Blood dripping down his nose and lips onto his shirt and floor. Wiping it with the back of his head, smearing it across his arm and lips-- but that was the least of his problem right now, he had put Lily in danger. With shaking legs he have walked/stumbled down the stairs to the girls who were both out cold. 

      "Lily... Please, you gotta wake up." His voice cracked, hitching on a sob. [i]Damn it! This was ALL his fault.[/i] gently shaking her shoulders to wake her up, without Annabelle waking up too-- he'd have to deal with her on his own plus what Mr and Mrs. Fray would do with him when they came home. Eyes fluttered open, groggy and still a bit out of it.

     Bug softly pushed her into a sitting position, checking to make sure she didn't have too much damage. It seemed like a just a few scrapes and bruises-- but he knew she'd even forget this moment. It would be burned into her mind for the rest of her life, unless she blocks it out. "Y- you gotta go. Get out of here and don't come back... Please, don't tell anyone either." He whispered, but by his tone of voice you could tell he was scared shitless. 

     Pushing her towards the front door, glancing back to make sure Annabelle was still laying on the floor knocked out. Taking a deep breath before opening the door and waiting for Lily to walk out... [i]if she was smart she would just leave and never come back.[/i] A groan from across the room made him jump, [i]shit Annabelle.[/i] Jabbing his finger at the door, begging with his eyes for her to get out. 

     "It's not safe..." Bug didn't care what happened to him, Annabelle could kill him for all he cared. He was nothing special-- more of a plaything or pet to her. That she could order around and kick at will when it pleased her, she was waking up that didn't leave him much time to get her out of here. So he opened the closet door that was where they put the shoes and jackets, pushing her inside and locking the door-- at least she'd be safer into there since she didn't seem to want to move.