"Memory Bound." (Complete.)

"Different (In every Way).."

Then he felt that familiar fog.

I told you they did BAD things to you.. It cooed again. You want the memory?..

Lou nodded.

tHen hEre..

Lou felt it coming to him.

°FLASHBACK°

Lou ended up in the jaws of a dog.

He began to get nervous, more and more dolls approached him.

"Girls, girls! Are you gonna let THEM take over, after everything I've done to you?" He asked the trio known as the spy girls.

No one answered his words.

Lydia approached Moxy. "So what do you wanna, boss?"

"Hm... I have to decided... Any suggestions?" Moxy

There were screams in the crowd like: Rip it! Destroy! Feed the dog!

All these exclamations terrified Lou.

"No, PLEASE! I'm know I'm not perfect, but I deserve a second chance, - Lou stumbled. "Look into your heart!"

Moxy stood silently, pondering Lou's words.

"Um... I have an idea!" Nolan suggested, pulling the lace from the curtain. Behind its was a washroom.

The dog turned and walked toward the washroom.

Lou was put in the washer.

°FLASHBACK END°

He was shocked, just shocked.

Was Lou being punished for something? Why did they put him in the washer?

Ironically, that memory just came to me as well!...

Lou felt himself chuckle. The voice had an odd happy tone to it.

But then fhe anger came again.

See, they just hurt you!.. It started. ESPECIALLY that one, you could have gotten a more merciful punishment if he had just kept his fucking mouth shut...

Lou felt the fog in his mind, and this time, he didn't deny it. The anger seemed to be wrapping itself around him.

He gave into his anger.

"Hey Nolan!" He approached him.

"Hey Lou-"

"Can we talk?" He smiled, his breath ghosting his face. "Please.."

Nolan felt himself nod, and Lou dragged him off gently by his arm.

***

Chat

/tʃat/

Verb

1. It means to speak flirtatiously with someone you usually intend to sleep with.

2. When people chat , they talk to each other in an informal and friendly way.

Lou brought Nolan near the pool for their 'chat'. The two arrived in front of the washer there.

Nolan smiled kindly. "So, Lou? What did you want to talk about?"

He smriked, but the other noticed it was in a cruel kind of way. It reminded him of the one Lou had first flashed him at the institute on the first day they met.

"Tell me, Nolan.." Lou started, starting to back him. "Do you know what deceit is?"

He was confused. "What do you mean?"

Lou smiled. "The proper definition is the action or practice of deceiving someone by concealing or misrepresenting the truth. But mine is just when someone lies to your fucking face!"

Nolan then realized it, Lou knew the truth. "But how?"

"I overheard your little conversation with Michael.." He chuckled. "I'm hurt you did that, Nolan. But karma is coming for you now!"

He pushed a button, and the washer opened (it was a giant one). He pushed Nolan in, he ignored his excuses and apologies.

He put the the setting on 'full'. It was a dangerous one.

"See you, Nolan~.."

The last thing the other saw was those reddish eyes before his world span (literally).

***

(A couple of hours later..)

Lou walked along an empty path that he had flund a few minutes ago.

What the hell had he done back there? It was like he waa conscious doing it, but it was like something was controlling him.

But he nad liked the anger burning through his veins, he liked the satisfaction that came with punishing him.

Lou smiled, it was a sadistic one, but it could be mistaken for a happy one.

He was glad-

"HELLO!"

He nearly jumped out of his skin! Lou looked around, and saw nothing.

Was it his imagination?

"Hello?"

He looked around again.

"Down here!"

Her tone was an irritated, yet still excited one.

He flinched, and looked. His mouth was agape.

She had dark brown eyes, cute round ears, and a blue bow on her long tail.

She came up to the size of his knees.

She also had a yellow dress with a blue jacket, and she had green trainers on.

"My names Pipp!" She bubbled. "What's yours?!"

"Ummm...Lou..."

"Nice to meet you, Lou!" She shook his hand. "So nice to meet you!"

He shook her hand back, Lou was surprised that she was taling to him without having a hint of hatred or malice in it.

"You as well.."

"Want to hang out?!"

How is she so...excited?.. The voice asked. But she's cute, I like her..

Lou decided he did as well. "How long have you been here?"

"About a couple of weeks.." She trailed off. "I don't have many frinds though, dolls tend to get nervous around me due to me being...different. But you didn't judge me, so I like you.."

She sure likes to talk..

That made Lou chuckle. "I promise I woukdn't judge you, I just find your personality so bubbky.."

"I know!" She giggled, so childish. "Can I go up on your shoukders? Dolls tend to step on a lot.."

Lou picked her up. "Sure.."

She perched up on them, and held his head. "This is a great view, Let's go!"

Lou laughed as he walked off, and Pipp kept talking as he did. She wasn't judgy, in fact, she was pretty friendly.

He had a feeling that they were going to get along just fine.

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