Gabby :: Oh, The Late Night Confusion...
Danie :: Homestuck Belongs To Andrew Hussie, The Story Belongs To Us.
Chapter 11 :: His Breakdown
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Gamzee and Gabby swiftly walked through the silent neighborhood. Gamzee had to figure out where Tavros had gone, and right now, as always, he knew Vriska had something to do with it. Gamzee briskly and carefully dragged Gabby to the front door of his house. After unlocking it and shutting it Gamzee shook.
"Gamzee... I know you're worried but we don't have to check anything out tonight. You look so sick..." Gabby put a hand to Gamzees forehead and he sighed. "It's really late, or early... We shouldn't stay up any longer worrying."
"I'm... So all up and motherfuckin worried, like you wouldn't believe sis. About EVERY motherfuckin THING!" He emphasized everything by raising his arms.
"I am, too. Believe me I am... But, worrying ourselves sick won't do anyone, good." Gabby sat at the sofa and took off her shoes. "Can I have some coffee?"
"That shit will keep you up, sis." Gamzee eyeballed Gabby curiously.
'Didn't she just say we shouldn't stay up?'
"Well, I'm very immune to caffeine." Gabby smiled and laid on the couch.
"You can use the other bedroom, sis. Immune to caffeine, huh?" Gamzee scratched the back of his head and smirked. 'Eh, I guess some coffee wouldn't hurt...'
Gabby lifted her bag of clothes and walked to the hallway. "Right or left?"
"Oh, shit. Sorry, I'm such a bad host." He chuckles to himself, he grabs her bag and guides her to the room on the right. "Here. I'll put your bags here and get yah some coffee."
Gabby smiles and Gamzee leaves to the kitchen.
'I need to seriously think this over. Why had Tavros gone missing? I bet your ass, Makara, its cuz you spent last week with Kanaya. Admit it. That's the reason.' Gamzee argued with his thoughts as he collected the coffee beans and cups. 'So what? What do you mean so what, your motherfuckin Matesprit was lookin forward to fuckin living with you again and you all up and get shy. Shut the mother Fuck up! Ive changed for him!'
Gamzee is brought back to realty when he drops his cup. He looked at the shattered white porcelain, brown liquid and the now drenched sink mat. He sighed heavily. Nothing seemed to go right...
"Gamzee? Are you ok?" Gabby rushed from her room to the kitchen floor where Gamzee began to pick up the shattered material.
Gamzee stood quiet, Damn his thoughts to hell. He felt sick. He had... Really ignored Tavros. Not once texting him... Not once visiting him, not once ignoring Daniella. "What the mother fuck..."
"Gamzee? ... Gamzee you can-"
"No, I'm fine. Try and get some sleep. Ok?" Gamzee grabbed the two corners of the mat Nd carried it the garbage and dumped it all in.
Gabby looked worried and puzzled but nonetheless listened to her emotionally damaged friend. "I'm... Down the hall if you EVER need to talk." She trudged to her room and quietly shut her door. Gamzee sighed loudly and went to the bathroom. He stared at the mirror and felt a twinge of anger build in his chest.
He didn't know what to do so he punched the wall behind him. He seethed and just stared. "Why... What... Do I do... To deserve any of this load of shit? I just... Want my life back..."
Feeling beyond defeated, Gamzee dragged himself to his bedroom. He plopped on his bed fave down and sighed. He looked at his night stand and noticed it was half past two. He remembered he still had his sweater on, but he didn't care. He felt warm. Or whatever warmth a monster like him would consider it to be. Gamzees eye lids had fallen shut easily and without struggle. In minutes, Gamzee fell asleep.
Around 6:30, a phone was heard. It was dull, but loud enough to hear. Gamzee opened his still tired eyes and looked around. He furrowed his brows and heaved himself off of the floor. As he got up, the sound seemed louder. He looked around him and saw a glow from his sweater pocket.
"Mmm... My phone?" Gamzee lazily reached in his pocket and sat on his bed. Without looking at the caller ID, he tapped the answer button and spoke.
"Hello...?"
'Gamzee? I... It's Tavros.'
Whoa, hold a mother fucker by his neck. Say what? Gamzee was wide awake at that moment.
"Don't fuckin play. I will kill you."
'No! Gamzee! It's me! For real!' He sounded so small and distant.
"Im hanging up." Gamzee was about to do so until from the other line he heard him say.
'My Matesprit wouldn't do that!'
No one on earth new about Matespritships. Or the Quadrants for that matter! It couldn't have been a trick... Gamzee didn't know what to think... To say. He stared at his phone before he heard him speak again.
'We... Threw down sick f-fires and uh, hang together and... You always called me Tavbro, or Tavvy, or Tav.. and I know your screen name! No one else would... I mean... Your other friends sure... But... Oh, I-I don't even know... If you're there...'
Gamzee felt like crying. 'Holy mother of Fuck. Tavros...'
"... Tav?"
'Yeah?' He answered very rushed.
"Where are you, bro? I fuckin miss you... I need you bro... I need you so..." Gamzees voice began to crack, "So motherfuckin bad..."
'Gamzee... I'm so sorry... I just...' There was some rustling on the other line and Gamzee tried his best to make out what it was. 'Come to your hive... I... I'll explain, but I have to-'
"Tav!" Gamzee stare at his phone. The call was dropped due to radio interference. Gamzee clicked his phone off and stared bug eyed at the carpet.
"Gamzee? I heard you scream." Gabby ran into the room. She immediately began caressing your cheek. "What happened?"
Gamzee looked back to his phone and then to Gabby. 'Should I tell her?'
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Gabby :: This... Was Maahvalous xP
Danie :: I Disagree. It's Faahbulous!
