"…Meenah?"
You heard his voice. Fuckin nubs. Of course you're you.
Or at least… for now. You've been infected. You don't want to tell him.
"yeah shorty, it's me." Oh god. You feel a sharp pain in your sides. You start coughing viciously.
You wipe the blood that was lingering on the side of your mouth. Shit. You're not going to hold out for long.
"Hey Karkat". He looks over to you, eyebrows furrowed.
"..yeah?"
Fuck he just looks so scared. You don't want to even ask him. But you blurt it out anyway.
"I need you to do somefin for me". Fish puns, really? At a time like this?
He doesn't say anything, he just nods, pretty much telling you to continue.
"I need you to take that gun of yours and shoot me"
You have to admit, you sounded less stern then you wanted to.
He looked horrified.
"What the FUCK are you talking about!?"
Fuuuuck is he SERIOUS right now? He heard you.
"Did I fucking stutter? I need you to shoot me. I ain't got much time le—"
Well, shit. you started coughing up more blood. This wasn't favourable.
Once you regain your strength, you continue.
"As… As I was saying. I ain't got much time left, and I would like to die with dignity. I want to die as myself"
Silence.
"I want to die as Meenah Peixes! Not some FUCKING braindead flesh eating MONSTER!"
Great, you lost your cool. Why are your cheeks so cold? Fuck.
You're crying. And not only that, the pain was stengthening. You felt your head going all fuzzy.
You didn't even realize that he was fucking holding onto you.
"the fuck are.. you doing?"
jesus fucking christ. Your voice was getting weaker and you didn't like this one bit.
He didn't respond. He was pressing his forhead against yours, sobbing like a child.
You heard him load his gun.
Fuck.
This was the end. This was the last time you were going to see anybody, not like there was really anybody left. It was just you and him for all you knew.
Aranea was gone for sure, you had to kill her.
Porrim was gone. She wouldn't accept the fact that Kankri was infected. She tried to convince you that he was okay. But while her back was turned,
bam. She was gone like the rest.
You tried to stay strong. Your thoughts were rushing all over the place. You didn't want to go.
You felt something cold on your head.
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.
He was still cring, holding tight onto you, as close as he could.
"I'm so fucking sorry". He pressed his lips to your cheek,
and pulled the trigger.
