Chapter 6

You wake with a splitting headache.

You try to remember what the hell happened last night. You remember going to the club and having a few beers, but it gets fuzzy after that. You shrug and get out if bed and make your way to your bathroom and turn on the shower.

Once you've wash the stink of puke and alcohol off, you get out and dry off. You then get changed and head down stairs, where your very pissed off looking dad is waiting for you in the kitchen.

You put some bread into the toaster and take a seat at the table. He looks at you and scowls. You have no idea what you've done but it can't be good. "...what?" "Don't what me you little shit. What the hell where you doing last night?!" "Uhh, I honestly don't remember most of the night so I can't answer your fucking question" "watch your damn language karkat." You growl under your breathe.

"I called you so many times last night. You said you where going to meet your friends, that boy with his tongue down your throat did not look like a friend to me" you blushed as you remembered dancing with dave and kissing him. You can't believe you forgot that.

You completely ignore your dad's ranting as you think about what happened. The way he held you on the dance floor, the way his hands roamed your body and the feel of his lips on your neck. You then think about when you sat down and you kissed, you kissed him. You kissed Dave fucking Strider. You remember that moment of bliss when his tongue played with your own and way he held you, as if you where all that mattered to him.

Your blushing like mad now, you can't believe you had forgotten all that. You never thought you'd be the kind of person to kiss on the first date. Does this mean he's your Matesprit now? You never discussed weather you were officially together or not.

Your dad is yelling now "are you even listening to me!" "Huh? Yeah sure whatever" "I swear to god karkat learn some damn responsibility. You just let that guy all over you. If I ever catch you near that boy again I'll stab him till the sun comes up!" You scowl at him "oh fuck you. You have no right to say who I can or can't date" "yes I can and I say he's trouble. Give me your phone" "...what?" "Your phone, give it to me" "fuck no" "karkat, phone now. Don't make me count to three" you growl.

"One" you don't move.

"Two" you sign and get your phone out of your pocket and hand it to him.

He just walks away and heads upstairs. You look over and notice your toast has burned. You've lost your appetite anyway.

He comes back in, carrying your husk top "...what are you doing?" "I'm taking your phone and laptop, you'll get them back when I say so" "are you fucking kidding me!?" You stand and you can feel the anger rising in you.

"yes I'm damn serious. You need to learn that stupid actions come with consequences" "consequences! You can't say anything! Your a damn mobster!"

"That's different, that's my career. If you want to make a career out of going to clubs and making out with random people then you won't be living here for much longer" "are you trying to say I'm some kind of whore!" "I never said that, but with the way your going, then your well on your way to becoming one" your dad just implied that your becoming a whore... Your fucking dad just said that.

"Oh fuck you, you bastard!" You storm out of the kitchen and slam your bedroom door closed.

Your shaking in anger and you can't help the tears that roll down your cheek. You and your dad used to be so close. Sure he'd never show you any affection in public, but that was so he could keep his rep. But at home he was always supportive and caring.

He taught you to read, write, walk, talk and fight. He'd always been there and he'd never really yelled at you or punished you. Now it seems like your loosing your dad all because of one night out with Dave.

You try to calm yourself down. You pick up one of your books and sit on your bed to read.

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(Monday)

You hit your snooze button on your alarm and sit up and yawn. You hate Mondays.

You throw back your covers and get dressed. You're entire weekend consisted of crying, reading and sleeping. You haven't seen your dad since you locked yourself in your room and you where dreading seeing him again after what happened.

You enter the kitchen to find him sitting at the table eating toast and reading the paper. You open the cabinet and pull down some cereal and pour it into a bowl and add some milk. You sit opposite to Slick and eat. He doesn't say a word or even look at you. You frown and once your finished you go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and put your contacts in.

You look at yourself in the mirror. Your fake green eyes stare back at you. You wish you weren't a mutant and you didn't have to hide your eyes. You scowl at yourself. Maybe Dave had just been using you. Why would he like you anyway?

Your short, grumpy, loud and your not very polite. You've got so many flaws. He must have been using you. Your ugly, your hair is a constant mess, and your way too skinny. Your completely unattractive.

You growl and leave the bathroom and head to school.

Your early. You sit on one of the benches in the school yard and wait for your friends. You pull out your book and decide to read till someone gets here.

Your not sure how long it's been but you suddenly feel someone wrap their arms around your waist "what you reading Kitkat?" You jump "dammit Dave! You scared the shit out of me!" He smirks and sits by you "you haven't answered my texts or calls or pesters on pesterchum. I don't wanna sound like a clingy person but come on, I wanted to make sure you where okay after that guy dragged you out. I thought the guy had killed you or something" he had a genuine look of concern across his face.

He was worried about you? You blush

"oh, that was my dad. He dragged me out of the club and took my phone and husktop so I couldn't talk" "oh okay" "so...uh what exactly are we?" "What do you mean?" You sigh "are we together or was it a one time thing?" He laughed "I thought my tongue down your throat answered that one" you blush more "unless you don't wanna be my boyfriend" "I never said that" you smile at him "wow" "what?" "You have a very cute smile" he smirks at you "you've seen me smile before" "no, I've seen you drunkingly smile but that was a genuine smile"

He kisses your cheek and you try your best to keep your blush down. Your contacts may hide your red eyes but they don't hide your red blush "dave" "hmm?" "If we're going to be together then it needs to be a secret" he raised an eyebrow "uh why?" "Because my dad will kill you" "uh oh okay. Does that mean I can't kiss you or anything?" "Well not while anyone is around" "hmm, I can deal with that. Sneaking around sounds fun anyway" he leans back on the bench and smiles.

After a while everyone else arrives and you all head to your classes. Then you remembered. You have a detention tonight and you didn't get your detention slip signed. Looks like your going to get into even more trouble...