Disclaimer thingy:I own nothing but the storyline. Jhonen Vasquez does.
A/N:Ok,I haven't gotten my hands on I Feel Sick yet (workin' on it), I don't know why Nny wants to kill himself after he's been to Heaven and Hell and knows they don't want him, my English is ba-ad, I know, and this is between issues 6 and 7. The line before "this it I've become" is "I can't take it anymore". It's from a song by The Cure.
Please, R&R. Anyway.
This It I've Become.
Devi's POV:
Devi pushed the doorbell. It gave a small buzz and she was positive that she heard a scream from somewhere inside the house. No-one answered and she was about to leave when she looked back at her very dis-approving friend. She sighed and wondered why she had listened to Tenna in the first place. "You need to get out more", she'd said, "Come on, I'm sure the infamous Nny doesn't even live there anymore.." So let's go and check! What a brilliant idea! ..Devi sighed, again, and pushed the door open.
Nny's POV:
Someone was on the door. Propably that someone was just doing a survey, or trying to sell something.. There wasn't anyone else who'd like to see him, for sure.. Johnny sighed. He wasn't in the mood for skinning a salesmen.. He wasn't in the mood for killing anyone, actually. Well, anyone but himself. With that thought, he turned his attention back to the knife in front of him. It was a fine knife, one of his favorites, with a long thin blade and a nice wooden handle. He had thought this feeling had left with Psychodoughboy. The door-person got his attention again by pushing the door open. Nny looked up, surprised.
Devi's POV:
O-kayy.. The house looks empty. I can go now. No, wait. There's someone in the corner? Devi hesitated for a moment, then decided that Tenna probaply wouldn't let her leave if she didn't check the house properly. She wondered for a moment exactly why she was taking orders from someone whi had an intimate relationship with a squeaky toy. But then again, maybe Tenna was right. Besides, she HAD kicked his ass the last time.. She walked towards the figure.
Nny's POV:
He knew this person. The one that got away.. He could feel himself blushing. Ashamed for what he tried to do to her. And.. Scared. Yes. What was she doing here anyway? Why wasn't she outside, somewhere, living her happy life, not giving a thought for someone like.. Johnny shook his head to the thought. She wasn't one of the shiny happy people, no. She was more like him.. Someone like him.. And she hated him. But she was coming closer.. Probaply she would just kick him again. He deserved it.
Devi's POV:
It is him. With a different haircut but.. I really should go now.. But he looks so.. Vulnerable. She moved closer. "..Johnny?" Quietly, carefully. Move slow.. There's a knife in front of him. Sweet teenage Jesus, where'd I put myself now.. Johnny lifted his head and looked at her. His eyes were so sad.. "Yes?"
Nny's POV:
She talked to me? She said my name? ..Probaply just to make sure I was alive so she didn't waste her time on beating up someone already dead.. "Why didn't you answer the doorbell? And what was the scream?" "I thought it was a survey person. And the scream.. It wasn't me."
Devi's POV:
"Sure as Hell it wasn't you! Even I can see that! And it definetly wasn't a moose!" She was getting angry now. There was someone else in the house, somewhere. Someone(or someones) in a very uncomfortable situation. He looked down to the floor, and mumbled something. "What was that?"
"I said: I'm sorry", he replied in a quiet voice and grabbed the knife on the floor --ohmygodohmygodohmygod-- from the blade and offered it to her , handle first. "W-what?" In a bit shaky voice.
"Kill me. That's what you're here to do, right? And I'm not sure if I could do it myself.." He said, a bit shamefully. Like it was a bad thing.. Then again, he had tried to annihilate her. She had _dreamt_ about killing him for a couple of times, after what he did to her.. After he RUINED her LIFE, for Christ's sake.
She should be happy to kill him.
Nny's POV:
Maybe she will end it for me. Maybe she will. He almost felt hopeful now. "Nny, why?", she asked quietly. Why, he thought. "I, I'm not sure.. I feel so bad.. For you, for them.." He could see her froze when he said them. No wonder really, if I were her.. Will she?
Devi's POV:
I can't. Of course I can't. If it were the Nny who tried to kill me I could. But the Nny who came to see me to the bookstore, shy, smart, lovable Nny. He's _in_ there. I know it. The only desent guy I've dated. The only one I liked. More than liked. Damn, I _loved_ him. And he tried to kill me.
Nny's POV:
She is just looking at me. I'm getting nervous. No, not now. Calm yourself down. Do not move. I don't have the right to interfere. This is her own decision. She starts walking towards the door, still holding my knife. So she doesn't even care about me enough to end my existence. "Tenna", I hear her shout,"He's here. I'll be staying."
O-kayy..can't wait for the chapter two right?
A/N:Ok,I haven't gotten my hands on I Feel Sick yet (workin' on it), I don't know why Nny wants to kill himself after he's been to Heaven and Hell and knows they don't want him, my English is ba-ad, I know, and this is between issues 6 and 7. The line before "this it I've become" is "I can't take it anymore". It's from a song by The Cure.
Please, R&R. Anyway.
This It I've Become.
Devi's POV:
Devi pushed the doorbell. It gave a small buzz and she was positive that she heard a scream from somewhere inside the house. No-one answered and she was about to leave when she looked back at her very dis-approving friend. She sighed and wondered why she had listened to Tenna in the first place. "You need to get out more", she'd said, "Come on, I'm sure the infamous Nny doesn't even live there anymore.." So let's go and check! What a brilliant idea! ..Devi sighed, again, and pushed the door open.
Nny's POV:
Someone was on the door. Propably that someone was just doing a survey, or trying to sell something.. There wasn't anyone else who'd like to see him, for sure.. Johnny sighed. He wasn't in the mood for skinning a salesmen.. He wasn't in the mood for killing anyone, actually. Well, anyone but himself. With that thought, he turned his attention back to the knife in front of him. It was a fine knife, one of his favorites, with a long thin blade and a nice wooden handle. He had thought this feeling had left with Psychodoughboy. The door-person got his attention again by pushing the door open. Nny looked up, surprised.
Devi's POV:
O-kayy.. The house looks empty. I can go now. No, wait. There's someone in the corner? Devi hesitated for a moment, then decided that Tenna probaply wouldn't let her leave if she didn't check the house properly. She wondered for a moment exactly why she was taking orders from someone whi had an intimate relationship with a squeaky toy. But then again, maybe Tenna was right. Besides, she HAD kicked his ass the last time.. She walked towards the figure.
Nny's POV:
He knew this person. The one that got away.. He could feel himself blushing. Ashamed for what he tried to do to her. And.. Scared. Yes. What was she doing here anyway? Why wasn't she outside, somewhere, living her happy life, not giving a thought for someone like.. Johnny shook his head to the thought. She wasn't one of the shiny happy people, no. She was more like him.. Someone like him.. And she hated him. But she was coming closer.. Probaply she would just kick him again. He deserved it.
Devi's POV:
It is him. With a different haircut but.. I really should go now.. But he looks so.. Vulnerable. She moved closer. "..Johnny?" Quietly, carefully. Move slow.. There's a knife in front of him. Sweet teenage Jesus, where'd I put myself now.. Johnny lifted his head and looked at her. His eyes were so sad.. "Yes?"
Nny's POV:
She talked to me? She said my name? ..Probaply just to make sure I was alive so she didn't waste her time on beating up someone already dead.. "Why didn't you answer the doorbell? And what was the scream?" "I thought it was a survey person. And the scream.. It wasn't me."
Devi's POV:
"Sure as Hell it wasn't you! Even I can see that! And it definetly wasn't a moose!" She was getting angry now. There was someone else in the house, somewhere. Someone(or someones) in a very uncomfortable situation. He looked down to the floor, and mumbled something. "What was that?"
"I said: I'm sorry", he replied in a quiet voice and grabbed the knife on the floor --ohmygodohmygodohmygod-- from the blade and offered it to her , handle first. "W-what?" In a bit shaky voice.
"Kill me. That's what you're here to do, right? And I'm not sure if I could do it myself.." He said, a bit shamefully. Like it was a bad thing.. Then again, he had tried to annihilate her. She had _dreamt_ about killing him for a couple of times, after what he did to her.. After he RUINED her LIFE, for Christ's sake.
She should be happy to kill him.
Nny's POV:
Maybe she will end it for me. Maybe she will. He almost felt hopeful now. "Nny, why?", she asked quietly. Why, he thought. "I, I'm not sure.. I feel so bad.. For you, for them.." He could see her froze when he said them. No wonder really, if I were her.. Will she?
Devi's POV:
I can't. Of course I can't. If it were the Nny who tried to kill me I could. But the Nny who came to see me to the bookstore, shy, smart, lovable Nny. He's _in_ there. I know it. The only desent guy I've dated. The only one I liked. More than liked. Damn, I _loved_ him. And he tried to kill me.
Nny's POV:
She is just looking at me. I'm getting nervous. No, not now. Calm yourself down. Do not move. I don't have the right to interfere. This is her own decision. She starts walking towards the door, still holding my knife. So she doesn't even care about me enough to end my existence. "Tenna", I hear her shout,"He's here. I'll be staying."
O-kayy..can't wait for the chapter two right?