AN: HEY EVERYONE! GUESS WHAT? WE HAVE A WINNER! *ahem* and the winner is…wait for it…..ICan'tAlwaysBeWitty! Woo! :3 And sorry to all of those who didn't when, but who knows. ;3 maybe there will be more chances to get in eh? Anywho, ON WITH THE STORY!

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN: MOTHER KNOWS BEST

Karkat sat in his hospital room waiting for his father. The doctor had already cleansed his hands and put heavy bandages on them. They were so stiff Karkat couldn't even bend his fingers. It would be a miracle if he came out of this without too much scar tissue on his hands. "God I hope no one has told Gamzee about this. I don't want him worrying about me right now." He pulled his legs up to his chest as he sat in the bed, resting his head on his knees. ~He has other things he needs to worry about right now…~ Karkat closed his eyes, letting his mind wonder over the events of the past few days.

He had almost fallen asleep when he heard a familiar voice. "What do you mean I can't see my son?" "Mrs. Vantas pl-" "DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME TO CALM DOWN. I WILL SEE MY SON NOW!" Before Karkat could move the door to his room was thrown open and his mother rushed in and hugged him. "Oh Karkat my poor baby tell mommy what happened." "….MOM!? WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHO TOLD YOU ABO-….DAD!" Porrim shushed her son, and held him close. "That's not important right now Karkat. I'm here now and I'm not leaving till you tell me everything that happened." Karkat blinked and stared over his mother's shoulder at Kankri who was still in the hall. "….Mom…why did you bring Kankri?" "He was worried about you." "…Oh"
Karkat sighed and waved Kankri in from the hall. "Get in here…I don't feel like say this shit twice." Kankri edged his way in and sat in one of the chairs in the room. For once he didn't go into one of his rants about triggers, which surprised Karkat. ~Damn I just cussed in front of him and he didn't say anything…wow…he really is worried. ~ Karkat managed to keep his voice even the entire time. Kankri just stared at him, his face void of expression. Porrim covered her mouth when Karkat told her how he cut his hands.

"…And then dad came and got me." Karkat finished. He had kept his face down the entire time, not able to meet his mother's eyes. ~Oh God why did you tell her dad? Why!?~

"You said you knocked out his tooth right?" Kankri's voice was soft, almost too soft to hear. "…Yeah." Kankri nodded, "Good. He deserved it. How dare he walk into you place of work and say those things to you? And another thing! I can not believe his nerve! It's his fault you two broke off, now he says he never loved you? I will not stand for this! That little…..BITCH HOW DARE HE HURT MY LITTLE BROTHER. I AM SO TRIGGERED RIGHT NOW I COULD PUNCH SOMETHING." Karkat's eyes went wide. ~Holy shit he is mad as hell. He never cusses. Never. ~

"…Right this way young man. You're not the first one we've had today that's been in a fist fight." "Thank you for seeing me doctor." Karkat's blood ran ice cold at the sound of a familiar voice. ~No….it can't be…~ John walked right by his door and didn't even glance in; Dave on the other hand saw Karkat and stopped. Dave's face went from surprised to angry in record time. He left John's side with a whispered "Be right back" and went into Karkat's room.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!? Are you really that fucking jealous of us that you had to break his nose and knock out one of his teeth? Get over yourself; you're such a pathetic waste of space. Why don't you do us all a favor and leave!?" Karkat didn't say anything, his voice wouldn't work. Tears threatened to fall as he stared at Dave. ~It's not my fault…..~

"Get out of this room!" Porrim stood up and pushed Dave away from Karkat. "How dare you come in here and harass my son!" With each word she took another step closer to Dave, forcing him out into the hall in front of everyone. "AND HOW DARE YOU CALL HIM PATHETIC! HE HAD HIS HEART BROKEN BY THAT LITTE SLUT YOU CALL A BOYFRIEND. DID YOU EVEN KNOW HIM AND KARKAT WERE TOGETHER? AND WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO MARCH IN HERE AND START BLAMING MY SON FOR YOUR BOYFRIEND'S SCREW UPS? YOU KNEW WHERE HE WORKED. WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST GO TO ANOTHER MUSIC STORE? NO, YOU HAD TO GO TO THE ONE WHERE HE WORKED. IF EITHER OF YOU COME ANYWHERE NEAR MY SON AGAIN, I WILL RIP YOUR FACES OFF, AND FEED YOU TO THE FUCKING BEARS!"

With one last push to Dave's chest Porrim went back to Karkat's room and slammed the door shut. Karkat's tear filled eyes went wide. The last time he had seen his mother yell had been when she filed for divorce. Before he could move, Porrim had her arms around him in a warm hug. "Shoosh Karkat, don't cry. I won't let them come anywhere near you again. Momma is here Karkat." He clung to her like a drowning man to life raft. She held him as sobs wracked his body, gently rubbing his back and giving comforting words. Kankri had slipped out into the hall to tell Slick what had happened.

"Father…perhaps it is best that no one else comes today. Karkat isn't up for more visitors." Slick nodded and got his phone out again. "I'll just call his roommate then and tell him not to come just yet." He dialed the number and waited, but got the same thing as before, the voice mail. "He won't pick up…." ~Fuck…calm down Slick just calm down. You can catch him in the waiting room if he comes in. ~ Slick slipped his phone back into his pocket and went down to the main waiting room. ~This is going to be a long day…. ~