~John Egbert
You are currently sitting across from Karkat and trying not to panic. He found out you've been cutting. How do you even begin to explain? He's looking at you expectantly and worried. You take a deep breath.
"I-I don't even know where to begin. It started a few weeks ago. I had been, i guess numb you could say. Not really feeling. It was because of Jake. I feel, I don't even know. I didn't really. I can't even pinpoint what it is."
"One day I was making dinner and I cut my knife on a hand. I felt something then. I wanted to feel again. So I cut and again. I was feeling and I didn't want to stop. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done it. I just wanted to feel. I'm sorry. Sorry. So sorry." By the end I'm crying, sobbing really.
Karkat comes around and hugs me tightly. I sob into his chest, gripping his shirt tightly in my fists. He's whispering soothing nothings in my ear, and promising to help me get through this. I'm muttering nonsense, but I can't stop. Evetually I calm down and Karkat pulls away to look me in the eye.
"YOU SHOULD'VE COME TO ME, BUT THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT NOW. MOW WE NEED TO FOCUS ON HELPING YOU, OKAY?"
"O-okay."
"ALRIGHT. I'LL BE HERE FOR YOU THE WHOLE TIME. DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL DAVE?"
"N-not yet. Just stay with me. Please?" Karkat hugs you tighter in response.
"OF COURSE."
Karkat takes you over to the couch and sits you down in his lap, still holding on tightly. He uses the remote to turn on the TV to a movie station. You eatch several movies. You lay down and are almost asleep when you feel Karkat shift.
"I'll always be here. I'll always protect you. I love you, John." He whispers and that is the last thing you remember before falling asleep.