Chapter 6: A bad ending
Warning! There is going to rape and sexual violence. If not comfortable please do not read! Thank you for your time.
Ever since palette and goth have gotten together, they've been inseparable. Before they would hang a lot yes, but now its different. They do different things, like instead of watching a movie then sleeping in a different beds, they watch a movie and sleep in the same bed. It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining into palettes room. Palette had little sleepy goth in his arms while laying in bed together. Palette watched as his cute boyfriend was peacefully sleeping in is arms. "I still don't understand why cross would be looking for goth, I mean their friends, but still. Somethings off." Without realizing, goth woke up, and looked as palette had this frown on his face. "Is something the matter palette?" Palette hid his frown and looked at goth with a smile. "Nothings the matter when I wake with you gothy" His gives a little kiss on the top of his skull. Goth sits up and kisses palette on the mouth. "Good" Palette smiles and grabs goth into a tighter embrace. They continue to makeout. Before he knew it, palette was on top of goth. Goth had that look in his sockets. Looks like this was going to be a great morning for them.
During the beautiful morning, fresh decided to take a walk in the park, playing this game where you can catch these cute little critters. While walking, he notices two familiar figures talking behind a tree. Its chara and cross. He was about to keep walking intill one of them said something about goth. He hides behind a nearby bush to listen. Chara doesn't seem happy about something. "Can't you just text him to come over? He trust you right cross?" "Yes, but palette doesn't. If I even try to do anything in front of him, palette will know somethings up. Goth is at palettes now. I know goth will want to go home, and when he does, that's when ill make the move." "Waiting is boring" After they both laugh at chara's little complaint, cross looks over to where fresh is hiding. "Don't you agree fresh?" Palette stands up taking off his glasses relieving his glowing purple eye. "Yo better not touch goth ya freakos!" Cross laughs and summons a huge knife thats glowing red. "We'll see about that"
The sun was almost down when goth was saying bye to palettes family. "You sure you don't want me to walk you home?" "Thanks, but I don't want to trouble you. Its honestly fine" Goth kisses palette quickly and turns to leave. "Bye palette love you!" Palette dazzled by the kiss, stands there frozen.
"B-bye, love you too." He turns and shuts the door behind him. Goth giggles a little and starts to walk home. When he arrives he sees someone in front of his house. Its fresh! "Fresh! What are you doing he-" But it wasn't fresh. He was all white, except for a giant red x across on his chest. A weird thing was over his face covering his eyes, only showing a smile. "Fresh whats wrong with you?" Fresh stayed silent and summoned his gaster blaster, or as he calls it, a radical blaster. Goth begins to run, but gets hit by the rainbow ray. It hits him hard enough to knock him out.
Goth wakes hands tied behind his back. He looks around and sees hes in a very small room. Its filled with boxes, and spiderwebs. He tires to use his magic, but nothings working. He looks up and sees cross in front of him. "Cross! Please help me! I think fresh put me in here!" Cross gives goth an evil grin. Goth quickly realizes that fresh wasn't the one to put him in this small hell room. Before goth could scream, cross jumps on top of him. Goth trys hard to struggle, but cross is stronger. Cross pulls down goths pants then his. "PLEASE DON'T!" Cross looks at goth with an annoyed look. "You should have thought of this then when you broke my sisters heart." Before goth could say anything, cross inserts himself into goth. Goth try's to scream but cross covers his mouth. He bites cross' hand hard, hard enough that it made cross stop. But that only made him mad. He slaps goth, so hard that it shut up goth. All that was left wad fear in his eyes, tears, and a bruise on the side of his skull. Cross goes rougher and eventually, it hurts goth so much. He finishes inside, making goth scream a moan of pain afterwards, After cross pulls up his pants with disgust, he starts to walk away and act like nothing happened. But before he teleport's away, he says one last ting to goth. "If you don't want that again, then break up with palette. Or I will cut up every bone he has. And I wouldn't tell anyone about this either, or next time, I may not go as soft on you." Goth pulls up his pants and goes home to shower and rest to think of what just happened.
Goth sat in front of palettes house for what it felt like an hour. Palette, having no idea that goth is outside his house, sketches a picture of goth posing a shy pose. He smiles bigger as he makes his eyes. He stops when he hears a silent knock at the door. He gets up, and his smile turns bright when he sees that the knocker was goth. "Gothy! What are you doing here? Our date is at six." Palette looked at goth closely and noticed that goth had a small bruise on the side of goths face. "Goth what happened!?" Palette tried reaching for his face, but goth blocked palette by covering the spot where the bruise was. "I fell...look-" "You fell my ass! Now tell me what really happened! Who did this to you? Ill fucking kill them!" "BE QUIET!" Goth covered his mouth realizing that he just screamed at palette for the first time since they started dating. "Look palette i came here to talk about something." Palette could feel as he sank, knowing where this might be going. "Goth, what are you-" "I think we should see other people. I thought that this would be fun, but I'm just done. We should have just stayed friends." Goth wiped away the tears that were showing at the sides of the sockets. "Gothy" Palette smiled and started shaking. "I know this isn't you, whats going on?" Palette tried grabbing goths hand, but goth pulled away. "See ya palette." Goth disappeared before palette could grab him. Palette stood there frozen. "I thought we were fine...did he really not like what we had?" Palette walked slowly over to the couch and grabbed his sketch book. He flipped through the pages seeing how much he sketches goth. A single tear falls on one of the sketches of goth holding a flower. He closes the book, and holds it close to his chest. He falls, crying more tears then he ever has on the couch. "Gothy..."
Goth arrives in his room and falls on his bed in tears. His crying is interrupted when he sees chara at the foot of his bed. "What the hell are you doing in my room!?" Goth glows his eye, and chara steps back. "Woah, relax. I just came back to thank you. You really did it for a good cause." Goth dims his eye and turns around. "Just leave me alone. I did what cross asked of me." Chara giggles evilly "Don't worry i'll take good care if him." Chara then runs out the window. Goth was about to go back on his bed when he heard a knock on his door. Goth just decides to let his mom handle it. He was about to go out, but someone was at his door. "Goth its fresh we need to talk." Goth jumped nearly out of his bed. Goth suddenly remembers last night. How fresh almost killed him, and how he seemed so, deadly with his expressions. "Go away! Please don't hurt me!" "Wha ya talkin bout? Please goth its important." Goth hesitated, but cracked the door opened a little. Fresh gave a wide eyed opened look when he saw the bruise on goths cheek. Goth knew what he was staring at and covered it. "What do you want." Fresh walked in pushing goth aside. "So I waz walking when cross n chara were talking in the parks about ya. Then they caught me spyin and then the rest is a blurr. I woke in my room yo." Goth kept what happened to him to himself. He knew what happened, but in order palette, he had keep his moth shut. "Im gonna call ya boi pal." Goth jerked his head, and grabbed fresh's arm. "Don't...were not really a thing anymore." Fresh's eyes widen. "What? y?" Goth looked down, trying to hold back his tears. "Because it didn't work out." "Alright nough with the shiz. What happend" Goth started to cry. "Rather not talk about it." Fresh put his hand on goths shoulder. The feeling almost felt like palette was doing it to him. Goths eye started to glow a little. "I said to leave it." Fresh saw goths expression and frowned. Fresh let go and backed off. "Goth whats going on?" "I think its time you go." Fresh cocks his head. "Wha-" "GO!" Fresh turned slowly, but looked back at goth. He sees goth, crying and holding his cheek. He looks back and leaves closing the door. Goth looks back at where fresh was and slowly walks back at his bed. He then lays on it and grabs a pillow. He doesn't cry, just frowns and shakes.
Notes:Wow that hurt to make. Poor goth :'( Anyway! I just started school the day I published this so it may take longer to get stories up. You know homework and trash like that. I will see you next chapter!