《Angels Can Be Bad Too (Bendy X Alice fan fiction)》The End Part 1 (Chapter 10)
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/// Yes, my fellow readers, it is that time again where we all say our good byes to our little devil darling. I know this will be hard for us, but our journey is over. If you'd like I will make another one, just as a One Shot in my One Shot book. Please don't hesitate to send me a suggestion or question you have about this or any of the other books I've published. Thank you and have a wonder day.
Bendy looked Joey dead in the eyes, his heart pounding. He felt like he was to explode with each second passing. He knew Joey was watching ever move he made. Bendy looked around for a way out, but there was nothing. He simply had to come clean, even if that meant hurting Alice.
"You may not believe me Joey, but Alice and I love eachother. We've been togther in secret for a while now." Bendy stammered over every word and line. He felt like they were stuck in the pit of his throat. Joey narrowed his eyes, his face becoming red with anger...or fear. "Bendy. Aaron was made so Alice could trust him. Love him. You however, were made to destroy the things you touch. Just like Sammy." Joey hissed at Sammy's name, as if it were a rat running along a street. Bendy shut his eyes tentivly, breathed in once and let it out. "I'm sorry." He began, a rush of fear kicking in. "I didn't mean to cause harm, but Joey... you made me come to life. I feel the same emotions as you or Henry. I can love, despite being drawn as a demon cartoon character you made up. Sammy's name should not be spoken like that. He died to save you!" Joey placed a hand on his hip, glaring. "And who do you think made him save me?" Bendy gulped. He had pulled the guilt card. "M-m-me..." he whispered softly. Joey nodded. "Yes, you did. Everything you do is a waste of time." Bendy became slightly angry. "Alice is free to love! Why not me?" He spoke, raising his voice on 'me'. Joey held up his hand for silance from the devil. "You are a demon." Bendy felt his anger and power begin to bubble to the serface. "You're stereotyping, Joey. It doesn't matter if I was created to look like this." Joey, who had just about enough, turned, so his back was facing Bendy. "I'm going to rip the band-aid off you, Bendy, Alice never really loves you, it's just a show. Just like she was created for, giving a show. You think that sweet little angel is there forever? Guess again, Bendy because Sammy and I made her just a tad evil." Bendy looked at Boris, who was still standing beside a wall. "B-but... angel's can't be bad!" He stammered. Joey turned his head slightly. "Oh but they can be, Bendy. Angel's can be bad."
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Alice watched in horror as Joey lashed out at Bendy. She wanted to walk in there and defend him, but she could see the fear in Bendy's eyes. Mixed with the desire of anger.
Out of the side of her vision she noticed Henry carrying an axe. She gasped when she realized what was going down, or what was going to. It was just like her nightmares, only this time, she couldn't wake up.
// Trying to separate this into about 4 or 5 parts. Let me know what you think
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