Authors note:this song does not belong to me, it belongs to panic at the disco. These characters don't belong to me, either, they belong to our lord and savior Andrew hussie. The only thing that belongs to me is the plot.
Warnings:cursing, blood, and sadness may trigger some young ones
As gamzee's eyes came back into focus, it took a moment to notice what had changed in his and karkat's shared apartment. He noticed upturned and destroyed furniture. Their TV was smashed against the wall. As was a mirror. And then he noticed karkat. He was on the floor. In the corner. And what was that surrounding him? Was that a pool of... no. He was in a pool of blood. As gamzee walked over, he saw karkat tense."Karbro?"he asked. To which he visibly recoiled and forced himself further into the corner."Karbro, what happened?" Gamzee asked - to which karkat replied "you did. You went fucking crazy and i thought i could stop you but I was wrong."
"I need to get you to the hospital. What's broken?" "Nothing" karkat obviously lied. "Tell me! I'm trying to help you!" Gamzee started crying. "Please just let me help!" "Just get me to the fucking hospital, numb nuts." Karkat said, losing consciousness rather quickly. "No don't you fucking sleep on me bro, don't please" Gamzee pleaded."Gamzee, could you do me a favour" karkat asked."anything, Karbro." "Sing to me"
"I've never so adored you" they were running through their floor to the stairs"I'm twisting alligories now" they were at the stairs"I want to complicate you" they were running down the stairs "don't let me do this to myself " running through the lobby "I'm chasing rollercoasters, I've got to have you closer now " driving to the hospital " endless romantic stories, you never could controll me. Well I never really thought you would come tonight ,while the ground hangs heavy on either side, give me one last kiss for the far too young to die, the far too young to die. " he couldnt finish. They had just pulled up at the hospital and he was Bawling. He got out of the car, walked around to the other side of the car, and picked karkat up. He was lighter than usual . Shit, he thought.
The rest of that was a blur. He paced. And paced. His habbit of bitting his fingernails came back to haunt him. He bit his nails down so short they were bleeding. Soon, after a 3 Hour gruelingly long surgery, the nurses called him in to see karkat.
"Hey, fuckass" karkat greeted. All Gamzee could do was stand there and look at him. His karkat. Tears streamed down his cheeks. He walked over to karkat, sat down by his bed, and held his hand. After ablong silence, minus Gamzee muffled sobs, karkat said"thanks". "For what? All I did was beat the shit out of you" "you sang to me".
Authors note: my first homestuck fanfic! So how was it?kinda sad