"I-I killed Bec. I lost control and I ripped him off of you and I...I strangled him." He whispered, "He would've been dead soon anyway. No one in the gang likes him, he's done a lot of shit. No one even tried to stop me."

"You... What?" She stared at him, horrified.

"I killed Bec." He whispered, staring at her guilt and regret filled his eyes. "I was just trying to teach him a lesson for doing that to you and...and I couldn't stop myself."

"Y-You killed someone." Her face drained of any color it had left.

He nodded and looked away, unable to met her gaze. "I understand if you hate me."He started to get up to leave her alone, she probably hated him and wanted nothing to do with him anymore.

She grabbed his arm. "Don't."

"Don't you hate me? He asked softly, sitting down again and reaching for her hand.

She shook her head slowly. "But... You just..."

He smiled, glad she didn't hate him, "I know baby, and I hate myself for doing it. I just want to undo it, if I could have stopped myself I would have."

She sighed, getting up and starting to pace. "What happens when people find out, Karkat?"

He watched her from the bed, "No one is going to find out. Bro is taking care of the body, Bec had no friends or family other than us and everyone in the gang hated him. He basically went missing years ago when he joined us. No one is looking for him or will miss him."

"... Oh."

He got up and pulled her into a hug. "I'm so fucking sorry baby." He sighed.

She bit her lip, hugging him back.

He sighed, "I'll leave if you want me to."

"No."

He pulled back and kissed her, "God I love you Jade." He whispered, kissing her again.

She kissed him back slowly, a bit scared now.

He felt her hesitation, "You're scared of me now aren't you?" He sighed.

She nodded slightly. "Karkat, you just murdered someone."

"But I would never even think of hurting you Jade."

"It's hard not to think that after what happened."

He sighed, hating himself. She was scared of him now and it was all his fault. "I'm so sorry." He whispered, letting go of her and stepping back to give her a little space.

Jade looked down. "I... I'm going downstairs," she murmured. "I need some time alone."

He nodded, "I understand baby." He sighed, watching her leave.

She went downstairs, freezing when she saw who was leaning up against the broken front door.

Dave smirked at her. "Hey, Harley."

Her mouth went dry, eyes wide as she tried to force out a scream. Apparently he thought quicker, grabbing her and slapping his hand over her mouth before she could.

Karkat screamed in frustration, punching the wall and collapsing on his bed. He need to gave Jade some time alone downstairs.

Dave dragged her outside, taking her into the back yard so no one would see what he was about to do to her.

She kicked and screamed into his hand the entire time, tears stinging her eyes. Fuck. Oh, /fuck/, this was a bad idea.

He pulled his knife out, silencing her screams with a single small cut on her arm. He pushed her against the wall and pinned her there. "You were so quiet last time. What happened to that?" he murmured, slicing across her stomach.

Karkat stayed upstairs, he wanted to go see Jade so had but he knew she wanted to be alone. He just hoped Bro was able to clean up down there before she saw anything.

She screamed at the top of her lungs, earning a deep stab to the shoulder and a slap to the face. "Shut it," he growled.

Karkat sat up, hearing a scream from his open window. He got up and looked out, seeing Dave and Jade. "Jade!" He yelled, grabbing his knife and gun and running to her.

His eyes darted up to the open window. He dropped his hold on her, not even bothering with the knife and just taking off.

Karkat ran to Jade, ignoring Dave, he wouldn't be able to catch him anyway. His eyes went wide when he saw the knife in her shoulder. "Jade, where did he hurt you?" He asked picking her up and carrying her inside.

She was sobbing too hard to answer him properly, her good arm wrapped around her bleeding stomach.

He put her on the table and gently moved her arm and shirt. Shit, he got her good, she needed stitches. "Jade, do you want me to take you to the ER or do you want me to take care of this myself?" He really didn't want to have to take her to the ER, they asked too many questions and he could easily treat this himself.

She shook her head, her eyes closed tightly. She didn't want to see how much she was bleeding.

He sighed, "That's not an answer baby. Is it okay if I just fix you?" He asked softly faking a calm tone, he didn't want her to panic.

"Fix me!" she screamed. "I'm not going anywhere!"

He nodded, "Just take a deep breath and calm down." He whispered, and ran to get the first aid kit. He pulled out string and a needle. "This is going to sting a little." He whispered, starting to stitch her stomach wound.

She refused to look. Nothing could sting more than her shoulder.

When he was done he wrapped it in gaze and moved on to her shoulder. That was really going to hurt her, he grabbed a towel and handed it to her. "I'm sorry baby but this one is going to hurt a lot more. Bite down on this okay?" He gently grabbed the handle of the knife and looked at her. "Tell me when you are ready."

She nodded a bit, her face wet with tears. She bit down.

He quickly pulled the knife out, putting pressure on it to stop the bleeding. Once it stopped bleeding he stitched it up and wrapped it. "How does that feel?" He asked her softly.

She dropped the towel, trembling. "I-It doesn't."

"What do you mean darling?" He asked softly, picking her up and carrying her to the couch.

"It doesn't hurt. I can't feel anything."

"Anything? Not even me touching you?" He asked softly, keeping his panic out of his voice. This was not good at all.

"H-Hardly."

He nodded and laid her on the couch. "Okay, I'll be right back Jade. I'm just going to call Bro. Yell for me if anything happens, okay?" He walked back to the kitchen and pulled his cell out, calling Bro.