Gabby :: Ok, This Will Skip One Week.

Danie :: Andrew Hussie, God Of HomeStuck. Me And Her, Goddess' Of This Story. Enjoy.

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Gamzees past week consisted of work, going to the park, hanging out with May and Kanaya, and trying to make Kanaya remember everyone. There was this one time she slipped the word 'hive' instead of 'home'. She simply thought about what she said, and shook it off. Though Gamzee, desperately, tried to ask her what made her say 'hive', she exclaimed she couldn't answer herself. On this particular day, Kanaya requested a sort of date between herself and Gamzee.

The day before.

Gamzee was eating something Kanaya had suggested was 'healthy' and helped with 'high blood sugar', or whatever that was. Kanaya's dream was to become a surgeon. Pretty ironic if you ask Gamzee. He finished the last of his food and went to wash his plate. In the next room, you heard his phone go off.

'Either a message or a call. Better hurry.' He dried off his hands and jogged to his phone. He picked up and checked the missed call. He hadn't recognized the number so he simply shrugged it off. He went to the bathroom to take brush his teeth.

'Should I take a shower now..? Or... Nah, ill take one in the morning to smell nicer.' Gamzees mind and perspective of things have been much, MUCH, clearer since he found Kanaya. He went back to his bed and plopped down. 'What should I-'

His phone rang again. He blinked and picked up the phone. "The motherfuck? That same number? ... " Something in his stomach was making him think he shouldn't answer. But, then again.

"Hello?"

'...Gamzee...'

His heart stopped. It... Sounded like Tavros? Nah. Maybe Gabby?

"Uh... W-who is this? I... Don't recognize your number..."

'... Oh. Gamzee... Where have you been? ... I... Oh, my god, Gamzee...'

"I will, uh, hang up if you don't all up and tell me who the... Fuck... You... A-are...?" He heard soft crying on the other end. "I-I didn't mean to-!"

'It's Tavros.'

"..."

"He... He disappeared. No... One knows where... He coulda gone but.. oh Gamzee! He's... So.. "

"... Gabby?... Tell me... Where are you?" He began throwing on his jogging pants and black hoodie. "Gabby? Talk to me, sis."

"My apartment... I ... Don't Live with Daniella anymore, I... I'm really worried Gamzee... I'm so scared." She sobbed, you could hear how runny her nose was, how stuffed she felt.

"Gab, tell me where you all up and live, this motherfucker ain't gonna stand by and let you cry." He got his keys and started storming out of his house.

"On Baud street, the intersection of Callin and Lima avenues. The v-shaped apartment on that corner. I'll wait for you out side... Please, hurry Gamzee..." She shuffled something on the other end and Gamzee adorned a determined face.

"Don't worry, Gabby. I'll be there soon." He waited for her to hang up before he closed his phone. His strides seemed longer as he walked the darker, empty streets. He looked for the intersection. He had to. Tavros... Was gone?

"It's probably all my fault... I hope the lil motherfuck- Oof." He stopped as he bumped into someone.

"Oh, a fuckin wise guy?"

"Who the Fuck dat clown-ass?"

"Ah, shut the fuck- You." Gamzee snarled as he remembered the guy who had attacked Tavros and Gabby. "What did I say if ever saw your motherfuckin face around."

"..." The guy backed off a bit, trying to single to his boys that Gamzee would hurt them, they were too ignorant to save themselves.

"Fuck that, clown-ass here don't know what's-"

Gamzee had punched the one that was talking in his jaw. All you heard was a crack and a body thump to the ground. Gamzee punched him so hard, he broke his jaw. The others looked in shock.

"What the MOTHERFUCK, did I tell you, ABOUT BEING ANYWHERE." Gamzee pressed on passed the bleeding mess to the two behind. "I thought I made it Motherfuckin CRYSTAL CLEAR."

"I-I swear.. I wasn't doin nothin! I'm.. I'm on probation!" The guy in the black hoodie backed up, while the one who was in front of him directly and fiercely aimed for Gamzees chest. Gamzee gripped at his wrist and bent it backwards. The man's wrist was sprained in a disgusting, disfigured way. Gamzee pressed on to the last guy, snarling.

"I swear, man! I... I just needed a hit! I haven't had ANYTHING for almost two weeks!" He backed up in to a corner in the small alley, his eyes trembling.

"...Hehehe. Hahaha. HAHAHAHA! You PATHETIC, SNIVELING HUMAN." Gamzee grabbed the man's collar and looked down at him. "I always knew, YOU HUMANS, were horrible, HORRIBLE, liars."

The man tried to shriek as Gamzee gripped his throat. Gamzee cackled, the darkness and the blood lust returning. He cringed as something reminded him to hold back. Since his scattered think pan couldn't remember, he wailed on the guys head, just punching his skull. He cackled. Until, he remembered. His mind and body seemed to freeze. He let go of the guy and balled his fists and left them loose again. He stared at the guy, motionless, blood on his hoodie and the floor.

"Oh... My... Oh my motherfuck- I ... No! I..." He gripped his head in fear and shook it. He promised Tavros... That he'd stop. For good. He looked around at the aching and partially blooded bodies and back to the guy who was beginning to stir.

"Dude... I ... Holy motherfuck- I... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean it... I swear! Oh, god... Oh my god..." Gamzee bent down to check the guys pulse and to look at his eyes. 'Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuuuck what is WRONG WITH ME?!'

"I... Never dibd aunythinng weronng... Why dibd you... Hiurt meh..." He fell unconscious, Gamzee panicked. He didn't know what to do. His evidence was practically everywhere. He cried. He punched the floor. He was scared.

"Please... Please, motherfuckin messiahs... Help this poor motherfucker... I didn't mean it... It wasn't me... Don't let them hurt me..." He craddled himself. He cried. Then he had an idea. He'd call the cops from a payphone and leave! Like nothing happened!

"Quarter... Fuck..." He scurried around in his pockets before finding one in his hoodie. "Thank you, messiahs..."

He ran out of the alley and across the street to the payphone. He fumbled with the quarter and sighed shakily.

'Riiing... Riiing ... 911 what's your emergency?'

"Come to Meridah street and City Avenue. There are some unconscious men here."

'What's your name? Are you injured? Do you-'

He hung up, he had no intention of answering them. He was scared shitless anyway. He looked back at the alley and frowned. "I'm... So sorry... You wouldn't believe..."

He sprinted off through the back alleys to Gabbys new apartment. He looked up at the sky and saw it started to rain. The weather fit his mood, just perfectly.

"Gamz-Gamzee? Gamzee! Its-" Gamzee collided into Gabbys arms. He sobbed and held her close.

"Gabby... I ... Oh my god..." He managed to sob into her shoulder.

"Come inside... I sme- Now. Go inside." She dragged him to the door and up the elevator. "Let me see, Gamzee."

"... I-"

"Gamzee."

He hesitated. She got rather defensive when something awful happened, well, something awful and something she's be able to do about it. He reluctantly showed her his hands, scratched, bruised and bloody.

"Gamzee.. what the-" she quickly jumped in front of Gamzee when the doors opened and some men came in. She eyeballed them careful and then dragged Gamzee to her room.

She unlocked her door and threw her soaked sweater on the ground. She took Gamzee to the bathroom and demanded he get clean.

"We'll talk after. About EVERYTHING." Her tone uneven, her brightest smile dimmed. He was regretting every thing that happened. That grave thing that he'd done.

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Gabby :: Well... This Isn't How I Wanted It To Come Out Buuutt... I: It's Life?

Danie :: Why You Keeping Me From Gamzee, Fool? :o