I'm so sorry this took soooo long .

= Be Sollux

After you dropped Karkat off you quickly drive home and climb the stairs to your room. Once in there you're careful not to trip over any of the wires before flopping down onto your bed. You sigh and grab your phone, deciding to text Karkat. You have this feeling that somethings wrong but you don't know why.

'Hey kk, ii ju2t want two make 2ure you're okay'

Ten minute go by without an answer. Twenty. Thirty. An hour. You do your best to distract yourself with your laptop as you wait. It's not really working however, you still check your phone every five minutes. Finally after almost two hours you get a response.

'can you come pick me up? please?'

'yeah of cour2e, ii2 2omethiing wrong?'

'just come. now please'

You know something is wrong, he's not typing in caps and he's being a lot more calm than normal. He also said please, which for Karkat, is really out of character. You put your laptop aside and grab your keys, heading out to your car. You yell a quick 'i'll be back' to your mother before getting into your car. You drive off and it only takes a few minutes for you to end back in Karkats driveway.

You realize that one car is gone as you walk up to the front door and knock. After a few minute nobody answers to you open the door and peer inside. "Kk?" You get no answer so you walk inside and close the door behind you. You see a few redish brown stains by your feet and you wonder for a split second what it is but you disregard it and continue to look for your boyfriend. You walk into the kitchen then down the hallway, seeing small stains similar to the ones by the door as you walk.

"Karkat?" You're starting to get really worried. Why isn't he answering you? Finally you walk into his room. You were never prepared to see what you're seeing now. Karkat, sprawled on the floor next to his bed, the same stains on the carpet around him and you finally realize. It's blood. His chest's moving slowly but his eyes are closed, his phone laying next to him on the floor. "Oh my god…"

Quickly you kneel next to him, shaking his shoulder. "Karkat?" Slowly he opens his eyes and looks up at you. You breath a sigh in relief that he was still conscious. "kk, what happened?" He blinks a few times before answering. "My dad.." His voice is quiet and weak and you know you have to get him to the hospital. You don't have time to worry about his father yet so you just carefully slip your arms under him, one under his knees and the other under his back and steadily stand up. He's limp in your arms and you struggle to carry him out to your car. He's not that heavy but he's sprawled out and you're having a hard time keeping a hold of him. You retrace your steps to your car.

…

Over the next couple of hours you get Karkat to the hospital and the doctors quickly take him from you, the police bombard you with questions while you do your best to answer them all, and his mother comes, panicked and half drunk. They still won't let you see Karkat but at least you know the extent of his injuries. He has a lot of bruises and scratches over his body and a large cut going across his stomach. They say it's nothing too serious but they had to stitch his stomach and he's going to have a scar.

They had given him some kind of medication so he would sleep because he wouldn't let the doctors get near him. As of now he's still in the hospital room and you haven't heard from the doctors in an hour. You sit in the waiting room, Karkats mother sitting beside you. They say nothing serious happened but you're still extremely worried about him.

You haven't spoken to his mother but she has sobered up enough to realize you were here for the same reason she was. A doctor walks into the waiting room and you perk up hopefully. He looks down at a clipboard quickly. "Sollux Captor?" You stand up as he looks back up from his papers. "Karkat Vantas is asking for you. We don't normally allow visitors right now but he's refusing to let us do anything without you there."

You nod and silently follow the doctor, Karkats mother staring after you, a worried look on her face, probably wondering why she wasn't being called to see her son. The doctor leads you down a white hallway, everything is this place seems to be a sterile white. It creeps you out and makes you wonder how anybody could works here. Having to see the same empty walls everyday and having to see people die on your watch regularly. It just seems like a lot of tragedy for one person to handle. But, you suppose some can handle it.

You soon reach a room with a numbered plate reading 413. "You can go in, try to talk some sense into him okay? We know he needs stitches but we also have to check for broken bones but he wont let us near him. I'll be back in twenty minutes." With that the man walks off down back the way you had just came. You take a deep breath before walking into the room. The first thing you see upon stepping inside is a pale figure huddled in about three of those really thin, white, knitted blankets.

Karkat looked even paler than usual, his skin contrasting with his dark hair and the purple bruises on his face. You're sure he has more over his body but he's cover from his neck down in blankets. Along with the bruises he had a number of cuts and scrapes across his cheeks and near his eyes. All together he looked terrible. Like he had been hit by a fucking truck. You sigh and step further into the room as Karkats eyes land on you. He watches you silently as you walk over next to the bed and sit down.

You stay silent for a moment before speaking "Kk...tell me what happened" He doesn't respond and you have a feeling he's not going to so you move on. You already know it was his dad anyways. "Karkat you have to let the doctors do their job. They're only trying to help alright? You need to let them help" You can hear him sigh quietly and he shifts under the blankets, a pale hand coming out from underneath them. You take his hand and squeeze it gently before pressing the button to call the nurses.

You stay with Karkat while the doctor checks him over. He would flinch everytime he was touched but he stayed quiet and let him work. You find that he has two broken ribs a one cracked one, he has a mild concussion, and he needs stitches for a long cut on his arm. The doctor quickly stitches Karkats arm and wraps his torso in a bandage for his rips.

When he's done he walks out of the room, coming back a minute later. "Alright Mr. Vantas, you should be fine for now however I suggest you take it easy for a while. No vigorous physical activity. It may be a bit hard to walk with your rips but they should heal quickly. Be careful with your head also, wouldn't want you getting a more serious concussion. You may leave whenever."

Karkat nods a bit and his mother slowly comes inside. You look at her from your spot still sitting next to the bed and you can see her eyes fill with tears as her eyes land on her son. She manages not to cry as the doctor turns to talk to her. You feel a small tug on your sleeve and you turn to Karkat who's now sitting up. /"I wanna leave…"/ He says quietly, looking down. You nod and stand up, helping Karkat to his feet. He winces and seems to wobble a bit so you wrap an arm around his waist to make sure he won't fall.

Karkats mother stays behind to talk to the doctor and you see a few police officers go into the room after you help Karkat out. You two walks slowly out to your car and you help him in. Once inside you quickly pull out of the parking lot and start driving back towards his house. As you star ahead you feel him weakly grip your wrist. You glance over at him questionally before he speaks quietly. "I don't want to go home" You glance at him again then nod "Yeah alright. My house?" You look over to see him nod so you turn around and drive towards your own house.

You help Karkat out when you get there and you two walk inside. You can hear your mom humming in the kitchen, the smell of her cooking wafting through the house. "Sollux honey is that you?" "Yeah mom, Karkats with me" You hear her put a few things down and she comes out of the kitchen wearing an apron. Her smile falls as she gets sight of the small boy you're basically holding up right. "Oh my what happened?" She asks worriedly. "We'll talk later, i'm gonna get him into bed alright?" She nods then walks back into the kitchen but not without a worried glance at Karkat.

You can't really help him up the steps without you both falling flat on your face so you carefully pick him up. It's easier to carry him this time cause he's not sprawled out, he stays tucked against your chest, his arms around your neck. You carry him upstairs and into your room. He's practically falling asleep in your arms so you lay him on your bed, pulling the covers over him.

You kiss his head before turning to leave, planning on helping your mom with dinner. However your hand is grabbed and you look back at Karkat. You raises an eyebrow as he opens his eyes. /"Lay with me.."/ He sounds exhausted so you don't argue with him. You lay down next to him and he does his best to cuddle up to you. You're not really tired at all but you stay laying there as Karkat sleeps, his head resting on your chest.

You find yourself wondering where his dad ran off to and you pray to god he doesn't decide to come back. For Karkats sake. Slowly you end up falling asleep. The last thing you remember is your mother coming in and snapping a picture before it all goes blank.