SORRY FOR THE LATENESS!
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"Honk. Honk. Honk."
John screamed again, a loud and piercing scream that cracked.
In a second, Gamzee had thrown John across the room. He hit the shelves with glass bowls and plates with a cry, falling as glass rained down on him. He hid his face as he started to cry again, this time out of pure fear.
He was going to die.
He scrambled to his feet as he tried to run. But he was trapped in the corner, the purple-eyed teen approaching him quickly. John shrank down and whimpered, helpless and terrified. As Gamzee stepped in front of him, the ebony gave a soft sob.
"P-please don't kill me, Gamzee!" He stammered out, hiccupping a little. The killer just laughed and cupped John's face gently. At the light touch, John's sniffling ceased.
"Now, now, Johnbro. Why would I kill such a cute little motherf*cker like you?" Gamzee purred throatily, stroking the boy's cheek. He trembled as Gamzee continued to stroke his face.
"Wh-why did you kill Nepeta?" John asked hesitantly, regretting it when the crazed male snarled. He flinched and started to cry again.
"Oh no shush it's motherf*ckin' ok." Gamzee kept stroking the smaller male's cheek until the sobs died down and the watery eyes refocused on him.
"Nepeta was a lowblood. She didn't deserve to live. But you, you're precious." Gamzee chuckled and slipped a hand up John's shirt.
"N-no, stop! D-don't!" John screamed out, absolutely terrified now. Sensing that, Gamzee removed his hands and picked up the boy. He kicked and thrashed but was no match for Gamzee.
"P-please, please!" John sobbed into Gamzee's chest, clutching onto him tightly. The older male seemed to like this because he leaned back against the wall and hugged John to his chest.
The boy soon realized a way out of this. He sniffled, wiping his tears, and looked up at Gamzee before kissing him quickly. A smile spread across his face as he stared down at John, who blinked innocently at him.
John kissed him again, trailing slightly shaky kisses down the older male's neck, making a few very light marks. Gamzee hummed in pleasure, pulling the boy back up to eye level so he could kiss him again.
"Now you're getting the point." Gamzee chuckled, kissing the boy roughly. He squeaked and attempted to kiss back as his bottom lip was bitten rather hard, drawing blood.
John jerked back, gasping in pain. Gamzee narrowed his eyes and latched onto the boy's bottom lip, biting until his sharp teeth pierced the lip.
"Let go!" He pulled back and squirmed greatly, trying to get away. The older male had a firm hold on him, however, and wouldn't let go.
"You're gonna die, motherfucker." Gamzee's lips pulled back in an angry snarl, and John did the only thing he could think of: he screamed as loud as he could in the older male's face.
Startled, Gamzee moved back, and the small teen took this chance to kick him, slip out of his grasp, and run. He headed for the door and ran out into the night. Apparently he had been in there for a while. He ran for Dave's.
As he approached the front door, he realized too late that his best friend didn't want to see him. He turned to run to the hospital, where Karkat was, but Gamzee was coming from that direction.
He sobbed, blood running down his lip and from various cuts on his arms from the glass shards stuck in his arm. He was dead. He was going to die.
"Whoa, what's the rush?" He looked up with wide eyes to see a redhead girl with red glasses. He recalled her from earlier years, as being one of Karkat's friends.
"Run. Please, g-get out of here!" He told her with trembling tones, eyes wide. She tilted her head to the side, her rather long tongue curling out.
"Why?" Her eyes sparkled for a second, as if she knew something John didn't.
"Got you motherfucker." Gamzee came up from behind and
grabbed John, who screamed loudly and struggled, starting to sob again.
"Whoa! Dude, put the kid down." The girl yelled as John kicked and cried out. The boy wasn't sure why this girl was talking to him. Didn't she recognize Gamzee, and didn't she know what happened, since she was Karkat's close friend?
There was a flash, and then John was on the ground and Gamzee was stumbling back, holding his face as blood poured from his nose.
"Run!" The redhead grabbed John, lifted him onto his feet, and the two started to run to Dave's house. The girl busted down the door then locked it as John collapsed, a searing pain in his chest.
The blonde was downstairs in a second, eyes narrowing when he saw John. "Terezi?"
"Heyyyy!"
"He needs to get out of here, now." He snapped, stepping forward to eject the boy. The girl stopped him.
"Cool kid, no! Gamzee's flipped his shit out there!" She flung her arms around him in a hug, and his eyes widened. He pushed her away, glaring at his best friend (more like ex best friend), who sniffled and curled into a ball in the corner.
"He's bleeding. That sucks." Terezi wiped some blood from John's arm, frowning when he flinched.
There was pounding on the door, and he flinched again, springing to his feet and moving away from the door. It seemed like Gamzee was going to break it.
"He can't get in like that." Dave snorted.
He was right. Gamzee crashed in through the window.
So there's some Gamjohn, and the reason TZ doesn't know about ignoring John, or Gamzee going crazy, you'll see next chapter!
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~samx