A/N: warning, there’s mention of alcohol and tobacco, cannibalism and murder, swearing and some shitty mental health stuff (i.e depression, and psychopathy), if youre sensitive to this then please don’t read it

also, a small note, Buddy and Dot are siblings, Dot is one year younger than Buddy

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Buddy’s POV

“Ma? You in there?” I knocked on my mother’s door. Lately, she’s been locking herself up in her bedroom after Pa’s death. “Buddy please leave me alone.”

“A-are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Don’t worry sweetie.”

“O-okay.”

“Dinner’s in the fridge if you want.”

I walk away from the door and go down the stairs and open the fridge.

Hey, look at that! A tupperware of Matzoh Ball soup!

I look around.

Mine.

The next day ig

“Okay kids, I’m gonna go now. Bye!” Ma closed the door and I hear the lock outside the door.

I look at Dot.

“Snoop in Ma’s room?”

“Snoop in Ma’s room.”

I slowly cracked open the door, Dot pushed it open and walked past me. I look on the dresser to the side and see a framed picture of Ma as a kid with a man who looks like her. I see a hand mirror on the dresser and pick it up and look at my reflection, then back to the picture.

Wow, we three are so similar in looks. Wonder who that guy is.

Maybe a relative.

“Holy fuck.”

I look behind.

Dot had something in her hand and she has a disgusted look painted on her face.

“What’s wrong?”

I look at her hand and see a fucking condom.

“Put it back Dot, PUT IT BACK-!”

“OKAY! OKAY! I’M PUTTING IT BACK!”

She throws the condom back into the open dresser drawer.

I open her closet and find a piece of paper.

I picked it up.

It read:

I contend that your drinking eye has never opened

I insist somebody would DIE, and I hate hoping

Wishing that the pills let you cry, and I hate coping

Someday I will go back outside and see him, okay

What?

“What’s that?” Dot walked up to me and pushed her glasses on top of her nose, then took the paper from my hand.

“Oh my God, this fits my theory.”

“Theory?”

“C’mere.”

Dot took my hand and pulled me and stood in front of Ma’s nightstand.

Her nightstand has a cabinet door, Dot kneeled down and opened it. It revealed an orange pill bottle, a pack of cigarettes, and a bottle of beer.

“What…?”

“Yes. I think this is some kind of way for Ma to cope with Pa’s death.”

“Bullshit.”

“Fuck no.”

Then I heard keys jiggling.

“Shit, she’s home!” Dot said as she took my hand and ran across the hall, almost kicking down her bedroom door. She took out a pink shoebox which she uses to keep her makeup stuff, took it out and threw it at me. I coughed.

She pushed me down on the floor. “Sit”

“Pretend that I used you as a makeup mannequin.

I took her mirror and looked at myself.

“No offence, but it’s disgusting.”

“Constructive criticism is allowed!”

Then we heard footsteps, Ma looked at us as soon she reached the top of the stairs. “That’s cute, you used your brother as a test, hm Dorothy?”

“Yeah, I did!” Dot smiled nervously and cross her legs.

Ma smiled sweetly and walked to her room. Hopefully, she won’t find out we snooped in it.

Later that night ig

BANG!

“Shit!”

I woke up, hearing a bang and a familiar voice cuss. I opened the door and tiptoed to Ma’s room.

Fuck, she’s not here!

I ran to Dot’s room and opened the door and ran to her, trying to shake her awake. “Fuck off, Mister Drew, I don’t wanna take another shift,” she mumbled while turning to the side.

Who the hell is Mister Drew?

A/N: this fic takes place BEFORE Buddy got hired by Joey

“Dot! Wake up!” She finally got up and reached for her glasses on the nightstand “What the fuck do you want in the middle of the night?”

“Ma’s not in bed!”

“Ohh shit.”

Dot got out of bed and reached under her bed and pulled out a pistol, she took a flashlight under her pillow and tossed it to me.

“Let’s go. And before you ask, Pa gave the gun to me.”

I followed her from behind and switched on the flashlight, when we both reached the bottom I pointed the flashlight everywhere, then I saw something move.

“Did you see that?”

“What??”

“Something moved.”

She cocked her gun. “Who’s there?”

Then I saw light blue glowing eyes.

I nudged Dot on the shoulder and pointed at the eyes, then I heard the sound of something being dragged against the floor.

The eyes are moving.

Dot tried to shoot the thing but missed.

I tried to find the light switch, I found it and turned the lights on.

“Ma?!”

“Kids, I can explain!”

I looked down and she had 3 or 4 dead bodies in her hand, and she was dragging them to the kitchen.

She let go of the bodies, took off the black gloves on her hands, and put her knife in the sink. She sat on the couch and patted beside her. We both slowly and cautiously walked towards her.

“Dorothy put the gun down.”

Dot dropped the gun.

“Okay, kids. Fine. I’m a mass murderer. Arsonist. Cannibal. One of the most wanted criminals of New York City. I was born with psychopathy, thanks to my father. I witnessed my dad burn my mom alive and choke her to death. I depended on him for everything. And he taught me murder was his coping mechanism. I followed his steps. Yes, your father knows who I am. I stopped being who I was when you were born, Buddy. I’ve been trying to cope with your father’s death. I dunno why, but something snapped in me that made me become who I was again. I’m sorry. I should stop. I could just die in a hole for all you care.”

I slowly walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her.

“You need to get help. Can we go get therapy or something?”

Dot started dialling. “Sure. But to be honest I think I have to take the full time.”

I giggled, Dot finished dialling. “Uh- Hi? Yeah, I’d like to schedule therapy for my mother. Wh- What. Geez, that much just to fix someone’s feelings? Whatever. U-uh her name is Irena. Irena Lewek. Yeah, I’m her daughter.”

“C’mon time for bed.” Ma took my hand. She took Dot’s too after she hung up. “I’m sorry you had to see that.” 

“Nah, we’re fine. Mostly.”

Fuck it, timeskip after they got tucked into bed sjkadhjkshd

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I just wrote this in my free time or whatever so it didn’t turn out good, it was just a warm up for my hands

*stretches*

*screams in pain*