You're back at the farm. Alone this time picking tomatoes. You're placing them in a basket. The sun shining down from the sky. You're in the cool shade of the trees. You hear the animals making noises but you don't think much of it. Bubba will be here soon and he's gonna show you how to milk a cow. 'Should be just like a goat right?', Who knows. You smile and continue picking. You hear footsteps knowing it's Bubba. He puts a hand on your head and you smile.

"It's such a nice day Bubba. Wanna help me pick some pears?"

"I've got other things planned for us baby." It's not Bubbas voice. A wave of fear washes over you as you realize it's Tex. He's back. But before you can scream he's got his hand over you mouth and he's standing you up. "What's the matter pretty boy? At a loss for words?" You start crying trying to break free from his grasp. He doesn't let go. He leads you into the barn and into an empty stall pinning you against the wall. He takes off his belt and ties your hands tight with it. He grabs something out of his pocket and shoves it in you mouth. You realize it's a bandanna he's using as a gag, tying it behind your head. You start to cry and scream as he just laughs.

"You're gonna enjoy this pretty boy. I always please my partners. I can see you asking for it." He tries to pull down your pants but you push him away. He quickly puts you in a headlock and hold you close. "Don't worry honey. I'll make you feel really good." You struggle and cry. He starts groping your body as you squirm trying to get away. He keeps going. You stomp on his foot hard making him yelp. But he doesn't let go. You hear him pull out a blade and put it up to your torso.

"We could have done this the easy way (Y/N)." He sighs and slashes your stomach. You bolt upright in bed. You feel your body. 'No cuts'. You look around your moonlit room. 'No Tex'. You sigh and look at your clock.

It's midnight and you had another nightmare. You know how this process goes. You can't fall back asleep until you're nerves are calmed. It's easy when it's a nightmare about being chased by a monster. But it's harder when it feels so real. You sigh not knowing what to do. 'Bubba saved me last time'. You think. 'Maybe talking with him would help'. You get up cringing at the low creak the floor makes when you step on it. You open your door and go out in the hallway. You Can tell which doors Nubbins and Chop tops room because of the animal pelts nailed to the door. You find a door slightly open with a light on.

"Bubba?" You ask quietly opening the door. You see him sitting on his bed. He turns to look at you. He's not wearing his mask but he's got some sort of leather mask on the lower half of his face. You can see the top half of his face clearly. He's a beautiful dark brown eyes that remind you on a night sky. The light reflecting in them the stars. His hair is a bit shaggy and black. He's concerned as to why you're here.

"I um had a nightmare about that man that attacked me the other day." You look at the floor and adjust yourself. "I um feel safer being with you." You look back at him and his eyes show he's smiling. He pats his bed and you go sit on it with him. "I was back at the barn again. He came up behind me and threw me into a stall. He started touching me and when I fought back he went to slash me. It felt so real. I was so scared I was gonna..." You trail off putting your head in your hands. Bubba pulls you in and hugs you tight. You cry silently into his chest. He's still bandaged up. You can feel them on your back. You sit back up and take his bandages. They're bloody and dirty.

"Oh Bubba we gotta change these. I don't want you getting an Infection." You say sniffling. He simply nods. You get up and go back to your room.

I worry about (Y/N) a lot. He's a great friend. But I have this feeling about him. Something I've never felt before. I feel comfort around him. I just wanna be his, and only his. I don't want anyone else looking at him the way I do. I want to talk to Drayton about this but he's yell at me. (Y/N) is back with his medical kit. He sits on my bed and unwraps my bandages. My cuts are covered in dried blood and he sighs. He grabs a bottle and puts some of the liquid inside on a cotton ball. "This might sting a bit." He says touching one of my cuts with the cotton. It does but I don't move. I know he's trying to help me. He cleans them all looking at my hand. I look at him working. He's so cute. Not in the way I see the cats as cute. A different way I don't know how to explain. He's done cleaning and starts to wrap my wounds. I wanna touch his hair. I wanna just hug him and play with it. He looks so nice.

He looks back up at me and smiles a bit. His tears are gone and he looks happy. I smile to. I wish I could show him. I wanna take off my mask for him but I'm scared to. I don't want him seeing my messed up jaw. He pulls me back in a hug and I quickly hug back closing my eyes.

"Bubba you make me feel safe. I'm so thankful you've saved me twice now. Unfortunately once was from your brothers. But I'm still thankful." I smile and hug him tighter. I don't want him hurting anymore. I've been thinking about him leaving in two months. I'm gonna miss him. Maybe I could find a way to go with him. Although Drayton would kill me. But I should just savor the fact he's here. It's so nice having someone here that isn't dinner. We've had to sneak them in when (Y/N) was gone. I convinced Drayton to not feed him the meat. I don't want him eating that. He makes me not want to kill. He makes me question why I do it in the first place really.