ALRIGHT, MY WRIGGLING DAY IS COMING UP (someone asked what I'll be, 14 years or sweeps) SO I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO THROW A BIG FIT OVER. HERE WE GO WITH ANOTHER CHAPTER. }:o) (I'll be 14 years old) SURPRISE!
Nails dig in the ground as your being dragged back from where you were. You yelp, and cringe, squirming around. You're constantly grabbing tables and chairs, knocking things over. Glass breaking, objects are falling... it looks as if someone just came it, like John, and did the windy thing without any way of the stupid wind to escape. You're hit in the head, and a memory plays-
"HaHa WhAt'S uP mY wIcKeD mOtHeRfUcKiNg BeStFrIeNd?~" Gamzee's voice was heard, echoing a bit in your ears. You look up behind you. Though you were tired and worn out from the long night, you casually gave him a slightly grin, then slumped down. No one was around. They were still all in there recoopracoons, asleep. It was like what? 4 something in the morning? Whatever... You're actually surprised Gamzee was up at this time. "DoN't WoRrY bRo.. I'm Up AlL tHe TiMe..." He gave you a slight nudge, sitting down next to you. "WhAt'S bEeN kEePiNg YoU uP, kArBrO?"
"Nothing..." Your voice was surprisingly calm, compared to most of the time. "...just working on the game plan, and shit..." You start to unconsciously lean against him. You don't notice it, until he slowly nudges you off. You take a soft gasp, sitting back up. "..Shit..." You muttered, rubbing your eyes. Suddenly, you're pulled into a hug from Gamzee. It caught you off guard, but you didn't struggle. You leaned in the touch, content for once.
"..." He slowly pushed you out of the hug, and ruffled your hair. He wasn't smiling much, just giving you a small pitied look. "...BrO, yOu NeEd SoMe MoThErFuCkInG sLeEp..." You shook your head, but that didn't stop him from picking you up. You flail slightly, as he held you close. You slowly stopped, when you could hear his heart beating. You look up with a glare, but he just smiles stupidly down at you. "...We NeEd To AlL uP aNd HaVe A fEeLiNgS jAm TaLk..."
Caught off guard by that statement, you struggle slightly, wanting to sit up. He just tightened his grip, holding you still. "Gamze-" You were caught off guard when you herd a whimper. "Oh my God- Gamzee are you- Are you crying?" You look up at him with rather wide, shocked eyes. He shook his head, his hair hiding his face. You reach up, worried about him, and attempt to brush the hair away. A tear dripped on your cheek, as he slumped down, sitting against a wall. You didn't realize it, but he took you to his room. He shrugged away your hands, pulling you into a hug again, beginning to cry. You wrap your arms tiredly around him, returning the hug. But what was said next caught you off guard, almost like your wake up call.
"B- bRo-" He muttered, "Y- yOu'Re AlWaYs WoRkInG aLl ThE tImE- bUt YoU dOn'T sEe ThE kInD oF lIfE yOu'Re PuShInG aWaY-" He looked at you, tears were built in his eyes, most running down his cheek. "YoU dOn'T sEe ThE kInD oF fRiEnDs YoU'rE pUsHiNg AwAY- KaRbRo I'm WoRrIeD aBoUt WhAt YoU'rE dOiNg To YoUr LiFe.. We'Re SiX sWeEpS oLd, AnD yOu'Re WoRkInG lIkE yOu'Re TwElVe SwEePs.. YoU nEeD tO sToP sO yOu CaN bE a KiD fOr OnCe KaRkAt-" You starred with wide eyes, surprised by what he was all saying. The clown make up was beginning to be smeared, some of it staining your shirt. You pulled out of the hug, looking down in your lap. His arms moved to the front, wrapping around his stomach. "yOu'Ve BeEn So CaUgHt Up In ThE gAmE YoU fOrGoT aBoUt WhO yOu ReAlLy ArE..." He took a short shaky breath, "...KaRbRo YoU nEeD tO sPeNd TiMe WiTh YoUr FrIeNdS beFoRe SoMeThiNg GoEs WrOnG..." He looked at you with pleading, pained eyes. "SpEnD tImE wiTh YoUr lUsUs bRo.. ThEy'Re NoT gOiNg To Be HeRe FoR yOu AlL tHe TiMe..." You nod, reaching up. He grabs your wrists, his arms being shown to you. You nearly yelp, turning your hands around, and holding his arms. A large scar lined along his wrists, seeming to be a failed attempt of-
The small flash back stopped suddenly as you go flying to the bed. You yelp slightly, as you hit the bed, and then are pinned suddenly by Gamzee. He's trying to put the sickle to your neck, but can't because your thrashing around, refusing to meet your demise. You bring your feet to your chest, and kick him off. He doesn't exactly come off the bed like you wanted; he turns off to the side. Good enough. You force yourself up, stumbling a little to get back out of the door. He growls, and finally, kicks your through the door way. You fall almost face first into glass. Luckily, you caught yourself just before you meet shards of broken glass. You hiss, as you feel the throbbing pain in your arms. You think they might be broken or fractured, but you can never be sure with how Gamzee hit you.
You bring your feet around and kick yourself up, hands clenching to fists, making your left hand bleed a little. You run through the halls, through the familiar doors, the familiar blood stained carpets that scream with the terror of the others who once roamed these dorms.
"BrO, wE bOtH kNoW sOmEtHiNg iS gOiNg To HapPeN.. aNd I dOn'T wAnT tO aLl Up AnD bE rEsPoNcIbLe If AnYoNe GeTs HuRt oR kIlLeD..."
That statement runs through your mind as you dare look back at Makara. He's nowhere in sight, but that doesn't mean he's not right there. You shake your head, gritting your teeth. 'He tried to warn me-' You thought, 'I tried to tell him he'd be alright and that he was making this up- I wouldn't listen-' You shake your head, coming up to the door that seemed to be locked to you. You hunch down slightly, preparing to take the hit. 'F-Fuck... Gamzee I'm sorry- I'm sorry I wouldn't listen- I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention-'. You prepare to hit the door, turning your head away and closing your eyes. 'If I'm the one that turned you into this- I'm sorry-'.
You hit the door. The door bursts open to the outside world, concrete flying beneath you. You didn't think you were running that fast. You actually were surprised you got out. You come close to the concrete beneath you, and soon hit the ground, skidding roughly. You tumble and roll, and skid; soon skidding to a stop. You don't move, hearing the honks behind you.
"gAMZEE!,,," A call was herd from the lab. Gamzee's ears seemed to perk up, with a wide grin. "uHH, gAMZEE WHERE ARE YOU?,,,"
"TaVbRo, In My RoOm!" Gamzee called back, and hugged you close. You look at Gamzee, starring into his eyes. Gamzee's eyes seemed to be lit up with excitement and joy from the love he knew from Tavros. Though Gamzee hadn't been able to know his Lusus, he knew that Tavros, and the others tried to make up for that. It wasn't out of pity for him. It was because he was your friend. He was always the happy-go-lucky guy everyone seemed to get attached to. Even Vriska would admit that even if he was someone not to really be around, he was pretty cool. To you, Gamzee was your best friend because he was able to see right through you. And even though you yelled, and cursed at him, he never judged you like the others did. You'd always go visit Gamzee. He'd never come to your hive. You guess it's the fact of your lusus, but you never seemed to bother with it. You never asked either. You know that when Gamzee needs you, you're there for him, even if it's something stupid. You secretly do have to admit; he may be an idiot, but he's smarter then what most would actually think.
"Gamzee, maybe if you really do need someone to hang out with, you can hang with Tavros. I'm busy most of the time and soon I won't be able to come around for you. But you have Tavros and he's always hanging around..."
"KaRkAt.." He muttered, and looked you dead in the eyes. "...DiD yOu LiStEn To AnYtHiNg I sAiD, oR dId YoU sImPlY hEaR mY vOiCe SpEaK wOrDs?" He shook his head, dropping his head down, starring into your lap. "I... i StArTeD tALkInG tO oThEr PeOpLe, AnD tHeY sAy ThE sAmE... iT's GoInG tO hApPeN aNd ThEy'Re TrYiNg To PrEvEnT iT..." He muttered. You stare at him, about to speak when Tavros comes in.
"uHH, oH HEY kARKAT." Tavros smiled slightly. Gamzee's eyes were already perked up at Tavros, and smiling. You chuckled slightly and stood up.
"Listen, Gamzee, I don't want you to talk to them anymore. I'm sure it's nothing. Anyways, I have to get back to what I was working on. Hang out with Tavros for a while I suppose, but you need to lighten up." You do your best to smile. He looked at you, his eyes deadened slightly, and he nodded. Tavros probably couldn't see it, but you did. That small glint in his eyes disappeared... Probably nothing. You have to go take care of leader business. Not tolerate Gamzee's poor attitude.
Restraining on whimpering, you can here Gamzee standing in the door way. You still lay there, panting softly as you can feel the stitches reopen and bleed slowly. Your hand is still clenched, blood slowly dripping from it. You begin to raise up when suddenly a foot is placed gently on your back. Your body locks up, and you freeze.
Slowly, pressure is applied on your back, soon forcing you to collapse under the weight. You lay there, still not moving, praying for him to stop, but he keeps adding weight.
"...DiD yOu LiStEn To AnYtHiNg I sAiD, oR dId YoU sImPlY hEaR mY vOiCe SpEaK wOrDs, BuT nOt ThInK aBoUt ThE mEaNiNg?"
Those words run through your mind, as you lay still, holding your breath...
OKAY, I'M STILL WORKING ON IT, SORRY IF THIS IS A CRAPPY CHAPTER. I'VE BEEN RUSHED THROUGH, SO ECT. ECT. I'LL MAKE IT BETTER NEXT ONE, BUT THIS IS A CLIFF HANGER. ]:) EHEHEHEHEHEHE