Hey Guys I finished another chapter XD Oh and just a quick thing, do not be afraid to write a review for this fanfic. I love getting them actually. Even a story sentence like"this is amazing" or "I don't like Terezi's hair color, it should be this color _" etc... are appreciated. Also let me know if there is a typo anywhere cause those are embarrassing, but more so if they are not fixed right away. That said thank you all so much for reading this. ~Angie
Chapter 7
Two days have passed since Sollux had met the Pyrope girls and Nepeta the cat lover. Unfortunately that morning he was roughly awakened by some guy with overly gelled hair who introduced himself with some fancy name and who then proceeded to stuff the barley awakened teen into a fancy tuxedo. At least that is the simple definition of the morning events. Longer speaking he was awakened at approximately 5 in the morning, pulled out of bed and into the bathroom by the said stylist to get a fancy bath and poured over with all sorts of weird products that made his eyes and body sting. After his hair was styled into some fancy hairdo that he seriously thought was fucking ridiculous and made him look fucking gay, he was dressed up into a fancy tuxedo that choked his throat and made it hard to breath. When the stylist or whatever shit the fucking guy was called had his back turned he unbuttoned the top button and pulled the blue tie over it loosely to hide what he did. Eventually planning to make the tie even more loose and somewhat more attractive. At least that's what he hoped to achieve. He insisted on wearing different colored shoes and kept cursing at the guy until he gave up and reluctantly agreed.
Finally escaping from the evil stylist he managed to reach his screaming brother who was being chased around by two other stylists of once again whatever these fucking little shits were called. Apparently the fucking geniuses thought it was a great idea to give him a haircut. Grabbing his brother's hand he pulls him into a hug, feeling the dandelion like haired teen press his tear-stained face against the crook of his neck as his loud blood curdling screams turned into uncontrollable sobbing.
He flares death at the stylists. "What the actual fuck are you trying to do? He'th thcared to fucking death of thharp objectth."
One of answers with a mumble that sounds somewhat like they were trying to fix his hair.
"I don't fucking care what you were trying to do if you want to leave here with your pretty little fatheth thtill in tact you better move your aththeth out of here and let me handle thith my fucking thelf." his voice keeps rising and with the lack of medication in his system he had a very hard time keeping his anger down. The two leave quickly with scared looks and only when the door shuts behind him does Sollux let his emotions calm down, and starts mumbling soft words of reassurance to his scared twin.
After helping the other into his tux, wiping the scared boy's tears away by making him laugh, and slipping the red tie around his skinny neck the two head downstairs and then to the front where a limo waited for them to take them to a church where the ceremony and later the reception was to take place. During the ride Mituna was unusually silent and it would have freaked Sollux out of he would have payed attention to his twin, but with his emotions skyrocketing all over the place he unconsciously failed to do so.
Arriving at the church Sollux grimaces at the amount of people who had gathered to celebrate such a fucking messed up event. Did these assholes seriously not have anything better to do on a fucking thanksgiving day? He mutters a couple profanites as he spots Feferi and her friend. Sollux sighs with relief at finding some sort of familiar face among the crowd of strangers and intantly goes over to them follwed by an exited Mituna. Once he spot her, Mituna instantly gets a hug from Latula who he greats as Tulip. The small exchange causes Nepeta to squeal and makes Sollux roll his bicolored eyes. After a few exchanges of helloes and some small talk, Sollux smirks and silently follows the group to a special roped off section saved just for them. Well the immediate family of the bride and groom but they managed to get The Pyropes and Nepeta to sit with them. Of course Sollux did have to throw a couple strings of profanity at the ushers first.
He end up sitting with Terezi and half way through the surmount he leaves to get a 'bathroom' break. He earns a giggle and a loud shush from someone in the audience. Rolling his eyes he quickly leaves the room through a side door as out the church to a secluded wall. Leaning against the wall he lets out a sigh and pulls out his pack that he somehow remembered to grab. Perhaps a habit that he developed over the years.
Pulling out a cig he quickly lights it and takes a drag. Staying well in the shade away from the blazing sun. His father will probably be angry for him ditching but hey, not his fucking fault for hating the claustrophobic feeling he always got around large crowds. Taking another drag of the toxic poison he slowly begins walking the perimeter of the church, staying under the roof of the building to avoid the sunlight. Not that the shade did much against the heat. His thought began to wonder all over the place and he stopped paying his attention where he was going until he trips over something fleshy and slightly bony. Yelping he slowly starts to fall but manages to catch his footing. HIs eyes glancing at a scare Eridan who was hugging his precious sketchbook to his chest and rubbing his thighs where Sollux must have kicked him.
"Wwatch wwhere your fuckin going, douchbag." Sollux laughs, thinking that the stutter was adorable. Flicking the end of cigarette he watches the ash fall from the burning tip to the ground.
"Thorry aththhole. What about you don't thit in the middle of the fucking walkway?" He smirks and glances over at the other who was currently staring at his hand which held the cigarette.
"I did not knoww that you smoked." Sollux looks confused for a moment then looks down at his hand. Bringing the toxic poison back to his lips he takes another drag.
"Yeah I do, have a problem with it?" His voice is a bit harsher then he wanted it to be, and Eridan instantly looks down at the ground nervously, scuffing the toe of his shoe into the ground.
"Aren't you underage? Wwaht if you get caught and go to jail?"
Sollux laughs again. Fucking Ampora Mr. Goody Two Shoes Who's Hotter Than Hell Itself. Smirking, he puts the cigarette out and throws the end into the grass. Not really caring about pollution or any of that sort of crap at the moment.
"Who fucking careth what I do? My choithe tho fuckin deal with it." He watches the other get up and quickly hurry away, perhaps he was a bit too harsh with his words? Shrugging his shoulders the skinny black-haired teen keeps walking around the church and then slips back inside, arriving right after the kiss which he was glad he missed. Seeing something like that would have made him sick. Hell even thinking about him made him taste the sour taste of bile in his throat. No one asked him about his disappearance and frankly he was glad. Feferi does give him a concerned look after Terezi whispers something in her ear after the blind girl sniffed the air. He does not really care about it the look or the girls action. In fact he did not really care about anything at the moment. He just wanted to get back to his fucking room and go to sleep. The day was already shitty and stressful and he was not sure how much more drama he could handle before he snapped. The lack of his bipolar medication played a big role in his moody emotional swings.
After the service everyone heads to a large dining room to have the after wedding party or whatever the fuck it was called, reception maybe? to have champagne and cake. Wait scratch that, the grown ups got to have the champagne and the underaged kids have this fucking disgusting apple cider shit. Grimacing Sollux gets rid of his drink knowing that he would not be getting any alcohol in his system. Knowing his dad he probably made triple sure that they would not give anyone wearing a blue tie and wearing 3D glasses anything alcoholic. Muttering a couple of profanities, which seemed to be the only vocabulary he was able to use he heads back outside and slips under a random set of stairs that he found a while earlier when he escaped from the wedding ceremony. Sitting in the corner away from everyone in the world. Wishing that he brought his laptop so that he could have worked on his current hacking project. Instead he pulls out his phone and texts his best friend hoping that the other was not too busy and would answer him. Knowing the Vantas family for years they were probably having some huge family thanksgiving event. Something that Sollux was jealous of at the moment.
To KK
hey a22hole you there?
To KK
iim fuckiing dyiing of boredom here
To KK
fiine a22hole dont an2wer me have fuckiing fun wiith your fuckiing famiily doiing fuckiing normal 2hiit whiile ii rot under a fuckiing 2et of 2taiir2 at a fuckiing weddiing
He violently shuts his phone and slips it back into his pocket, his hand running through his already messed up hair. Feeling a headache forming in his temples and slowly spreading throughout the rest of his head. Sighing he closes his eyes opening them when he hears someone enter his hiding spot and sit down a bit away from him. Quickly spotting the blond hair with the sexy purple streak he grins sitting up as about to open his mouth to say some rude remark when he stops. The other had opened his sketchbook and was quickly sketching something, not aware of his presence. His eyes scan over the highly detailed sketch noticing slightly messy dark hair and a pair of frameless bicolored glasses on a sharp nose. He gasps, recognizing himself in the drawing, making the other jump slightly quickly shutting the sketchbook. Sollux bites his lip, hand reaching for the sketchbook.
"Let me fucking thee that."
"No."
"ED give me the fucking the thketchbook. Why the fuck did you draw me?"
"I did not draww you, I havve no idea wwhat your talkin about." Sollux rolls his eyes, grabbing the sketchbook and earns a hard punch to his shoulder. What the fuck was this assholes problem?
"I fuckin said don't touch my fuckin sketchbook."
"But you fucking drew me aththhole."
"Did not and who fuckin cares it I did. Leavve me alone Sol." Sollux raises his eyebrows.
"Thol? What kind of fucking nickname ith that? What am I? The fucking thun"
"What kind of fuckin nickname is ED?"
"Don't change the thubject"
"You changed it first douchebag." Sollux rolls his eyes again, releasing a frustrated sigh. He reaches for the sketchbook again only to earn another hard punch, this time to his stomach.
"I said don't fuckin touch it asshole." Sollux coughs and straightens up.
"What the fucking hell ith your problem?"
"Wwhat the hell is my problem? Wwhat the hell is my problem!? Let me tell you wwhat my fuckin problem is douchbag. Some fuckin lispin asshole has wwaltzed into my life and is slowly taking awway evverything that's mine. Feferi and I used to be best friends until you and your retarded twin showwed up."
Wrong words asshole. Quickly grabbing the other by the color he slams him against the wall, the sketchbook falling out of his arms and on to the ground. "Don't you fucking ever call him that. Call me whatever the fuck you want to but thay one word like that again and I will bash your head in. Do you fucking underthtand?" his voice falls into a threatening hiss as he inches closer to the other his hands still tightly wrapped around the others neck. The blonde coughs and chokes his ring covered hands clawing at the skinny hands wrapped around his neck. His lightly tanned face turning an unnatural shade of bluish purple.
Sollux grins, letting the other go, which is a bad move because the next thing he knows a tight fist meets his cheekbone, a ring slicing his skin. Hissing with pain he grabs the others collar again and forces him to the ground his foot kicking out to hit the other in the stomach. Repeatedly. The other curls up in a defenseless whimpering ball as he keeps getting kicked repeatedly by an over stressed, bipolar guy whose emotions were spiraling out of control. All his anger and frustration subconsciously reflected into the guy laying on the ground.
He does not realize his actions until a skinny hand covers his cursing mouth and pulls him violently away. Years of skateboarding making him stronger than he looked. Sollux screams profanities into the hand, trying to pull himself away. The feel of long black locks tickling his neck makes him choke and stop struggling, a muted sob escaping his lips. He turns around pressing hi tested up face into his twins jacket. Not caring if he was staining it or not. His brother's hand stroking his hand while Feferi helped Eridan to his feet asking if he was ok. Pulling away he storms off wishing that right now he had a hood so that he could hide his shame filled face. Getting away from everything he runs down the street until he finds a lone alley. Sitting down on the ground he notices that Mituna had followed him and watches him sit down next to him. The older twin stays silent while his younger brother angrily pulls out his pack and even though he promised himself only one cigarette every two days he still lights one, then another. His hands yanking at his hair while his twin gently rubs his back.
After a while he stops crying and his emotions somewhat stabilize. Allowing his twin to pull him to his feet he follows the other back to the church and then funds his private limo that takes them back to the mansion. Once at the mansion he lets the other lead him up to his red and blue room. Reaching the room he angrily walks in there and pulls off his clothes. Grabbing his stuffed bee he climbs into bed, followed by his brother who wraps his skinny arms around him from behind. Closing his eyes, Sollux hugs Babbu close to his chest and listens to the soft muttering of reassuring lisped words coming from his twin until sleeps pulls him into a dark oblivion. His actions forgotten for the peaceful moment, and thoughts paused in their approach.