June 12th 2013
Dear Utterly Worthless Diary,
What a fan-fucking-tastic day I had, not. I thought since it's my birthday and everything that maybe Sollux would say something to me, or at least acknowledge my existence. Fucking prick, instead all he did was send some virus to my piece of shit lap top. I don't even think that he accepted my friend request on Facebook yet. Like I said, fucking dumb ass prick. He thinks he's so cool with his damn dual coloured shades. I need to stop writing about him and write about something that's worth my time.
Keeping a diary or a journal wasn't my idea. I could be doing something that doesn't make me feel the need to jump out of my window, not like that would accomplish much, I live in the basement.
My brother, Kankri, thought that keeping a diary would help with my "anger issues" last I checked, he wasn't my therapist but I don't need to be kicked out or some shit. God dammit Kankri, I feel so girly writing all of this. Man, if Strider ever gets his grubby little paws on this, my life will be ruined.
I guess I should tell a little bit about myself before I get carried away writing about shit that doesn't affect my life. I'm Karkat Vantas. I admit, I'm a short fuck and I don't have many friends. It's not because I lack the required social skills, it's because I choose not to socialise with these low lives.
Today happens to be my birthday, of course I already stated that. I turn eighteen today. Nepeta decided to believe that it was up to her and Terezi to throw me a gigantic fucking party. Everyone who wasn't in their right mind came over to my brother's house to throw me "the best party ever" yeah, sure.
Aradia got me a book about Archaeology, though I think she got that with her own interests in mind. Tavros gave me a guitar book, Kanaya gave me the movie The Switch and When In Rome. She knows me so well. Nepeta gave me a cat hat so it can go with my name- Karkat. How original, I think I forgot how to laugh. Terezi licked me on the face and said she would give me my gift later, I'm a bit worried about that one. Vriska wasn't there, thank god; she probably would've thrown a spider at me or some shit. Equius tried to set me up with a membership at his gym because I guess I'm too wimpy. Gamzee gave me a fucking can of peanut butter. What. The. Fuck? From Eridan, I received a red scarf. He said that perhaps next week we could meet up at Starbucks. I rejected him ever so kindly. Feferi also wasn't there, I'm not complaining either; she's too bubbly for me.
Strider and Egbert are over right now, I guess they thought that I wanted some fucking sleep over or some shit. I don't know what goes on through their incompetent minds, nor do I want to know. I'm in the bathroom right now, I can hear them argue over which movie they should play. Lame ass friends, they didn't even ask what movie I wanted to watch and I'm the god damned birthday boy. Hold on, I heard something outside.
Karkat peers out of the bathroom window and strains his eyes against the dark night. Nothing is in sight as he scans his backyard. A frown tugs at the corners of his thin lips as he lets the blinds fall back in place. He swore that he heard something but decides it was probably Dave and John still fighting about a movie to watch.
"Are you okay in there Karkat?" Karkat jumps at the muffled voice behind the bathroom door.
"Of course I'm fine you slobbering fool. Can't I have some peace while I take a shit?" He growls out at John, John stifles a laugh.
"Just wanted to make sure the birthday boy didn't drown or anything."
"First of all, I wouldn't drown in the toilet even if I was fucking drunk. I put my ass on the toilet, not my face. Second, I would never call for your help. You two blithering idiots would probably just point and laugh at me.
John starts to laugh and shouts back.
"Whatever beep beep meow. Hurry up though, I think Dave already started the movie." Karkat flips off the bathroom door and slips his small journal into his hoodie pocket and flushes the toilet.
"What movie are we watching?" Karkat stands in front of the sofa and rests his hands on his hips. Dave snakes his hands around Karkat's waist and pulls him down, in between him and John.
"The One." Dave announces nonchalantly and rests his arm on the head of the sofa. Karkat gives him an inquiring look and rolls his eyes.
"What in the ever loving fuck is that?"
"What? You don't know The One? Man do you live under a fucking rock or some shit? It has fucking Jet Li in it. Jet Li is the fucking shit yo. So fucking tight, he's a gift from the gods with his sweet ass moves." John lets out a snort.
"Shut up already Dave. Maybe I should just switch it out with Little Monsters." A teasing smile dances across his lips and he waggles his eyebrows at his two best friends.
"Touch my DVD player and you'll die a terrible death Egbert." Dave covers Karkat's mouth with his hand and holds up a finger.
"Do you guys hear that?"
"Yeah, nice try Dave. I remember last time you tried to do this. You can't fool me, I'm the pranking master."
"Seriously, shut the fuck up Egbert." Silence fills the room and from outside the bedroom door, there is a small scratching noise.
"It's probably just my dog-" Karkat mumbles against Dave's cool hand when Dave shushes him once more when a faint moaning sound is heard.
"Dogs don't make that sound you dip shit, plus, Jack is on your bed." Karkat turns his gaze to his bed and sees his Rhodesian Ridgeback staring at the door with his teeth baring. Karkat pushes Dave's hand away and glares up at him.
"Then it's probably one of your stupid ass tricks. I'm not some fucking idiot." He gets up and walks towards the door.
"Dude, it's not one of my tricks. I swear." Karkat shrugs him off and ignores John's wide eyed gaze. His hand rests on the door knob when they hear the groan again. This time it is much louder and they can hear the agony, the sound of someone gurgling in their own blood. Jack begins to growl and jumps off the bed, the three boys freeze in terror as fingernails begin to scratch down the door. Karkat swallows his fear and tightens his hand on the door knob, the scratching becomes louder and more rapid. When he starts to turn the door knob, the room is filled with heavy breathing.
A hand reaches from the crack and pulls it further open to reveal Kankri's ragged face. Karkat lets out a sigh of relief and opens the door for his older brother.
"Oh thank fucking god, Kankri, you had me fucking scared. Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Kankri doesn't answer but takes a step inside the dark room. Jack begins to bark at Kankri and backs himself to the furthest corner in the room.
"Karkat, I think there's something wrong with your brother." Karkat glares over his shoulder at John and lets out a huff.
"There's nothing fucking wrong with my brother, Jack is just being an idiot." He turns back around, "What do you want Kankri?" Kankri starts to spit up blood and stares at his brother before lunging at him, Karkat ducks and watches Kankri crash to the floor. He continues to stare at his fallen brother as Dave picks him up by the waist and runs out of the door with John and Jack.
"What are you doing? That's my brother!"
"Yeah well there's something wrong with him!" Karkat struggles against Dave's iron grip.
"Let me go! He needs to go to the hospital! We need to help him!" John shakes his head, as he rounds the corner and goes up the stairs.
"No can do, I've seen too many movies for this shit. Your brother is either a fucking zombie or he's possessed by the devil. Both are bad and we're getting out of here!" A scream resonates against the walls and sends shudders down everyone's spine.
"I agree with Egbert, we're high tailing out of Dodge. No hiding upstairs either, we're not in some sort of B rated movie. This is real life damn it." Heavy footfalls race up behind them and the howling grows louder. Adrenaline races through their veins as their legs push them to go faster than ever. John stumbles over the last step and sprawls out on the floor. Dave plops Karkat down and heads back for John.
Kankri grabs a hold of his foot and sinks his bony fingers into his leg. John lets out a petrified yelp and tries to kick free of him. Dave grabs a metal baseball bat that's resting against a closet door and swings at Kankri's head. A sickening crack is heard as his jaw is whacked out of place. Karkat starts to scream at the top of his lungs, tears dribble down his face as he watches Dave brings the baseball bat down once more and splits Kankri's head open. He falls down to the ground in a puddle of his own blackened blood. John lets out a short nervous laugh before he collapses to the floor and stares up at the ceiling as he mutters quietly to himself.
"You murdered my brother!" Karkat thunders at Dave, he races to him and weakly punches his chest.
"You fucking murderer! You killed Kankri!" Karkat's knees buckles from underneath him and he sobs into his hands.
"Kankri. . ." Dave drops the bloodied baseball bat and stares down at both of his friends and suppresses a shudder as he kneels next to Karkat.
"He was going to bite John."
"How the fuck do you know that?!" Karkat wails at Dave and tears his hands away from his face and glares at Dave, "How do you know that he was going to fucking bite John?! We could've saved him! He was my only fucking family! He was only sick, we could've saved him! Look what you did to him Dave! Look!" Dave slaps Karkat across the face.
"You really need to shut the fuck up, there was no hope for him. He tried to fucking bite you too Karkat. Get your head out of your ass and open your fucking eyes. We wouldn't be able to save him. We need to gather up supplies and get the fuck out of here." Karkat shakes his head and gazes sadly at his late brother.
"You can go, I'm staying here."
"The fuck you are. We're not safe here, it's bad enough that John is being crazy right now I don't need two loony bins right now. Man up and realise that we can't stay here."
"Why should I go with you. I have Jack." Dave lets out an exasperated sigh and stands up.
"You're coming with me because I'm not letting you stay behind here. You're more helpless than a fucking baby. Jack isn't going to protect you from everyone else. Now get off your ass and help me out." Karkat reluctantly stands up and shies away from Dave as he offers his hand.
"No. Don't you touch me." His hand falls back at his side and Dave walks away towards the kitchen.
"Fetch me some bags or something. Back packs would be great."
"Shouldn't someone watch John?"
"Fine, stay here. I'll do everything, where are the back packs."
"In the closet you got the bat from." Karkat mumbles as he sits down next to John. John stares up at Karkat, his bright blue eyes start to calm down and his breath slows down to a normal speed.
"Karkat?" His voice is soft and laboured.
"What?"
"Forgot to say this earlier, happy birthday." Karkat glowers down at his friend and lets out a growl.
"Shut the fuck up."
Author's Note
Poor Kankri. So it's been awhile! I'm sorry it took so long, I was in boot camp but while I was there I found out that I have a heart condition so I had to be sent home but it took me a month to be sent home and I just recently got back home. All my stuff was packed away so I had to dig through things to find my flash drives and I still can't find my other one :/ Anyway, I think this one is going to be a good one! I'm hoping, I'm trying something new with the writing story with the journal entries and stuff. Later on it will have other characters writing in the journal and stuff. For now it's just Karkat. Misfit Love will be up sometime tonight! I'm going to be writing a lot because I also have another story ready to be posted :) So there may be two more updates tonight! Whoo! Boy is it nice to be back!