A Little Pain
Written by: MyLoyalGuardian
Dark Ace
Ugh...
I have the strangest feeling this is all Aerrow's fault.
Either that, or something got rearranged when I hit the ground. I don't think that would be the case, though... My head is screaming, my insides feel like they're on fire, and I can't even stand up without my vision fading, and at least two of my limbs shaking.
I took in a deep breath, my eyes closed. I had to get closer to him, just close enough to strangle some answers out of him. I took another breath before struggling to get to my feet once more. Shaking, at the very least, I moved closer to Aerrow.
So he's in pain, too?
Now, through my own pain, I can't stop laughing. But, it seemed the closer I got to Aerrow, the less my pain was. My weak laugher grew louder, and now being within a few feet of him, I collapsed to my knees, my palms on the ground.
I still can't stop laughing.
"Something wrong, Aerrow?" I smiled, my head facing the ground. "What, can't take a little pain?" I took another breath, then sat up, now sitting on the ground.
"Oh, like you're so lucky," he looked over his shoulder towards me, then quickly readjusted his gaze back to the ground.
"I've been through hell. This pain is nothing," I lied, shaking my head. "If you think this is bad, you have a long, agonizing life ahead of you."
Aerrow didn't respond. He stayed quiet as he stood up, beginning to walk away again.
I closed my eyes, sighing.
He just wont quit bugging me, does he?
"Where do you think you're going?!" I shouted.
"To get help," he answered simply, continuing to walk.
"It's useless, didn't we already go over that before?" I lowered my voice, beginning to grow more agitated with his stupidity.
Finally, I was going to get a break from him. I didn't have to look at his annoying little face anymore.
But, the farther he got, the more I realized it was his fault.
He was the reason why I was in pain.
Just... one slight problem. It seems to affect both of us simultaneously.
But, what's causing it?
Well, all I can do now is sit back... and blame him.
"Damn it, Aerrow, this is all your fault!" I managed to shout, though the pain was getting worse.
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Word count: 398
Ooh. I got so close to the line on this one. I cut it back like... ten or so times. I though it would've been a bit better, too. Ahh well.
I kind of feel bad for Aerrow, though.
Poor kid...
xD Alright, I lied. Now I can't stop laughing.