#bethany
Bethany ☉ Hawke
Caution for: BBU, pet whump, conditioning and associated tropes, “romantic” pet, mention of noncon/dubcon
Just Acting - The Back Door
[First |Prev| All | tbc]Bethany sleeps right there on the grimy carpet, naked and cold and hurting. The house is dark, but her dreams are bright with the white, white light that never dims and never goes away.
In the morning she is woken by Kyle tripping over her.
She creeps, aching, into his room to retrieve her clothes. Deep, dark bruises have formed across her hips, and fainter ones on her wrists and ankles and knees where they knocked against the bed frame. Just struggling into her clothes takes monumental effort.
Her whole body hurts and shakes too much to be useful, so she spends the rest of the day slinking around hiding in corners from Miss Mosley’s ire.
Caution for: BBU, pet whump, conditioning and associated tropes, “romantic” pet, explicitnoncon/dubcon
Just Acting - The Bed Frame
[First |Prev| All | tbc]Liv said one week or two. Fourteen days at most, and she’ll come back for her.
Bethany has already lost count. Has it been eight days, or nine?
She thinks about marking the walls, like a prisoner making tally marks in a cell – and she knows better than to wonder where that thought came from – but she could never do something so bad. Even if she knows she could do it behind a couch or under the table and they’d never notice.