AN: SUP GUYS. HOLY SHIT HAVE I BEEN GONE FOR A WHILE. QAQ AND I AM SO SORRY. I'VE HAD SO MUCH SCHOOL WORK GOING ON, PLUS I'VE BEEN SICK. QwQ PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME GUYS. I NEED YOU. BUT HOLY FUCK HAS IT BEEN A LONG ASS TIME. I MEAN REALLY. WHEN THE HELL DID I LAST UPDATE...WHY AM I GIVING YOU GUYS RESONDS TO BE MAD AT ME? OH GOD I NEED TO STOP. ANYWHO… MAYBE I SHOULD STOP WRITING THIS AUTHORS NOTE AND GET ON WITH THE STORY. …. WAIT…OH YEAH! GUIES, GUIESSSSSS. IM WRITING A BOOK GUIES. …YEAH YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT. SORRY. :I WHAT AM I EVEN DOING? BASHJFBA, CAT WHAT ARE YOU DOING? CAT…STAP. OH YEAH, MY KITTEN PLAYS FETCH WITH ME. IT'S SO AWESOME. :D …. HOLY FUCK I AM WEIRD :I

TL:DR: I'm sorry I've been gone, here is an update. I am crazy.

Ps. Words in all CAPS , italics, and \ \ are the voices…. And words just in italics are past events.

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Past event.

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CHAPTER 14: SCARS

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to-" The police officers voice faded from Gamzee's mind. He didn't care anymore. The cold metal handcuffs were tight on his wrist. Blood still ran down his face in small rivers, swelling back up whenever he twitched his nose. The warm crimson liquid slid down to his lips, his tongue darting out to swipe it away by instinct, the salty iron taste filling his mouth. The events of the past hour still in the front of his mind.

Gamzee had just arrived at the hospital when his head gave a sudden twinge. He winced and pressed his hand to his forehead, gritting his teeth as THEY began to talk. \WHAT ARE YOU DOING BOY? \ ~I'm making sure my boyfriend is okay. \HE IS USING YOU \ ~shut up~ Gamzee turned his bike off and dashed in to the main lobby of the hospital. He paused for just a moment, scanning the room for a familiar face. His eyes focused in on one person in particular. ~Jack…..~

His feet quickly made their way to Slick's side, his eyes wide and full of mixture of fear, concern, and love. "M-Mr. Vantas…..how is he?" Slick sighed and smiled at Gamzee. "He is fine. Just a couple of scratches…The doctors said it's best if only family members visit him for now." Gamzee nodded, clutching at his head as it gave another twinge. \THE MAN LIES\ ~SHUT UP~ "Ummm are you okay Gamzee?" "I'm fine bro…just let me know when I can see Karbro…and tell him. Tell him I said hi would you?" Slick nodded and smiled at Gamzee again. "He'll be fine Gamzee. I'll be sure to call you when he can see you."

Gamzee nodded and made his way back outside, his head throbbing. \WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW BOY? \ ~I'm going to get a drink…. ~ He climbed back on his motorcycle and turned the key, revving the engine and taking off. His mind fixed on one place. The Green Sun, the best bar in town. Pretty girls, great beer, and people who minded their own problems and left each other alone. It was the perfect place to calm down and get drunk as fuck.

His head still throbbing now and again, Gamzee pulled into the clubs parking lot. He turned his bike off and climbed off, shaking his head clear and walking into the building. The music hit him like a brick wall. The bass was deep, making his whole body seem to vibrate with the pulses. People were dancing, letting their minds go and just living in the moment. Gamzee loved it. No one looked twice at him with his shaggy hair and biker jacket. His eyes were the clearest they had been in months. Now he just had to fix that.

Gamzee made his way over to the bar as quickly as he could, wanting to get as drunk as humanly possible. He licked his lips as he sat down, his mouth suddenly going dry. ~Damn I need a drink.~ \YOU NEED NOTHING BUT US\ ~Shut up…~ Gamzee waved the bar tender over, ordering a beer and sat there, taking nice long sips of the dark liquid. His head felt better almost instantly. \WE WILL RETURN BOY. YOU CAN NOT HIDE FROM US FOREVER.\

He was on his third beer when he felt someone tap on his shoulder. "Don't I know you?" Gamzee looked over his shoulder and froze. ~Motherfucking Dave Strider. ~ Dave glared at him. "Yeah I know you. You're the guy who hangs out with Vantas. You tell him to leave John alone, before I make him." Gamzee glared at him. ~Don't get in a fight now…Karbro needs you to stay clean out here man. No fights…~ "…I'll let my Karbro know." Gamzee turned back around and finished his beer, calling for another one as Dave sat down next to him.

"I didn't have a problem with Vantas till now. Now he won't leave John alone. He called him a cheater." Gamzee glanced at Dave. "Because he is man, John cheated on Karbro with you." Dave frowned. "John said Vantas was just stalking him, convinced they were 'together,' or some shit like that. John would never lie to me. Vantas is just some two bit whore who doesn't know when to stop." Gamzee twitched.

"You better watch how you talk about my best friend Strider…" Dave just laughed. "Well you have some fucked up friends Makara." *WHAM* Gamzee pulled his fist back and hit Dave square in the nose, feeling the bone and cartilage give way. Dave fell back with a scream and landed on the floor with a solid thump. "DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!?" A shuddering breath found its way out of Gamzee's lungs. "Don't you motherfucking dare talk about my friends or my boyfriend like that ever again."

Dave stared at him, his sunglasses falling off his broken nose, eyes wide with shock. "You're dating that freak?" "WHAT DID I JUST MOTHERFUCKING SAY?" Gamzee winced and grabbed his head again. ~F-fuck~ \WHAT DID WE SAY BOY? YOU CAN NOT RUN FROM US.\ Gamzee didn't even see Dave grab the bottle and smash it. Didn't even feel the bite of the glass as it slashed through his face, leaving deep read lines across it. They stretched from his left eye to right under is right cheek. All he knew was that he felt his hand come up and wrap around Dave's wrist, gripping it tightly so that he dropped the bottle. He gave a sharp jerk and felt the bone under his hand shatter. Dave's screams fell on deaf ears as Gamzee let go, his own hand coming up and feeling his face, smearing the blood around his fingertips.

His head wouldn't stop hurting, and his thoughts kept turning to darker things. Blood dripping down a wall. Hands, his hands, painting with the blood, making twisting patterns with it. Gamzee didn't even register the fact that someone had pushed him against the bar, placing cold metal around his wrists and clenching it tightly. His tongue flicked out and caught a stray drop of blood, the iron taste filling his mouth.

"…Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you?" Gamzee blinked. Where the hell was he? And why did he have handcuffs on? He looked around, suddenly becoming aware of his surroundings. "I said, do you understand sir?" Gamzee flicked his eyes down to the shorter police officer. "…Yeah bro…I understand." The officer nodded and gingerly pulled Gamzee over to the police cruiser, easing him into the back seat and shutting it softly. Leaning his head back Gamzee sighed. Karkat was going to be so pissed at him when he found out.

But Gamzee couldn't help the small smile that found its way to his face. Just the thought of his crabby friend had that effect on him. A sigh left his lips as he closed his eyes, thinking only of Karkat, his best friend, his guide in dark times, and now…his lover. Karkat was his, and that was all that mattered to Gamzee. Darkness slowly crept up on him, before welcoming him into its restful folds, leaving only one thought in his mind while he slept. ~Karkat….~

AN: KNOCK KNOCK MOTHERFUCKERS. GUESS WHO IS BACK? DAS RIGHT ME…..oh god I'm so weird ;w;. Why do you guys even stick around? NOT THAT I MIND QAQ DON'T LEAVE ME. Anywho, guess it's time to tell all of you that I now have a Tumblr. So yeah…come ask me shit if you want. Or submit some stuff. Do whatever you want. ;w; because all of you are so awesome for putting up with me. Just look up my account name for here, Fluffykins0801 :3 and bam, that's my tumblr. :D see you guys there. Or not, you don't have to follow me.

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