【𝘍𝘰𝘹𝘺'𝘴 𝘗.𝘰.𝘝.】
No matter how many times I tried, I couldn't shake the image of Mangle's mother out of my head. She sat on a chair, her body rigid and her face spacey. Her eyes were cloudy and pooled with tears. It seemed that she was still in denial. She kept shaking her head, not wanting to believe what was happening.
The loud sobs shook me to the core, and I couldn't help but think that this was my fault. If I had been with Mangle then this wouldn't have happened. If I had realized she was gone just a bit sooner, maybe I could have saved her. I growled at myself, cursing inwardly for my stupidity.
"Ms. Des' Troy?" Afton asked. Angel looked up, her eyes only making me hurt more. I couldn't bare it any longer, I had to look away.
"I'd like to ask you some questions, if that's all right?" She said and sat in the chair next to her. Angel nodded. Afton placed a hand on her shoulder.
"You know Foxy, right?" She asked and beckoned me to sit. As I did Angel looked up and nodded.
"That's my daughter's date." She replied and kept her arms wrapped around herself. I looked at my feet.
"Yeah. Is this the first time anything like this has happened?" Afton asked. Angel nodded. Afton pursed her lips.
"What about people who might be after her. Did she have any enemies, people who might have done this?" She asked. Angel shook her head.
"Not that she told me. Mangle's always been a sweet girl. I-I can't-" She stopped and her eyes widened.
"I-It's him."
【𝘹𝘹𝘹】
【𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘗.𝘰.𝘝.】
"You're gonna find out just what it's like to disobey me." He said and brought me through a hall. I thrashed as much as my body would let me.
"Damn it! Let me go! Let me go! You disgusting bastard, let me go!" I screamed. His nails dug in my skin and he let out a low chuckle, but said nothing. He continued to walk and I continued to protest. Three more turns and we were at a square room with a bed. My eyes widened.
"No. No! No no no no! God, please no!" I screamed again, tears already starting to pour out of my eyes. He laughed.
"Oh sweet Mangle. Sweet naive little Mangle. There is no God. If there was a God, this would not be happening. If there was a God, people like me wouldn't exist. Don't you see? God doesn't exist, and no amount of calling his name will make him." He said and pushed me on the bed. I struggled under his body. He looked at me and smiled.
"How I love seeing you struggle." He said and placed his lips on my neck. I moved my head to the side and attempted to shake him off. He growled and moved away.
"Fine, if that's how you wanna play, then so be it!" He got off of me and walked towards the door, standing directly in the middle so I couldn't get away even if I tried. He pulled out a phone and tapped a few things. He held it to his ear and waited.
"Hello. Yeah, I'm gonna need some of the rope." He said. My eyes widened.
Rope? Why the hell would he need rope? But I feared that I already knew the answer.
【𝘹𝘹𝘹】
【𝘍𝘰𝘹𝘺'𝘴 𝘗.𝘰.𝘝.】
"Who is him?" Afton asked, her voice calm and soothing. Angel looked at her, a crazy glint in her eye.
"That... That purple guy." She replied and hugged her legs further to her chest. Afton looked confused but I knew exactly what she meant.
"Purple guy?" She asked. Angel nodded.
"He... He..." She trailed off and hid her face in her hands, quiet sobs emanating from her mouth. I sighed.
"'The purple guy' is just a nickname. We don't know his real name. He attacked Angel a few days ago looking for Mangle. That's all I know, she'll probably be able to tell you more." I said. Afton looked at me and then her. She grabbed a walkie-talkie and turned it on.
"This is Deputy Afton. We've got a suspect. They call him The Purple Guy. I'm gonna try to get a description. See what you can find." She said into it. She stopped and looked back at Angel.
"I've got a sketch artist around here. Do you think you could give him a description of the man?" She asked politely. Angel nodded. Before they walked away she stopped and looked at me.
"You should go home Foxy. Try and get some sleep. We'll find her." She said with a small smile. I stared at her. Did she really think I could sleep when Mangle was out there missing? That bastard doing Thor knows what? I sighed and looked at the floor. I gave a small nod and heard steps began to fade. I looked around.
Where's Mom and Dad? They should be around here somewhere. I turned my head around and looked for them. After not seeing them I sighed. Guess I actually have to look for them. I ducked under the police tape and walked around the cars.
My hands were in my pocket and my head was down. I know I should be looking for my parents but for now I just needed to be alone with my thoughts. I stopped walking when I neared a patch of grass away from all the hectic activity and slowly sat.
【𝘹𝘹𝘹】
【𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘗.𝘰.𝘝.】
I held my legs to my chest and continued to sob. Why was this happening to me? What did I ever do to deserve this? I heard him laugh.
"Why are you crying darling?" He asked. I lifted my head up and glared at him. He stood against the wall with a smirk on his face.
"Well I don't know. You kinda kidnapped me on the what was supposed to be the best day of my life." I replied and wiped my tears. He laughed.
"Don't worry darling. It'll get better. As soon as that idiot Marvin brings that stupid rope!" He shouted. I winced and looked down. The bottom of my dress was covered in mud. I sniffled and picked it up.
"You ruined it." I said, barely above a whisper. He laughed.
"Ruined what?" He asked. I sniffled again.
"M-my dress." I replied and looked up. He scoffed.
"Who cares? It's just a dress." He said and looked out of the door. I frowned.
"I care. It was really expensive and someone very special bought it for me." I said and wiped more of my tears away. I heard him laugh. He looked at me and crossed his arms.
"Let me guess. Foxy?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. I nodded. He scoffed. I scowled.
"What?" I demanded. He shook his head.
"Foxy was shopping with that Bonnie guy. How would he have known that you were staring at that dress?" He asked, still raising his eyebrow at me.
"Maybe... maybe he asked-"
"Who? Chic? That girl that hates you? Yeah right. Even if he had asked her, she probably would've picked the ugliest dress she saw." He interrupted. I pursed my lips. He was right, but how else could've Foxy known?
"Tell me Mangle, you haven't forgotten the first time you saw me, have you?" He asked. I rolled my eyes. How could I forget one of the worst moments of my life? I nodded and he smiled.
"Goodie. Can you tell me where that was?" He replied. I sighed.
"It was at the..." I began but my face fell and I trailed off as realization dawned on me. He smiled.
"Exactly. I actually think you owe me. $700 is quite a lot." He said and walked over to me. I turned away. I can't believe this. He placed a hand on the top of my dress. I choked out tears.
"Please." I said. He chuckled.
"Please what?" He asked. I shook my head.
"Stop." I replied. He sighed and moved away.
"Just thought I should give you one more chance." He said.
"A chance for what?" I shout. He rolled his eyes.
"To give consent, of course." He replied. My eyes widened.
"C-consent?" I asked. Before he could answer there was a large man at the doorway. He held several pieces of rope in his hand.
"Uh... I've got the rope boss." The man said. The Purple Guy looked at him.
"Finally! Took you long enough!" He shouted. He grabbed the rope from the man and walked over to me. My eyes widened as he sat, but before he did anything he turned around.
"You can leave now!" He shouted. The big man jumped in surprise.
"R-right! Sorry boss!" He said before quickly walking away. The Purple Guy turned back towards me, his spine chillingly wicked smile back on.
"Let the fun begin." He said. I feared that we had two very different definitions of fun.
【𝘹𝘹𝘹】
【𝘍𝘰𝘹𝘺'𝘴 𝘗.𝘰.𝘝.】
I looked up to the crowded sky. The clouds had faded long ago to make room for the stars.
"What was going through her head when he took her? Did she cry out for help? Who did she call for?" I asked. No one responded. I growled and raked my hand through my hair. I pulled at the roots as the tears began to well up. I looked back up to the sky.
"What did she say!?" I shouted at the heavens. I began to cry. I hadn't cried this hard since I went to the emergency room. I hadn't felt this much pain since the cuts took away my hand. I hadn't felt this broken since... ever. Mangle was gone and I couldn't do anything but cry.
"Where are you?" I whispered. She hadn't even been gone for a full 24 hours and I was already a mess. What would I do if she wasn't found.
What the fuck, Foxy!? You can't think like that!
But what if she wasn't?, the other half of my brain wanted to think. What if she was trapped with him forever.
"Please." I whispered. "She didn't deserve this. She never hurt anyone. Why her? Why!?" I screamed. This isn't right. It isn't fair! Then, the same part of me that thought she wouldn't be found said, "When was this game of life ever fair?".
And what I hated even more was that it was right. If life were fair, I'd still have my hand, she'd still be here, and I wouldn't have to worry about never seeing her again. But if life were fair, she wouldn't have tried to kill herself and her mom wouldn't have had to move her here, where I met her. I groaned and pulled at my hair again.
"I just want her back. Where she's safe. Is that too much to ask?" I said and looked up at the sky. The tears dripped from my eyes, to my cheeks, and off to the grass. I continued to cry. I remember someone had once told me, "Tears are for people who cry and people who cry are weak." but he was wrong. People who cry aren't weak. They've just been strong for too long. And I don't think that I can be strong any longer. Not when I know she's not okay.
"Mangle..." I cried.
"Foxy?"
I looked up. It was my mom. I quickly wiped my tears.
"H-hi mom." I said and sniffled. I plastered on a fake smile. She frowned. If anyone knew me better than myself, it was my mom. She sat next to me and said nothing. We stared at each other for a while before she held open her arms. I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. I wrapped myself in her and began to sob again.
"W-what if-"
"Unless that's a positive what if I don't want to hear it." She said and rubbed my back. I nodded.
"Mom..."
"Yes sweetheart?"
"I really love her."
"I know sweetheart."
【𝘹𝘹𝘹】
【𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘗.𝘰.𝘝.】
TW: Rape, skip if uncomfortable
I pulled at the rope above my head as his body pressed against mine. When you're blindfolded and gagged your other senses become 10 times stronger. Every time he touched me, every moment his calloused hands caressed my body, I felt more and more repulsed. My head pounded as he pulled at my dress.
This wasn't how my first time should be. It was supposed to be with someone I loved when I was much, much older. Not like this. Not with him.
"I want to hear you." He said as he pulled the cloth out of my mouth.
I began to cry harder as he dragged my dress all the way down.
TW over
I said the first thing that came to my mind.
"Foxy..."