Shreds.
A/N: ...yay -_- another depressing fanfic by yours
truly...sorry...but this seems to be the only way I can
cope...By pinning my pain on innocent characters...the poor victim
tonight is Pip.
I do not own South Park.
I do own this story.
It would be a lie to say pip and Damien didn't have a "thing" going on,
their whole grade knew it, though Damien ignored it, and pip hid
away from it.
They liked each other...though it was almost never spoken about from
either party.
It was never spoken of until one bright summer day, when Damien found
the courage to ask the blonde one out.
"...I really like you...and I want to be more than friends" Damien
stated in that dark husky tone of his, that almost always had the
blonde swooning.
But on that day...it didn't. Pip starred back...chewing his lower lip
thoughtfully. "...I like you too Damien...but I...I can't take the risk
losing you as a close friend...I'm sorry" Pip large blue orbs almost
swimmed in tears as he looked into the blood red ones of his dear
demonic friend.
"...I must be one hell of a friend then...but that kinda fucken
sucks" Damien replied half heartedly, though clearly hurt as he sunk
back a few steps.
Pip looked down at his shoes, embarrassed and upset, but above all too
scared to loss someone he loved so much. He was there to pick Damien
up when he fell, comforted him when Damien went back to self
infliction, and joined in laughter when Damien joked about.
His laughter was stolen...
things had changed in the next twelve months...there wasn't a day
that went by where pip didn't think about Damien...but as for the
raven. It was a different story. Rumors were flying around the school
that Damien had a new love interest...and those rumors turned into
confirmation when Damien showed up at South Park high with a blonde
girlfriend...tall...curvy. Blue eyes and stunning.
His memories were stolen...
Pips stomach turned and knotted up, his lungs felt like someone was
squeezing them till he could no longer breathe. But worst of all, his
heart felt like it had been punched and stabbed open with a blunt
knife over and over...leaving him a dying wreak for the angels to
repair.
His caring nature was stolen...
after finding out that Damien was dating someone else, his
conversations with the demon turned sour and short. Pip could no
longer stand Damien, yet never told Damien why. Every response was cut
down to four words maximum in texts and at school...pip kept his head
low and his mouth shut.
At night, Pip would reminisce about the good old days...until he began
replacing his memories of him and Damien with the young blonde, thus
sending him into rounds of uncontrollable crying and developing a black
hole in his chest, only getting bigger with time.
His heart was stolen...
There was nothing he could do, most conversations with Damien were now
non existent, and pip had lost.
His laugher...
His memories...
His caring nature...
His heart...
and now his life...
Stolen by the red eyed demon.