.

***

Unpleasant

/ʌnˈplɛz(ə)nt/

Adjective

1. causing discomfort, unhappiness, or revulsion; disagreeable.

2. it gives you bad feelings, for example by making you feel upset or uncomfortable.

Absentia couldn't deny that she had one.

Her stomach was twisting knots, but she had to ignore it since they were in a middle of a job.

Her and Ivy were giving lap dances to two men.

Slowly, they ran their hands up their thighs, fingers tingling as they can to terms that they were going to do this.

But Absentia's eyes fell to Ivy as she moved.

Ivy felt her hips being squeezed by her customer, begging her not to tease him. In return, she was softy grinding her hips into his to the beat of the music.

In a flash, Absentia spun around to hers. Firmly grasping his hips with her thighs as she continued to grind into the him.

They both felt disgust from this.

Gradually, they increased pressure, and when a partially fast rhythm started, they bounced on them in a way that nearly had the men empty themselves then and there.

There was a regular step in their rhythm, so they didn't think to much about it.

But now that Ivy had to maintain eye contact with the man in front of her, she regret it.

Absentia did as well.

While they had their eyes closed, she put out her phone.

"Release the toxin, Phoenix..."

"Yes, boss.."

Smoke started coming in the room, and Ivy put a small gas mask on her face, she tossed one to Absentia as well.

She put it on, and smirked. Ivy injected them with the sedative, and left along with Absi.

They got the information they needed.

Blaze was not gay. He just wasn't.

He just didn't feel attraction to men, he was attracted to his three girlfriends though.

Which was why he felt disgusted when he had to take his shirt off and when the man was touching him.

He wanted to kill him right away, only his girlfriends deserved him in a sexual manner.

"Phoenix.."

"Yeah, yeah. Put the mask on, Blazey.."

He obeyed, and then gas was released.

The sedative went in affect as the man collapsed on the floor, Blaze picked up him bridal style and placed him on the cushioned bench.

He deserved to at least look asleep.

Ivy was currently having a heavy drink at the bar, Absi tapped her on the shoulder.

"Where are the others?" She asked, worried. "They should have been here by now.."

"Chill.." Ivy replied, looking at her. "Are you alright? You've been acting weird.."

"That's what we think as well.." Blaze's voice reached them, and they saw him giving Phoenix a piggy back.

They sat down at a seat next to them. "Ivy, what was up with you earlier? Your eyes kept flashing to violet.."

"Ivianna wanted to come out, she woke up from the abyss.."

Phoenix was shocked. "Are you joking? This is no kind of work for her!"

"...And I also found Phoenix's rapist.."

"WHAT?!"

"Turns out he was the bouncer. I got Arielle to get her guys to 'pick him up', he's going to pay later.."

"How fucking ironic.."

Absentia's phone rang. "Hello? What?!"

They all jumped, and Ivy narrowed her eyes.

"Yes, this is her.."

Blaze raised a brow.

"Yes, I am a friend of his.."

Phoenix frowned.

"Thank you for telling us. We'll be there as soon as possible.."

She hung up, and was trembling.

Ivy gasped, but Ivianna took control. "What's wrong?"

She was shocked, but couldn't care at the moment.

"Louis has a panic attack.."

Silence. Then, Ivy's voice became dangerous.

She was pissed.

"Blaze, cancel anymore jobs tonight. We're gonna see our friend.."

Phoenix was just sat there, frozen in her place.

Blaze was on the phone, arguing with the clients to have tonight off (more like threatening to kill them.)

Ivy was hugging a crying Absentia next to her.

If anyone had hurt Louis, she was going make their lives a living hell.

***

Deny

/dɪˈnʌɪ/

Verb

1. to withhold something from, or refuse to grant a request of: to deny a beggar. to refuse to recognize or acknowledge.

2. refuse to give (something requested or desired) to (someone).

Ox was currently denying the four dolls that he feared permission to see Lou.

And it was pissing Ivy off. They didn't usually go out into the public, but Ivianna couldn't feel the connection with Louis, they needed to see him.

"No!" Ox denied. "You se not seeing him, you four aren't welcome here!"

Mandy can to see what the commotion was, but saw them. These dolls weren't known to be nice.

But why were they here to see Lou?

"Listen Bunny" Ivy chuckled, then her eyes became violet. "We just wanna visit our friend. Why are you denying that right to us?"

Her tone became playful, yet dangerous.

She picked up her phone.

"Hey, Gabriel!" She greeted cheerily. "Yeah, I need a favour. Can you give Ox's address? He refuses to let me see an old friend.."

"Ox mate, you are making a big mistake by disobeying her. I almost feel sorry for you!.."

He shivered at the cackle, what was wrong with these dolls?

A phone dinged. "Oh, got it. Bye Oxie. Bye Mandy!"

Blaze punched Ox in the back of his head, knocking the other out.

Ivy held up a hand. "The purple haired one comes with us, I like her~.."

Phoenix nodded, and grabbed ahold of her arm, a cute squeak came out of her mouth.

Absentia chuckled. "Lou will be coming with us, later. We aren't known for being patient, Blaze, grab Ox. It is his house after all.."

He nodded, and out the other over his shoulder.

He didn't deserve any less treatment than their victims.

When they did arrive though, Phoenix chuckled lightly. "This is an absolute shit-hole~..."

"Well said, little one.."

As they shut Ox's front door, they heard a shriek.

It was Moxy.

"Are you fucking kidding?" Blaze asked, patience running thin. "The pink bitch is here?"

"We can take her.." Ivy assured. "Absi, get the syringes, we need to talk to Lou alone. We'll only be a few minutes.."

She nodded, and injected her. She didn't dare show her guilt, she knew Ivy bad lost hers a long time ago.

She might appear normal, but on the inside, she was an absolute psychopath.

***

Trapped

/trap/

Verb

1. trick or deceive (someone) into doing something contrary to their interests or intentions.

2. have (something, typically a part of the body) held tightly by something so that it cannot be freed.

Lou felt that way. Ox has basically confined him to the room he was in.

It was a fucking bedroom. His own fucking bedroom.

Apparently he was being punished for something he didn't even know he did. Ox wouldn't tell him, and all he knew was that he had a panic attack for some unknown reason.

All he remembered was that he was waking with Ivy and Absentia, then he woke up at the washers feeling like he couldn't bring.

He faintly remembered a not though, so he could have just gone back to the house, and tiredly walked there.

Though, he didn't know why he had a panic attack.

And why did he remember meeting someone?

It was a dream, but he did know it was some sort of memory.

He couldn't remember it, curse his damn dreams. Why couldn't he remember them?

"Hey, Lou" A soft voice greeted which made him jump. "We came here to visit you, we heard you had a panic attack.."

He sat up on his bed, and saw the foursome that he still thought was weird.

Ivy sat at the end of the bed, Blaze sat on a chair, Absentia sat on the floor, and Phoenix sat on the draws, crossing her legs.

"We heard what happened.." Phoenix started. "A friend of hours was at the washers, and called us.."

"How the duck did you have a panic attack though?!" Blaze asked, tone rising in volume. "Who causes you to have it?"

"I don't know.." He confesses. "I just remember waking up there, then I couldn't breathe.."

(A/N: The other language that they're speaking is Spanish..)

Absentia's eyes widened. "Su miedo (his fear).."

"Qué (what?).." Ivy replied. "No puede ser (It can't be).."

Lou was confused, why were they speaking that way?!

Ivy seemed angry at something, and not the good kind. She got her phone out (he found that she did that a lot).

She must be a busy women...

"Consígueme un video del escenario de la lavadora! (Get me a video of the washing machine scenario!)"

Lou faintly heard a voice on the other line. "What?"

"¡Solo hazlo! (Just fucking do it!).."

"...yes, boss.."

She was pissed, why the fuck had Ox brought him to the washers?!

Maybe Ivianna cares for Lou more, but Ivy was closer to Louis than his other half.

She cared for both of them. But she considered like a brother and Lou as a close friend.

This was why she wanted to murder the fucking rabbit.

But he made a mistake...

Fuck... She replied. He's lucky that he doesn't have a client hate him...

She was conflicted, she had never liked Ox, that was why she was glad that he left.

This was why Lou should have stuck with Louis and her friends, they wouldn't hurt him.

She may be a psychopath, but she wasn't a sociopath. She did know how to care for others, but it was only a few.

That was why she was going to kill Hayden. Ox may have been lucky that a client didn't hate him, but he was unlucky that she loathed him.

"Send me the footage of where Hayden was naked two weeks ago, I plan to use it to my advantage.."

She whispered it so that Lou didn't hear her. Hayden was unlucky that a client and her hated her at the same time.

"Yes, ma'am.."

She didn't realise that Lou had heard that but.

Why did he calm her ma'am?.. Lou thought. What does she do for a living?...

Phoenix saw it. "Hey, Lou? When did you come to uglyville?"

"Around a couple of months ago, why?"

"Just asking, I just hadn't seen you before.."

Blaze spoke up. "You seem alright, man. I like you.."

"It's a compliment.." Absentia whispered. "I suggest you take it.."

Lou wisely roll her advice. "Thanks, Blaze.."

Ivy hung up the phone. "Sorry about that, there was trouble at work.."

"What do you work as?"

All four froze. Shit, how did they explain this?

"We just do the occasional jobs" Blaze explained. "I know it might be strange, but we like doing multiple things at once..."

Lou seemed to believe that. "Okay.."

"Do you want to hang out with us, again?"

Blaze was asking this because he knew that there was going to be a blood bath later.

The look on Ivy's face told him that.

"Wanna sleep at ours tonight?.."

She was asking this for a specific reason.

For some reason, Lou felt like he could trust them.

He nodded, and shrugged. "Sure.."

At least he could get out of here.

Ivy took his hand, and pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Thanks you.."

He blushed from head to toe.

"Now.." She smirked. "Let's go, my darlings.."

She was going to see if Louis wanted to help 'do things' her later.

***

Consciousness

/ˈkɒnʃəsnɪs/

Noun

1. the state of being conscious; awareness of one's own existence, sensations, thoughts, surroundings, etc.

2. the state of being aware of and responsive to one's surroundings.

(A/N: I'm finally doing a scene from Mandy's POV! 😄)

Mandy's eyes opened, and she groaned. She was finally conscious again.

What happened?.. She thought. I feel like I've been hit by a bus...

She got up, and felt like she had a hangover.

Did I they drink last night or something?...

There was one problem with that question though...

Mandy rarely drank (and never on weekdays).

Wait, she remembered the syringe!

Those sons of guns had drugged her and the others!

She looked around, and saw Moxy and Ox resting on the sofas. They looked like they were sleeping.

She decided not to wake them up.

Mandy looked around m the house, but couldn't find Lou anywhere.

Where was he?

She felt panic rise in her, the four dolls had done something to him!

Why had she been so vulnerable?

It was because they had hurt Ox and the threatened to hurt her and Moxy. She didn't want that.

But why did it seem like they cared for Lou? Did he know them in the past?

What was Ox not telling them?

She did notice something off about Lou when he was at the dryers, he had those familiar reddish blue eyes.

She decided that she was going to get a book for it later.

But when she was waking past the desk, she noticed something. A note.

As she read it, she felt terrified. She went to wake Ox, they needed help now.

The note had said:

Dear bitches and bastards

They're ours for the moment.

Lots of hate from Ivy and her lovers~

***

Satisfaction

/satɪsˈfakʃ(ə)n/

Noun

1. the payment of a debt or fulfilment of an obligation or claim.

2. fulfilment of one's wishes, expectations, or needs, or the pleasure derived from this.

Phoenix watched from the rooftop at the other's reaction to the little note she had left them.

Not even Ivy knew that she did it. She just wanted to spite them.

"How did she react?.."

"Exactly how I predicted, she's even going to wake Ox. Fucking wimp.."

"To be fair, she does love him. She just doesn't properly know it, how do girls not realise it sooner?"

"Don't worry, Ivy. We won't harm Lou..right?"

"Of course we wouldn't. I just wanted to get payback at Ox for doing what he did. But it's Moxy who is the real prick. She knows his fuckjng fear!"

"How long will Lou stay with us?"

"Until we've made your rapist pay.."

Phoenix shivered, she secretly hated Ivy's sadistic tone. "Ok?"

"Are you hesitating?"

"No, just..distracted.."

"Ok, I'll see you soon"

She hung up.

Phoenix bit her lip as she headed back, why was she feeling guilty for this?

But Ivy was right about one thing.

Someone was going to pay for all of Lou's, hers, and everyone's anger.

Wether it was the bouncer's or Ox, she didn't know.

But some dolls were going to be killed tonight.

And her traumatised/messed up mind was glad that someone would pay for her rage.

After all...

You can't mend something that's too broken beyond repair.

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