What? I wanted to write a EriSol fic that's all.
Homestuck belongs to that sexy Hussie ass!
I stare at the desk litered with white documents, all with different writing and sizes ,some blank ,some littered with words, but those papers, those cod dammned papers ,well..they held my fate.
I felt a nervous cold sweat creeping antagonizingly upon me and i began to fidget and mess with the thin,raggy purple and blue scarf that hung everso dareingly around my neck. A strong soothing voice broke the tension filled silence like a baseball bat to a glass vase.
" I'm sorry ,but the tumor has spread, you need the surgey or you will die." I stared at my Human docter, Strider tall,blonde, strong , very handsome and with a pair of cherry eyes that could beat out a flame any day , he is about his mid-twentys and he is very kind but can be an ass sometimes. Just told me that I was going to die... I could feel a strong sence of fear and relief wash over my tembling body. Wait when had I started to tremble? I stared blankly as the cold sweat I had turned into a white hot feeling, then numbness.
"Bro you knoww I cant pay for one. I knoww you realize my ahem situation." I adressed him by his first name, my voice soft shakey but it seemed to be loud enough to be heard a thousand miles away.
It was true he did know my situation , he knew it very well to . My little 'situation' was the only reason i was seeing a human docter insted of one of the better trained , suitted for trolls docters. I jumped as I felt a large warm hand on my shoulder. When had Bro moved? It slowly came to me why I started to not notice or remeber these little things it was because of this damned thing in my head.
" I know, i really wish there was something I could do for you but I've got to take care of Dave and you know how I feel about that. I'm sorry man." I could here the softening pity in his voice and I could tell he was looking at me with sorrowful cherry eyes. I shrugged off the shoulder and shook my head lightly. He was also right about that too, I did know all to well after having Bro as my Docter for all these years, how much he cared for Dave.
"So..howw long do I havve?" I felt my speech impediment slip through my teeth like hot venom on my tongue, running a hand through my black and purple hair I sighed, My violet eyes began scanning the room looking for anything to keep my mind off of the next few words that where about to come out of the young docters lips.
"I'd give you till about next August give of take a few weeks, we would need to run more tests to determine the exact date." His voice was strained like he had been running a mile insted of speaking a few words. I gave out a shakey laugh trying to ease the ever growing tension in the room. It was scary, oh no it was beyond scary it was terrifying but , it was also a sign of relief . I wouldnt have to do it , no this thing would do it for me, God had put me through so much and knew I wanted to soon be taken out of this misery and he didn't want me to go to hell like one who had taken there own life was suppost to,no he was going to take me out, not me and he was going to do it the only way he knew how. No i would die by his hand and not mine.
" No more tests. I'm done wwith them " I snarl out quitely , I was going to die anyways why the hell would i want more tests? I knew all I needed to know. I was going to die end of story there was no way to help me by running more tests. I didnt want to prolong my misery more than I already had to. Hell I wanted to die in all honestly and get all this shit done and over with.
"Then... Then at least let me help ease you for a little while, you know ironicly." I watched quitely as he glided acrossed the room and grabbed,...what was that? Was that a-? Oh God no. No , No,No,No. My head reeled and I began to panic .
I quickly pulled my sleeves down , a new found hot fear hit me like a ton of bricks. No it wasnt the needle I was scared of, oh no I had no problems with needles at all I was well used to them by now , no I was scared by what Bro might find under those sleeves. My latest hobbie had grown on me and became an addiction, I made sure the the last time I came here I was covered but now..
"No." I said loud and clear, standing up , I began backing away slowly. The room was a normal small medical room , me one one side Bro on the other.
I could hear my heart pounding in my ears and I could feel the adrenaline beginning to rush it's way through my veins. My only hope was to make a dash for it while bro was still in shock of my little out burst. I watched him set the needle and I could feel my feet beginning to move .
Five, four, three, two more steps and it's home free! On-! Bam, I was hit hard like a car had crashed into my side . There I was stunned I hadn't even seen him move...My mind came back to me in a blink as i felt the sleeve of my sweater being tugged upon. NO!, NO!, NO!, Get away! My mind screamed at me and I did just was it said I was kicking and fighting the best I could but I knew it was all over when I herd a horrified gasp and the sound of a needle hitting the floor. I felt a pair of strong arms embrace me but I just kinda stood there numb and dumbfound at what I should do next.
"Eridan, why?" A soft desprate voice called me back and I glanced up to see a pair of sad and worried cherry eyes gazing down on me through a pair of dark shades.
I lowered my head and eyes ashamed of what I have done. My lowered eyes trailed around the floor till they caught sight of the damaged art work I had done. Scars and deep cuts lined my arms, some making shapes like hearts with lines through them, others spelling out words like , Ugly , Unwanted or Hated and some where just there just to be there and make they're own little strange art work and patterns.
"I'm sorry" I mummered, my voice monotone because I really wasn't but was the only thing I could think of to say at the time.
The larger body led my frailer one out into a white hall then back to a privet office that was labled , he never let go ... not at least until I was secure in the larger warmer room.
I was firmly set down in a large leather chair. I watched the normally cool-in-whatever-situation docter become slightly paincked, the only way I knew was because I watched him pick up a creepy ass puppet labled 'Lil Cal' and start to hug it.
I felt guilt and shame wash over me in tidle waves, I was causing this poor man so much stress right now. I stared at my blue and purple pin striped pants and my black boots, not having enough courage to even look up at the man who I was causeing so much trauma too. I felt my heart sink as I hear a phone being dialed twice and a " Hi Rose" and then a "Hi Mom" not to long after the first phone call had ended. Bro had called Rose his younger sister and Dave's older sister in to counsle me and he called Roxy the School's drunken nurse to watch me during the day.
This means i was now on 24/7 watch. I no longer held any freedom to hurt myself as I wish or do as I want , No this means I would be watched and forced to act normal, fake being happy, forever misrable on the inside but ,hey as long as you couldn't tell on the outside it was ok. There was a long pregeant pause between us till the sound of the creaking chair broke it.
" Be back here by four, and don't even think about not showing up bacause I will call the police and have them track you down."Bro voice was as sharp and cold as a stone never had I heared him talk this way before, I must have scared the poor soul much more than I could have ever imagined.
Without a word I get up and leave the much warmer room. Closing the door quitely as if not to startle the fragile being that sit in there anymore, I stand there for a few moments listening as a soft mummering sob and the word Dave come through the door.
Oh great now Dave knew too, now he would never see the end of it or worse Dave would tell everyone and he would find out ...Oh no my life is over completely and udderly over. I began debating which is worse going to school and having my life being over brodcasted today or getting caught by the police and having that and this both being brodcasted tomarrow.
Sighing i choose the first one, I didn't need a criminal offence against me too , that would only mean more people talking and more people watching, and there was no way in hell I would want that . I'm already getting enough shit as is now.
I procratinated as long as I could but evenutaly i had to resentfully leave the safe confines of the building amd venter 14 blocks to the school in fucking 13 below degree weather while it was hailing . What fucking school stays open durring fucking 13 below weather...Oh right mine would condsidering the fact that the place should be renamed hell.
I thought angrly as I stomped through the sleet and slush and snow on the ground .Dammned January weather always haveing to be so fucking cold and snowy and shit god it's cold right now i would give anything for a coat because my swaeter and scarf where not cutting it. Shoving my hands deep in my pockets I let my inner rant continued to fuel me and my rage till I came across the 2 story, silver and white building that i had come to very well know as Satan's playground. Biting my cold lips I began to have second thoughts about going in there, turning around and looking back I mumbled to myself
" Do I really wwant to wwalk back home?" I shook my head knowing the answer all to well , Fuck you if you think i'm going to walk all the way back freezing my ass off. walking through those black doors i immeditly wish I had choosen other wise. Pulling my gray hands out of my pockets I stepped into the empty God that it was early and that no one was here to harrass me , gripping my horns slightly to bring some heat and feeling back into them I slowly walked twords my locker.
"36 , 5, 23" I muttered ,taking my time i entered the comp into locker 612 then, I spent about 10 minutes yanking on the peice of shit till it opened with a loud groan . Everything just had to fuck with me today didn't it? i roughly pulled out the books I needed for my classes then very delicatly I carefully pulled out my scketch pad.
There! A loud sound hit my webbed ears it sounded almost like someone arguing but who?Oh no! The sould came closer and closer twords me, I didnt think to move and it was too late . I was in there sight and they where in mine.
=== Sup, You are Eridan Ampora, you are 7 1/2 sweeps old and have a varity of intrests that include: magic (though you know it's not real) , drawing , fish,bass and cutting. You where just told that you are going to die. Now you hear people comeing near.
===What will you do?
