KarkatxGamzee pov
'Its been three fucking days… Where and why in the hell is he not here!?' I sat in the usual café we would usually meet at before the start of school. 'At this rate we'll be late for history! Where the hell is he?' I was losing my patience waiting for my best friend, Gamzee. He never usually does this, but it has been happening for the past three days. We'd sit at this round table that was in the front of the restaurant and right of the exit and talk about school or maybe stuff at home, nothing really out of the ordinary. Although, lately he hasn't been showing up. I'm not sure if it's his new girlfriend or what, but all I know is that it's really starting to bug me. We've done this for so long and to have it be damaged by something as stupid as a girl he barely even knows, really fucking grinds my gears.
I fiddle with my green tea while staring blankly out the window in front of me , "man, couples are multiplying by the second… It must be nice." Gamzee and I have been best friends since middle school and I couldn't ask for anything more. Or so I thought. During the summer break of freshmen year, I went to math camp and spent almost every night crying because I couldn't talk to him every night. I know, it's completely pathetic, but that was when I started to develop a feeling I never really knew. I guess I started to realize that I loved him or something like that. Anyway, all I knew was when I did talk to him and he'd mention some girl, I'd freak out and curse at him for being "perverted" or "disgusting". It was truly a terrible way to spend my summer. "It's been thirty minutes, where the hel-…" I hear the entrance bell ring and right in it stands the tall bushy haired teen, "Where in gods name have you been? Do you know how late we're going to be, now?" I stood up to face him when the strong scent of perfume was shoved up my nose.
"Uh, I was with Terezi. We had some night, so I ended up sleeping over and man was it like a miracle. She sure as hell can cook for a blind chick. Oh, uh, sorry about the wait, man. I completely forgot."
"… Lets just go." I left my money on the table along with my drink, I walked out the door and held it for Gamzee.
"Oh, thanks, Motherfucker." We walked in silence to the bus stop. My head was down the whole time. I couldn't look at him and I didn't want to; it was too painful. Not only was he with a girl, but out of all people it was my ex. I'd really like to say I don't care, but it's more like I could care less. I wanted to cry, I really did, but I didn't. Besides, he doesn't know anything. How can I expect him to read my mind and comply to how I feel? Me making such a big deal out something that never even started is ridiculous. I'm the "disgusting" one, not him. When the bus came we boarded and sat facing each other. He had this huge grin and I couldn't help but occasionally glance and smile. He's too cute for his own good sometimes.
"Psst, karkat."
"Hmm.?"
"Check it out," he pulled down his purple button shirt to show me this bright red mark on his neck, "Cool huh, lil'T gave it to me while giving me a hand job; it was awesome. Man, I might even make her my girlfriend, don't you think that'd be cool?" I was disgusted. I wanted to vomit right there, on a packed bus for everyone to see. I completely went blank, "What exactly did you guys do, huh?! Weren't you guys just suppose to be studying for tomorrows test?! Despite that, aren't you being just a little selfish!? One, she's my fucking ex, two, your suppose to be my BESTfriend. You don't just let your friends ex suck on your neck while she's feeling up your bulge! Are you fucking crazy!?" I'm bringing these feels onto myself, "First you come late to our usual morning meet-ups then shortly never come at all, and now, now you're telling me that my best friend and ex have been feeling up on each other behind my fucking back! What the literal fuck, Gamzee!?" I have pretty much no right to be saying any of this, or so it feels.
"Woah, woah, calm down, little red. Weren't you the one who said anyone could have her and you wouldn't care? I'm pretty sure that's you giving me the okay on her." he gave me this cheeky grin before sitting me down, I stood up to get my point across; I'm sort of short. "Tha-.." I stopped, 'You did say that, karkat,' "Sti-…" 'You have no right to get mad at him. Stop acting like a nagging girlfriend and get back to reality, he's not your boyfriend, grow up.' I gripped onto my knees while I stare at the bus floor, "Gamzee, have you ever wondered why I get so angry when you talk about girls or even get to close to them?" I can't hide it anymore, I'm done with feeling responsible for my own misery, "Despite the fact that we're both guys, has it ever came to mind that I," Telling him will make him take on some of the blame, he'll have no choice but to be cautious, "your best friend," it's selfish, but how much more can I take before I completely fall apart, "love you..?" The bus came to a stop, I took the chance and ran. 'You're disgusting, Karkat.' I'm blowing things way out of pap-portion.
(I really hope you're enjoying this fic so far. your comments would really mean a lot for my writting, so please don't hesitate on giving suggestions or criticism. next chapter will hopefully be longer and might be fixed on johndave. anyway, i hope you'll enjoy.
-Tingwong. )
