@thefineartofbitchcraft:
Madison had stayed huddled in her corner for days. She was convinced he was just deciding not to feed her to punish her and she expected that at any moment he would come in and throw some nasty food at her. Eventually the hunger pains got to be too much and she knew that she had to eat or lose the baby – it was then that she’d finally tried the door and found it unlocked. At first she didn’t want to go in there thinking he was going to jump out and hurt her for even being in other parts of the house. So hungry so finally sat on the floor and ate anything she could reach in the refrigerator – just stuffing large portions of cheese and meat for sandwiches right out of the container and into her mouth. When she’d finally had her fill and wasn’t so weak anymore she decided to try her luck with the doors and windows seeing if she could get out of any of them – not even caring that she was completely naked. Finding that both doors that led out of the house seemed to be pad locked from the outside and all the windows were sealed too tight from layers of old paint that had settled she just slumped on to the couch feeling defeated. For the next week she didn’t do much but go back and forth between the kitchen and the living room where she slept on the big comfortable couch. It was there that he would find her when he came home. She jumped up at the sound of the door opening and stared at him with horror filled eyes. She was going to be in so much trouble and she knew it. “I…I’m so sorry…I didn’t think you were ever coming back…and I had to do something…” She rubbed at her stomach to indicate that she couldn’t just starve and let the baby die. There was something different about him. He wasn’t the monster and she knew it. When he didn’t pay any attention to her she padded right through the house after him. “What happened? Whose blood?” She was filled with questions that she wasn’t sure he’d want to answer. At any minute she expected him to return to himself and hit her for not minding her own business.
He didnt remember much of the weeks he had been away he only knew of the last person he killed before he managed to seize control again and make his way home, he had no doubts that it was all over the news as his darker side was not quiet, nor was he careful when it came to his killing sprees. He hadnt even noticed her when he came in the house but now as she spoke he turned around and looked at her, dry blood was caked to his face and down his neck, as he removed his shirt it still stained his body.
“I dont know.” Axel whispered as he kept his distance from her, he moved into the bathroom and locked the door behind him as he stripped off the rest of his clothing and got into the shower, just sitting under the water as he cried and hit the shower wall.
He stayed in the bathroom for a few hours, just scrubbing his body even when there was no more blood on it, he could still see it staining his skin every time he looked. When the hot water finally ran out he got out of the shower and dried off before heading for bed. He just wanted to sleep for days and forget about what he had done.
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