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(Gamzee's POV)
Every day. Every day was the same here. Whether you attended the classes and followed the normal schedule, or stayed here in the nurse's room for rehabilitation, each day passed by monotonously. Except... for one thing.
Tavros had regularly visited me at some point during lunch every single day. He would sit there for the entire four hours, just, I don't know, to be there next to me, or something? He hadn't talked at all during the visits. He would sit there with me though, and that never changed.
Just like how he had disrupted my normal schedule in the nurse's office, he had disrupted my normal everyday life by just appearing and turning things upside-down. And for this I could never forgive him.
How was I supposed to?
Along with Tavros, Karkat had come to visit me once. I had kept my expression blank. This seemed to piss him off, but with Dirk in the room, he didn't dare to hit me. He did crouch low and threaten to beat the shit out of me if I ever attacked him again, though.
Kurloz had told me to be selfish, to get what I wanted in life, so that I wouldn't be unhappy anymore. But, after some thought, I had no idea what I even wanted. After Karkat had put me through so much pain, and hurt, after I couldn't bear another second of the disgust coursing through my veins, I had lashed out at the man, kicking him back off the steel bed.
I had rolled off of it, weak and bleeding, and grabbed a glass bottle filled with hydrogen peroxide, and stumbled over to Karkat, breaking it across his front, trying to hurt him enough so that he wouldn't come after me.
He had cried out so loud, I thought for sure someone would come. I didn't want someone to come. I didn't want anyone to see me looking so weak, and helpless. I didn't want them to see how unstable I was to attack Karkat like that.
I tried to get out of the room, my legs slipping and shuddering horribly, but I was knocked down by an extremely infuriated Vantas. Staring up at him, I realized that his triumphant smile pissed me off. But I was scared. Again, I was alone, and no one would ever come to help me. But I already knew this.
Furiously, my mind had shot to Tavros.
And I became... not me... again.
Everything was perfect. I had nothing to worry about.
What was I so scared of, after all? Karkat?
"Eehheheh..."
I got up, still holding the broken bottle. Vantas obviously saw the change. Sensed the danger in the air. Knew that he was in trouble.
Gritting his teeth, he backed slowly to the desk, where he grabbed the pencil cup, holding a pair of scissors. Gripping these, he swiftly slashed them down upon me, cutting open flesh, letting loose a stream of red agony, feeding the ever-hungry presence that lurked down inside.
I had only smiled, finding his plea for existence so pitiful and useless, it drowned all other pain out.
Twice more he had ripped the sharp things down my chest, and only after he realized it was for nothing, did he glance down and see that my blood was... abnormal.
I want to smile now, thinking about it, but it would only bring pain to exercise my muscles that dangerously.
I don't want to think about this anymore...
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Dirk came to check up on me at three o' clock every day, and glancing up sleepily after the nap I had just taken, I noticed he was at my side, in the white chair Tavros always sat in, reading some sort of a gossip magazine.
A slight tilt of the head allowed me to view the clock on the opposite wall, directly across from the bed I had been laying in for a few days. It was 4:39.
"E-ehh. Dirkbro? Whazup, dude, you usually just wake me up when it's 'bout three, man."
He glanced up, face slightly red from whatever he had been reading.
"Huh? Oh, cool, you're awake. Yeah, I was gonna wake you up, but ya' looked really comfortable, so I didn't want to. You doin' okay, Gamz?"
I grinned. Dirk was one of the only people I had ever met that I had liked instantly after meeting.
"Yeah, man. My muscles hurt like a mofo, if I try to move, though. S'it, feelin' real stiff, I guess."
He waved his arm in the air, flapping the magazine dramatically around with it.
"Yeeeah, I thought that might happen. Dude, you were cut in a few different places, and had a bit of internal bleeding. No fuckin' shit, that's gonna hurt for a while."
At this he leaned slightly closer to me, resting his elbows on his knees.
"Don' worry, Gamz. I didn't tell no one about that weird-colored blood you got there. Not even Captor. Thought you didn't need anymore trouble than you already got."
I perked up.
I had totally forgotten about the blood. But here Dirk was cool enough to let me off the hook with that? Man, motherfucking miracles.
"Oh, god, thanks, Dirky. You're the fuckin' best, ya' know that, man?"
He frowned slightly.
"Dirky...?"
The sound of the door sliding open distracted both of our attentions and we glanced over to see who it was.
Walking around the white sheet that hung on the curtain around my bed, Terezi emerged.
"Yo, dickhead."
She smiled, flicking down her red shades slightly.
"Heey, Terezi, my blind motherfucker! C'mere, ya' ho'!"
Dirk rolled his eyes and smiled as he returned to his girly shit, chuckling at the way we had greeted each other.
She wrapped her arms around me momentarily, then pulled away, grinning. She sat on the bed, and tapped the cold metal with her fingernail.
"Man, this thing is uncomfortable as hell. How you even be sleepin' on this thing? Shit hard as a rock, Gamz."
"Heh. I manage. So, dude, whassup lately? Anything changed while I've been bedridden?"
Her smile dropped, even though I had just been joking with her charmingly.
"Dude..."
"Huh? What, Terez? Somethin' bad's been happenin' since I've been gone?"
She looked disgruntled, then slightly horrified.
"Man, I am getting the biggest negative waves from you right now. What the fuck happened to you, man?"
I saw Dirk glance up, lips slightly parted in interest.
A stab of hesitation, then anxiety, I take charge momentarily.
"Hey, uhhh, Dirky, can you, like leave us for a sec'? Me and Terez', we gotta talk."
He nodded, looking slightly amused.
"Yeah, Gamz. Whatever ya' need."
He got up, and hearing his office door shut, Terezi turned back to me.
"Man, seriously, what the fuck is up with you? The vibes, dude. You ain't right in the head. Whus goin' on?"
I sighed, and ran a hand through my hair.
"Ehhh, I dunno what you mean, Terez'...? I did just get sliced up n' all, so what'd ya' expect?"
I don't know why I said that, I knew it was useless to try and fool her. Her intuition was nearly 100% right all of the time. And she knew it, too.
"Dude, don't try that shit with me. I know you too well. Besides, you must really have somethin' on your conscience, 'cause this feelin' I'm gettin' is so jacked up, it's kinda ridiculous. What the fuck is it?"
I paused, opened my mouth, then closed it. Terezi looked at me, waiting, a small sideways pout of worry on her black-painted lips.
Again, the noise of the door opening was heard, and this time I sighed to think it was most likely Tavros. Those encounters were awkward and painful, and I didn't really want to see him.
In fact, it would be better if he were dead.
I looked down, immersed in thoughts, not wanting to see Tavros' face.
Terezi reacted.
"Whoa, man, there you go again. Negative as shit. Hnn'? Oh, hey, Ara...di...a... oh... damn it..."
I looked up furiously.
Aradia?
Why the fuck?
I growled, low and deep in my throat.
Said woman held up a hand.
"No need to be so angry, Gamzee. I know many things. And I know that you are upset with me, as well as your friend, Tavros. Be calm. Know that it is not his fault. And also, be wary. He is not who he might seem to be."
Terezi glanced over her shoulder at the beautiful Aradia, in a sweeping dark-gray skirt, a black turtleneck pulled over it. She looked mysterious as ever with her black, round eyes, long dark eyelashes, and ebony hair curling and shifting perfectly over her face and cascading down her shoulders elegantly.
Surely a worthy foe.
And Terezi accepts the challenge.
"'Ey, what'cha even want? Why the fuck you botherin' Gamz here with your poems and weird wording? Just tell him, straight, what the fuck you be needin' him for, then get the hell out, douche."
I sighed, and let a little laugh bubble out from my lips.
Both Terezi and Aradia look at me, slight surprise on both of their faces.
"Hehhe... Terez', c'mon, dude. Lay off. What'td ya' even want, Arade? Somethin' about Tavros not being who he is, er, I dunno. I wasn't really listening."
I heard Pyrope snicker, but my eyes stay on Aradia.
She was still calm.
"All I wanted for you to know is that danger comes with the presence of the young Nitram child, and if you are prepared to meet it, then I commend you. But it would certainly be much wiser to stay away from him. I wish you return to good health soon, and I thank you for your time, Mr. Makara."
With a smirk from reddened lips, and a flourish of her hips, she exits the room, and leaves me and Terezi to stare after, minds full of confusion.
All I want now, after this disturbing chat, is to ponder what she said in peace.
Feeling a headache coming on, I rest my head back against the comfort of my pillow.
"Uh-ungh... Sorry, Terez, but I need to think about this for a minute. C-Could ya' just leave for a little bit...? I mean, not to be disrespectful, or anything, but, ughh, damn it, my head hurts! Ugh, sorry, bro, thanks a lot for comin'."
She looked disapproving, but got up anyways, extending her walking stick.
"I'm not givin' up, Gamz. Somethin' is up with you, not like usual. This could be bad. I'm thinkin' of comin' again tomorrow. When d'ya get outta this here dump?"
"Uhh, huh? I-I dunno, Terez. I think, like, in a day or two, maybe? Ask Dirkbro, I really gotta rest again, sorry."
She left, with a sigh, and hearing the door close, only then did I relax.
Closing my eyes, I let all worries drift away, if even for a little while... I would be content...
Or so I hoped.
Because in reality, I wouldn't be getting any sleep at all. Like always.
So why was I so uneasy?
Heehheh. Just if you guys wanted to know, I only write this while listening to music. I really like the music for Homestuck, especially Karkat's theme, Galaxy Hearts, Dave's Theme, Candles and Clockwork(Alpha), Megolavania, etc. Along with that, I love J/K-pop and alternative rock bands. Not that you guys care haha =_= Just writin' random stuff...
On another note, I just caught up completely with Homestuck yesterday~ I feel so achieved (sob sob) What am I doing with my time...? * winks * Review, dearies!
