the hurtful truth

nightmare's pov.

i slowly open my eyes, to have light shining on my face, im in a bed draped in soft blankets, i start to hear clanking of metal and a soft humming coming from another room. i sat up only to be greeted by a sharp pain in my chest, i remove some of the blanket to look upon bandages, my body is covered in them, i look at my arms, broken.... the only thing holding it together is white wraps laces with red... blood.

i hope out of bed, careful not to hurt myself, i peer though the hall, a light shines and the humming is louder, i walk down the hall, to enter a larger room, the kitchen

inside is a humming skeleton wearing a pink apron and singing his own stupid tune, at this sight i couldn't help but to smile, i quietly sat in a stood that lead to the counter, 

"having fun killer" i said in a sore tune, i watch as he up in surprise and quickly turn to face me, i almost laughed, 

"n-nightmare your awake" killer stuttered, i bright red blush stained his face, 

i yawned " tell me, what happen to me" i said looking down at my arms, 

"oh.. well" killer's blush faded away  "when i found you, a few monsters had you on the ground, they were hurting you, and.." i interrupted killer

"you stoped them" i said keeping my head

"yeah..." the room now silent..

memory of my childhood flooded head, those painful memory, tears slowly came down my face, i fell to the table, sobbing

"i-im so sorry" i cried, killer rushed to my side

"i never wanted to do those things, but i couldn't stop!"

"nightmare it's hard to understand... what do you mean?" killer looked at me worried and confused

..... i guess it time to tell him

to be continued

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