Chapter 2/Out of the House
A/N: Sorry for x amount of errors and possible spelling problems. I wrote this almost as soon as I woke up. Enjoy!
Stampy sighed. Sqaishey had dragged him outside after he told her she might be right and now here he was, sitting next to the wishing well, still wishing for his friend to come back to life. Unfortunately, that was a wish the well could not make come true. He decided to go to the dog house, maybe even talk to Squid.
He walked over to the dog house, but he couldn't bring himself to open the door. He knew his dogs would get excited if they saw him and he didn't want them to see him like this. He went around to the side where Squid's room was instead and knocked on the door. There was no answer. Where could he be? Stampy wondered. Sadly, he walked away, in the direction of the funland. Maybe Squid was there. He loved to play games and party, after all.
When he got to the funland, he went in search of Squid. He found Rosie and Amy outside of Flower Power, admiring the flowers inside the game. "Hi, ladies," he greeted them quietly, unsure if they heard him or not.
But, sure enough, they both turned around as soon as his voice hit their ears. "Hi, Stampy!" they exclaimed in unison and ran over to him, nearly knocking him down as when they stopped too quickly. Amy hugged him, and Rosie joined in. They were glad to see him. They had not seen him since the funeral and they were worried.
"How are you, cat?" Amy asked, her eyes glowing with concern.
Stampy looked down. "I'm sad, but Sqaishey convinced me to come out and get some air."
"Good," Rosie responded. "You do need to get out more. It isn't healthy to stay in your room." Stampy nodded slowly in understanding. "You should probably be eating more too," Rosie continued. She didn't want to sound pushy, but she was very worried about him.
"Have either of you seen Squid?" Stampy asked, shuffling his feet.
"I have," Amy replied. "He just walked by not too long ago. He said he was taking a walk and would probably be sitting at the top of the lighthouse later, and he wanted to know if we'd join him."
"Thanks," Stampy looked at both of the girls. "You two have a nice day." With that, he turned and left. He really needed to see Squid before he started crying again. All he wanted was someone to talk to. Though he could have spoken to Amy and Rosie, he felt more comfortable talking about this with Squid. He walked to the lighthouse, up the many staircases to the viewing area at the top.
Squid wasn't there yet, but Stampy could see his silouette in the distance. He would be here soon. While Stampy waited, he looked over his world. All of these wonderful things he built with Lee, all of the wonderful memories he had, he just wanted to throw it all off the top of his lighthouse and have it die with Lee. He must've been there for about ten minutes when he heard the door behind him open.
"Stampy?" Squid sounded confused, but relieved. "Come out of your cage, I see."
Stampy looked at him. "I just needed someone to talk to. Amy and Rosie told me you'd be here after your walk."
"Whatcha wanna talk about, mate?"
"I just...I don't know. I haven't been sleeping well. I keep having dreams that I don't want to have. It's becoming my own personal hell."
"What have you been dreaming about?" Squid sat down next to the door and gestured for the cat to sit with him.
Stamps sat down next to Squid. "I keep dreaming about Lee... I've had dreams about what happened. I have dreams of what could've happened had he returned with us. I have dreams of what could've happened if he hadn't left at all... It's all Lee, and it's all awful. I just want it out of my head!"
Squid was startled by how Stampy raised his voice at the end. "Calm down, Stamps. It's okay. These dreams will come and go, but that'e because you miss him. He was your friend."
"I... I almost wish it was more..."
"What do you mean?"
Stampy looked Squid in the eyes, tears forming in his own as he said, "I loved him Squid. I loved him and I didn't have time to tell him. I'm a bad person."
"Stampy," Squid put his arm around Stampy's shoulders. "Everything will be fine. I... I actually have a confession of my own." Stampy's green eyes burned into his, and he swallowed before he said, "When Lee told me he was leaving, he told me not to tell you. I considered it, but decided against it. Now, I kinda wish I hadn't told you."
"You wish you hadn't told me?" There was anger in Stampy's voice, but it was almost drowned out by hurt. "Squid, if you hadn't told me, Lee could've-"
"Lee could have gotten away safely and he wouldn't be dead right now."
"So this is my fault?!"
"No, Stamps. I didn't mean it like that."
"Well you certainly make it sound like that!" Stampy angrily stood up and pressed this paws against his head, trying so hard not to hit Squid in the face. I can't believe he would even imply that this is all my fault!
"Stampy, calm down!"
"Leave me alone! You've made me angry and I don't want to talk to you right now!" Stampy opened the door, walked down the stairs, and stormed off toward his house. He had never been this angry before and he didn't know how to stop it. I knew leaving would be a bad idea.