Chill
By Dead Promises
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It was never fair for Bendy to simply allow his hatred and selfishness to work out when he refused to have someone know something he was not part of.
Bendy thought he had obtained this cruel bliss from simply hiding something from someone.
What he didn't know was how destiny had a way of bending things to make what had not happened occur anyway.
For this he was sorrowed.
Meanwhile, somewhere only a couple of yards away from the intersect between Antonucci Lane and Wilson way, there stood an apartment easily in view.
Although it's height was strongly reminiscent to it, the apartment did not belong to Mac.
Instead, to a different person that seemed to have a close relation to him.
It belonged to a preteen girl with three pigtails growing out, blue and rainbow sleeved overalls, and a knack for talking so much, at a so fast speed.
Eleven thirty on Saturday was her accustomed curfew when it came to reading so many books that not only interested her, but gave her the chance to take vocabulary from them and use them to her own advantage.
Once she finished brushing her teeth and changing into her standard yellow pajamas, there was nothing left for Goo to sit out for but her bed.
"Sigh, well time for sleepy sleep! Hopefully tomorrow will be a different day and -"
But just as she tried to finish speaking, her phone rang.
"Hello! Who could it be at this time of night?" Asked Goo deliriously before she picked the phone up.
"Hello? Who is it that would be speaking at this very time of which we all should be sleeping by now?" She asked.
"Goo?" Said a voice.
"Wha- Mac?" She asked.
"Is it you? Why are you calling at this time of night, I mean, forgive me if I'm wrong when you claimed surprise parties aren't your thing, but dawn is a long way from now, and if you ask me-"
"Wait, Goo. Did you ever get the letter?" Asked Mac's voice
Goo paused.
"A letter? Um, no I didn't, why? Was I supposed to, cause I just checked the mail a few hours ago, but there wasn't anything for me, why? Did you send something for me?" asked Goo, the last question in a way that would make Mac blush.
"Um..well um, yeah I guess uh-" Mac nearly stuttered, trying to fight off being timid about it.
"You like me, don't you?" Asked Goo, now more serious than girlish.
Mac then paused.
Now that he knew she never received the letter yet he'd have to try not to lie about the current subject, he had to find a loophole through all of it.
"Look Goo, before I can answer that, there's something I want you to know" Began Mac.
"Lay it on me, then." She replied.
"Listen. Last night, I had some sort of dream. I don't know how to say this but I guess it dealt with me doing something really terrible that I would not have expected to happen until… well, you know" Said Mac.
"To be one hundred percent honest, I don't know. But what was so horrible about your dream that you had to go and tell me about it?" Asked Goo.
"Because in the dream I had, I sort of, I guess, killed myself" Mac replied.
"Whoa, sounds like a nightmare to me. I mean it's a good thing dreams are dreams and not something they can base themselves off of real life, cause if that was-"
"Wait" Mac interrupted.
Goo paused after then.
"Listen, that dream I had was not as fake as I expected it to be. I mean, I even remember actually killing myself for a reason you know" Mac said.
Goo continued after raising one eyebrow.
"Yeah, but it sounds odd to me still. I mean, suicide is very unlikable from you Mac. I mean, it's not like you would have suffered something so shameful in the past it would have nearly lead you to-"
"Wait wait, hold on. You mean you don't know the reason I would have done it?" Mac asked in an almost irate tone, when he knew that while she didn't have the letter for the unknown reason, it was safe to ask her.
But once she replied, he now wished he hadn't
"Only because there is no reason. You're a good person who has a life without misery, Mac. And if anyone were to ever trouble you even the slightest, I would be on your side to defend you from anyone that came in your way".
Mac could no longer hold back his fury.
"Hm, and I suppose that by "anyone" you would never include yourself, now would you?" Asked Mac firmly.
"Um, I don't follow" Goo replied.
"Of course not, you and many other people who take my feelings to be some kind of renewable resource you can just waste away when it's possible to use it more than once when in truth it was already ravaged before you even started" Mac spoke furiously.
"What are you talking about, Mac ? Who would be so cruel enough to do something they'd think they can just do it as many times as they'd like without realizing it hurts their feelings?" Goo asked desperately after taking Mac's unreasonable tone.
Mac sighed.
"I don't know, but maybe you might know when you hear those two simple words that can't be ignored once you take them in" Mac said slowly.
"Let me just assume. It was the surprise party, wasn't it? Oh come off it, Mac! Aren't you used to that crap already you could grasp it in between your hands and choke it down by taking it as a joke?"
Now that Goo was angry at him, this was now heading towards more of an argument than a conversation.
"To begin with, It's NOT a joke anymore when I've heard it before for the past four years, and if it was, would I be laughing any how?-"
Goo couldn't reply, yet managed to retain a stern look.
"-And another thing, it wasn't just the party, but when you told me I stank. I mean, that would hurt everyone's feelings in spite of it being just a joke without an apology"
There was Goo's turning point.
"Oh, I'm sorry mister sensitive! But why would you be so offended by only my words when other people, especially Coco, threw down even worse insults at you?"
"Because yours….well-" Mac flinched in speaking.
"Well what?! Spit it out!! I'm not allowed to be on the phone longer than 11:30 p.m., and it's already eleven!" Goo yelled impatiently, yet not so loud.
Mac drew a heavy sigh.
"Forget it, I just wanted to let you know I'm running away, and why" Mac said, now calm.
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I got to make a phone call to my best friends
I got to let them know that I'm leaving
Everything behind me, and politely
I don't want to hurt their feelings, oh no
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"Running away? All for a stupid surprise party? If this is your idea to get back at us, NO, me by joking around, I'll tell you right now it failed" Goo replied, also a bit calm but nevertheless firm.
"Believe what you want Goo, I am running away. From what I've seen in my dream, killing myself is too much to ask for." Said Mac slowly.
"But before I hang up, I guess it's fair to answer that question you asked me before I headed off into my pointless explanation, seeing as you never got the letter."
Goo tried to remember which question it was, when Mac finishes
'Let's just say, I thought I did"
Once that was said, a crackle sound with showed Mac had hung up was heard.
Either ignorant or careless whether he procured the point evidently enough to her understanding.
"Drama king, what did he think he did anyway? And what's with that stupid letter he kept mentioning about?" Goo stated to herself.
Looking at her bed, she undid the covers as she was preparing to sleep, unaware she left the phone not intact when it was merely lying there.
Yet once she hanged up herself, she remembered something she said.
"You like me, don't you?"
"What? Was that what he meant? NO!" Goo asked herself, as she immediately walked towards her wardrobe to change into a chestnut colored sweater, and run out her house.
"I'm glad Mom and Dad are heavy sleepers!" Goo smirked as she closed the front door without locking it, and ran towards where she knew Mac lived.
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I'll need to come back and I want to explain
Why I had to leave them sleeping
The answer's in the air, but I really don't care
Cause I couldn't really keep on breathing the smoke
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Once she ran far enough to where she knew by now where Mac lived, Goo stopped and drooped her head down to take the time to wheeze in and out air from having to run so much in a simple minute.
"Where could he have gone by know?" Goo asked herself after she finished panting and resumed jogging.
Yet only a few meters away from a corner which separated both Wilson Way and Cherry street, Bendy was leaned back on a building without the slightest idea on what to do next.
His head directed straight up to gaze at the dark star decked sky, as though wondering if there ever was and will be a tomorrow.
In some ways, he felt quite thankful to be able to see the stars at night in spite of being nothing more than the stray he never considered himself to be.
To Bendy, it seemed like freedom to be able to walk around any place he desired since he was alone.
It was almost as if the world was but a white billiard ball, that you may never know what you might hit.
Although there were days when he had wished he had an owner again to play with, talk with, but most of all, be with.
But it was nights like these that made him believe that perhaps deep down, everyone all alone, especially when death was around the corner.
Now that it was only him, every day was like a gift he did not have to share with anyone.
Yet there was one thing he never saw coming when he was over convinced with the fact that residing around the streets seemed easier: he was not the first.
Seconds later, he starts to hear footsteps heading this way.
At first, he thinks about hiding from believing it may be something dangerous from policemen, to stray pit bulls that seemed to have a fond for chasing imaginary friends.
But had it not been for realizing they were slow footsteps, he would have never easily figured out they were coming from a person, or now that he saw him, Mac.
Apparently, when he looked Mac in the eyes as he came closer, all he knew from him was that he didn't seemed that satisfied while he carried a medium sized briefcase.
When Mac looked at Bendy, he could assume he was thinking the same thing about him.
Before Mac could pass by Bendy, he began to hear running and someone calling his name from afar behind him.
He should have known it was Goo whom was wearing a sweater.
Mac sighed and turned his head to pretend he did not see her.
Once she made it there, she took a moment to pant out from running fast paced for the second time.
"What do you want, Goo?" Mac asked, mild hostility seemed present within his voice.
Upon hearing Mac say her name, Bendy's eyes widened as though an epiphany struck him.
"Oh come on! I had to jog my butt all the way here to get to you, and the only thing you can come up with is that?!" Goo shouted to a point she might fear it may wake someone up.
After a while, Goo notices Bendy's presence when Mac reacts to her question.
"What else am I supposed to say? If I explain everything to you, it will be just as pointless as when I told you the reason I wanted to kill myself, right?" Mac said, turned around.
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And every time when I painted my room
Like a fool I hid my feelings
And every time when I painted my room
I thought about leaving
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Goo was stumped right there.
How was she able to reply without having to argue with him like in the telephone.
But that's when she remembered the previous reason she had traveled to look for Mac.
It might have been hard to say, but when she asked him, it was not a big deal.
"Well, I was right about one thing, right?" She asked.
"About what?" Mac asked, calm but upset.
"Well, you know…um…you sort of… I guess." Goo never thought she would have trouble speaking at that moment.
But she didn't.
"Err… I was right about one thing, you do like me, right?" Goo managed to speak.
"Yes, I did. But now that I know better, there are reasons why I should have thought about it more" Mac replied, now completely calm.
Whether he hurt her feelings or not, all Mac wanted to do was for her to cease blocking her path when deep down, he felt even the smallest pity.
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You roll like a stone girl, you should not stop
And I don't want to step on your feet
And you do what you do to stay on top
And I don't want to make you feel incomplete
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Goo looked up for a moment then replied.
"Well, actually, there's nothing wrong with that. I mean, I'm actually all right with that, Mac, seeing as I sort of-"
"Mac?"
It was Bendy who asked that question this time, and who Goo and Mac now had their attention to.
Bendy did not know what to say, when they kept on looking at him as though they never knew he existed.
"I thought about keeping it as a secret for my own satisfaction. But when guilt hits you right in the face, I don't think it's worth it. Especially right now" Bendy said, as he did something beyond belief, although he was imaginary.
Bendy raised his index finger, and tapped his forehead.
Afterwards, his forehead splits open to reveal what looked like an eyeball in a vertical position.
"What the heck?" Mac exclaimed as he saw the eyeball begin to squirt out a velvet material too gooey to be solid yet too dense to be liquid.
As the liquid fell on to Bendy's hairy palm, he said " I never thought I'd have to remove something out of me in an instance such as this one"
Bendy looked straight at Goo, and asked "You're Goo, am I right?"
For once, Goo was left speechless enough to do not much but nod in response.
"All right, hold out your hands" Bendy ordered, as Goo knew not much to do, but what he said.
Once she held out both palms, Bendy dropped the liquid like mold onto them to Goo's half displeasure.
Before they could expect anything to happen, Goo and Mac both watched in shock as the substance began morphing and becoming thinner until it took the form of something no thinner than a piece of paper.
Seconds later, it even took the form of a piece of paper as it became rectangular and white all over with light blue horizontal lines on it.
Once it's form was completely intact, Goo glanced at it, and asked in a confused manner
"Uh…was exactly is this that you just gave me?".
"Before all the writing comes integral, I'd advise you to believe what he said about his story having to do with suicide" Bendy proclaimed while pointing at Mac.
"How did you do that? And how do you know this?" Mac asked urgently.
"Did she ever receive the letter you sent to her?" Bendy asked with his hands on his back.
"I guess not. She said it herself, she never got it" Replied Mac, while returning a glare a Goo.
Bendy closed his eyes, and said "From what I've seen, you'd want her to understand what it was you tried to do, although it's no longer going to happen, am I right?"
Mac looked aside for a second, and replied "Yes"
"Okay, now then" Bendy said, as he opened his eyes.
"What are you guys talking about, and why'd this paper be just mold a few seconds ago?" Asked Goo, when she looks down on the paper and sees it has something new on it.
Folding wrinkles, and words inscribed in Mac's handwriting.
"Wow! How can you do that?" Goo asked.
"That does not concern you. Read it unless you don't want to be anymore surprised than you've already been this night" Bendy said.
Due to the night's complex darkness, Goo could not see anything.
Yet it was like Bendy could read her mind as he spread one hand out, and caused the streetlight in the corner of the street to turn on.
"How's that?" Bendy asked.
Before Goo could even asked, she had decided to take that advantage to read the letter now that she could see it perceptively.
Bendy just stood there tediously as he always was.
But Mac was mildly grieved as he saw Goo read the letter and watch her expression change as she went along.
Mac knew how to tell she was finished reading it.
After she came to the last word, her jaw dropped and she abruptly kneeled down.
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And every time when I painted my room
Like a fool I hid my feelings
And every time when I painted my room
I thought about leaving
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"I….I never knew you meant it to be that way" Goo murmured dejectedly while looking at the ground.
Mac could only glance down at her as she tried to stay strong about it.
Knowing nothing else to do, Mac said "Now you know what I was trying to explain to you all this time, you know I've made up my mind."
At this point, Mac had remembered what his mission was in the first place, and turned around.
Yet when he did, Bendy was no longer there.
It was as though he had disappeared in mid air and had left no traces of his presence from having stood at that spot.
This, however, didn't seem to bother Mac now that he got what he needed.
"I'm sorry, Goo. But to me, that dream was nothing more than a warning to what was about to happen had I taken that pill. I still don't have a life." Mac said.
"But that doesn't mean I'm not capable of finding one"
Goo didn't know what to say there, but she didn't want it to end like this either. She had to try somehow as she stood up.
"Wait, Mac! Don't go! I'm sorry, okay? I won't let Bloo do it again, please?" Said Goo, without a doubt anxious.
"You're not the only one who needs to apologize, and even if you were, trust me, I've heard better apologies from Bloo through every time he swore to me himself! But thanks anyway." Mac retaliated.
"I'm better off without everyone else to slow me down. That's why I'm going off to find someone I know still exists, somewhere"
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At the end of the day
I don't know what to say
At the end of the day
I'll be flying away
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"Who's that?" Goo asked.
Mac was about to say "My Dad", but becomes egocentric as a way to show he didn't want to be followed and replied.
"Someone I know still exists, like I mentioned"
continued walking as though there was no end to the road he was traveling towards.
Goo's persistency was still something he didn't take into consideration as she attempted to convince him some more.
"Mac, are you sure about what you're even doing? I mean, you can't go alone with no one around you, can you?"
Mac paused as he was sure this was going to be the last time he did so as he replied silently.
"From what I've seen, I've ALWAYS been alone"
To be sure he did not have to hear any more of Goo's futile words, Mac made the unlikely decision to run as though he was sugar high once more.
He could, however, hear Goo's footsteps.
Later he saw a corner, he turned to find the dark alley there was where he knew he'd be able to avoid her.
If there was one thing he knew about Goo's weaknesses is that she was afraid of the dark that of which contained things so unknown, one would even be inept to tell if it was safe.
There he ran into the alley after finding it.
The running footsteps he heard from her seemed to cease.
Now all he could hear from her was his name being called out.
Minutes later passed, and his name was no longer called out.
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And every time when I painted my room
Like a fool I hid my feelings
And every time when I painted my room
I thought about leaving
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"Mac? Where are you? Please, come out!" Goo said weakly.
"Oh, who am I kidding? He's gone now!" Said Goo, Putting her hand over her eyes when all her determination could no longer persevere and she was forced to feel grief about it.
Silent footsteps could now be heard to mean she had quit to Mac's satisfaction.
But all that satisfaction vanished after he began hearing sniveling as well.
"Oh, what do I care? They're all better off without me" Mac told himself, as he sat behind a huge dumpster within that alley.
"How do you know that?" Said a voice that which Mac found to be Bendy's when he looked over into the shadows.
"Whoa, how'd you get in here" Asked Mac.
"I was already here. Why are you here anyway? Don't you think your being a tad bit selfish to have to abandon her like that?" Bendy spoke.
"Um, well a little bit to be honest. But anyway, what would you care? I've heard you once lived in Foster's, right?" Asked Mac.
"That is correct" Bendy responded.
"Bloo told me how you framed him and got him into lots of trouble. To a punishment he would have hated a lot to have. How do you explain that?" Mac said.
Bendy looked down to think for a moment, which sort of irritated Mac a small amount, then replied in a way that didn't suit his voice.
"Are you saying he didn't deserve it? In spite of all the embarrassment he drowned you in, he was still a nice guy?"
Mac's eyes widened.
"Well, maybe yes, but how-"
"Look Mac" Bendy began.
"I can understand why you want to hate them, but going to these extremes is not worth it"
Mac persisted his glare, until he looked one way and replied "But, you know nothing about me! I don't care if you read that stupid letter, being someone who gets beat by his brother and never knew his father, you don't know the feeling of having a friend who you have to like no matter what he does to you"
To Mac's dispute, Bendy chuckled before answering.
"I'm not one to complain, but at least you have a family, at least you have a friend that you can at least talk to everyday excluding that whole karma crap, NO WAIT! AT LEAST YOU HAVE A LIFE!" Bendy snapped.
Mac tried to give Bendy the impression he was not affected by that outburst.
"Care or not, I never had a life I just-"
"Ha! You never had one? Then why are you still alive? I mean forgive me for my poor interpretation as a philosopher, but if you're not thankful for what you have in your life right now, do you think the afterlife is going to give you a warm welcome?" Bendy said in a mild sarcastic tone.
Mac closed his eyes to concentrate about his next answer.
"Well, what about you, aren't YOU ungrateful to not be able to-" Yet when Mac closed his eyes, he saw Bendy had vanished.
"Huh?" Mac asked, looking around to see if he was truly gone.
Nowhere was he to be found, and thus Mac knew not what to do.
Was Bendy's advise somehow convincing enough to enable him to turn back, or was Mac not afraid to walk this world alone?
Yet he remember one thing as he made his way up from sitting down and began walking.
He remember how Goo had tried to make him believe there was more to Bloo than he saw in him.
How he actually said it to her, but as though he could have cared less.
Now all he could do was travel the concrete walkway with guilt along side of him.
Falling in love yet knowing that everything was abandoned and there was not even the slightest hope.
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And every time when I painted my room
Like a fool I hid my feelings
And every time when I painted my room
I thought about leaving
Know that I'm leaving
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Um yeah, that's pretty much it.
Less sadder than FS but still unhappy ending.
Even though I stole part of the beginning from that story.
The last sentence was actually translation of a quote.
From a book called "Las Batallas En El Desierto" (The Battles In The Desert)
And yes, the eye thing from Bendy was ANOTHER reference to that Father guy from the FMA manga (sue me).
Plus, The song was awesome!
How could I resist?