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)
(ZaneChan505 and qwertuno and -RENN1E And SilentReadersMatter and joycethebooklover
and Mycurrentfandom)
(Hope you enjoy this little fic~😗)
"You ready, guys?"
Ivy asked with a crazy smile. You see, they'd all been kidnapped and now about to do something crazy.
Three guys pointed guns.
The trio ignored them.
"Yep, Iv." Louis replied, cracking his knuckles. "Let's do this."
"How can you even do that?" Pipp asked innocently.
Louis looked at the fucking piano. He laughed bitterly, turning around and looking Pipp directly in the eyes.
"I said I was perfection." He muttered darkly. "Some things got left behind."
She nodded solemnly, waiting her cue. Ivy looked at them with a smile they knew all too well.
The vicious king.
"Play it."
Lou gently started the keys. Ivy started singing.
"I am a person of survival
But growing up, that was not really my title
A dead soul who was screaming for revival
A young girl who became suicidal"
Ivy's time lowered, taking a growled.
She punched a guard, sending him sprawling to the floor. Meanwhile, Lou taught Pipp how to play keys.
"Yep. Like that. Good girl...HEY!" He side elbowed someone. "WE'RE WORKING HERE!"
"I felt the hits and the kicks of society
Probably the reason why I suffer from anxiety
I was never in the form of perfection
So I became the best example of neglection"
"LOUIS!"
"What?!"
"The fuck?!"
He shrugged. Looking at Ivy fighting, he simply turned back around. He didn't care if they died.
Ivy gawked. The bastard.
"They called me names from fat bitch to white trash
To other shit I won't say, it's that bad
They called me up and would always need back up
Call me a slut and say my family was jacked up"
Louis felt a bit sorry, so he finished up.
"Good, Pipp."
"Thanks, daddy!"
Louis teared up, wiping an eye.
She called me daddy.
"Welcome, darling."
"Death threats every time I logged on
Always on some other shit, damn here we go again
I was already alone, now I am looking for a friend
Got no friends so here I am wishing it would end"
Louis knocked someone out with the gun barrel.
He hummed the time, singing a little bit. Not totally, he couldn't initiate someone after all. Not in the way people would think.
...He didn't want to talk about it.
"Iv! How you doing?"
She looked at the man, bruises, scars, and even a bullet hole bleeding out. If looks killed, he'd been dead in the ground by a safe then a piano then somehow shot in the head even more to bleed.
"You. Utter. Bastard."
"...What did I do?"
He screamed when a bullet aimed for him.
"And it didn't, it never did, was always something
Every time I felt good, they would remind me I was nothing
Every time I was down they couldn't help themselves but kick me
It tore me apart, took all the fight I had left in me "
Pipp played the piano, actually enjoying herself.
"Welcome, darling."
She played with one arm. The others were getting revenge for the torture and the broken of the dead arm hanging by her side.
"Louis, shoot the guy."
"Says the one who just shot him."
"Just. Shut. up."
"I had enough, I was so fucking done
I couldn't face all the drama so I decided to run
But you can't run forever, eventually you'll get tired
So I just stared at the rope, wishing my life would expire"
Louis held his hood down.
He felt broken everywhere. Been out through shit in the last few a days. They wouldn't keep this page up any longer.
Dead God, he wanted to die.
"I mean fuck it, if I am really nothing
Then nobody would stop me from taking that rope and jumping
So I took it, tied it around my little throat and proceeded to jump
When my mom bust in the door"
Louis remembered when he first harmed.
The scars still hushed his wrists to death. A hand settled on his. Ivy looked into his eyes.
He lived his little sister.
He shot a guy who came running, holding a fucking spear of all things. He glanced at Pipp.
For once, she seemed at happiness.
"I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say
I saw the tears in her eyes, I felt the pain go away
How could I be so selfish, how could I think I am nothing? When the person who gave me life obviously thought I was something"
He looked into the pair of eyes.
Louis once found them annoying to look at. He thought he'd eventually abandon them like everyone else to him in the past.
Now, Louis wouldn't even dare ask to leave for a second without permission. They were his people.
His pack. His family.
He loved them.
"Now I pray, pray for the people who never saw the light
Pray for the people who still cry at night
And those people will think of my words like protection"
Now the guys were almost dead.
Just a couple of more.
And they were killed, shot, even more. Louis picked up as he started to finish the piano. He smiled.
"Ready to go?"
Ivy nodded. "Fuck yeah."
He chuckled softly, nuzzling Pipp who squeaked in return. He couldn't leave his daughter, now, could he? Ludicrous to even think.
Hehe, he even used a fancy word.
"Think of them as the light when you fight depressionCos I know what it's like, I been there before. But for every close room, I'm here to open a door, I'm here to open a door"
Ivy put an arm around Louis' shoulder.
He helped her hop along the pavement as the night became taking over the sun. Carrying Pipp, they all went to go find somewhere to stay the night.
Hopefully to be healed in time.
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