Ergh.. update off course. The last chapter is complete depressing to some who might read it. Its a bit rushed in some places.
Enjoy~!
Chapter 4- Carnivorous Clown
TC: HONK.
TC: HONK.
TC: HOOOOOOOOOOOOONK.
Gamzee woke up in the middle of an alley way, clueless of his surroundings or how the mother fuck he got there.
"Man, this shit is- what the…."
Gamzee reached to scratch his head, but instead of meeting his head, he met a slimy hand full of red goo. Seriously, did he up and all asleep on his 'pies' again- wait his pies aren't red, or smell THAT bad.
That's blood.
The hell, how did he get here in the first place- oh no, what if this was a crime scene, man he couldn't get in trouble again. He already got into a fight for some idiot trying to pull bullshit with him; he really didn't need to be questioned on something he didn't know shit about.
Or did he…
He was shaken out of his thoughts, has his foot crunched something- red pointed glasses.
"Oh…shit mother fucker…"
"You guys where is fuck is Terezi?"
Karkat gave a loud shriek before hitting the floor, face first.
Karkat let out a glow growl before using his chair to ease himself up, Karkat was about to yell, curse, fuck even rip his Gog damned throat out, but John along with Tavros had woken up to the noise.
"Uh… what's wrong Karkat?"
"THIS FUCKING DOUCHE BAG- SACK OF SHIT YOU CALL A FRIEND RANDONLY BARGED THE FUCK IN THIS APARTMENT. YOUR FUCKING LUCKY YOUR EGBERT'S FRIEND STRIDER OR YOU WOULD BE NOTHING BUT A PILE OF YOUR OWN GASTERIOUS-"
"That's enough Karkat!" John quickly grabbed Karkat, shooshing him, then dragging him off to a back room.
Tavros looked at Dave, and- wait was Dave about to cry? Holy shit, Dave never cried, at least of what he knew of.
"I can't find Terezi anywhere man…Last time I saw her was last night- Fuck I shouldn't let her wonder off alone."
"Uh... I can ask the others to help look for her; she probably got tired and passed pout on a park bench. Gamzee does that sometimes."
Dave growled at that name.
"Where the fuck is that asshole?"
Tavros gave a quiet 'I don't know' before turning on the TV and easing Dave to take a load off, and calm down. Surprisingly he did.
Tavros entered John's and Karkat's room explaining what had occurred, and asking them if they knew where Gamzee had wondered off to. Karkat seemed to freak out as he hurriedly stripped the bed sheets, boxes from the closet, almost anything he could think of Gamzee could possibly be hiding under.
Karkat was about to say 'fuck it he's gone' when they heard a painful yell from the living room.
"Investigators have no idea about how this scene had occurred. The only evidence of how this woman was killed was being the multiple stab wounds to the torso and a thin cut across the throat."
The others rushed in, in time to hear the last of the broadcast, and see men carrying a body into a nearby ambulance truck. They couldn't tell who it was, for a sheet stained in blood covered the body, but the figure seemed to take on a familiar female shape.
"It's her."
Karkat was about to disagree, but a simple red cane came into view, being given to one of the men, who hauled it off as evidence.
Tavros never had seen Dave like this before, nor would he ever want to see him like it ever again. He never thought the 'cool kid' would break down so hard and lose it.
The honks echoed throughout the night. They bounced off the walls, and into the ears of the next victim.
"So lean your head in. Don't fret, the show is about to begin!"
Tilting down his shades, Gamzee looked at the 'marvelous' work of doings. Red looked beautiful splatted across the walls- if only there were more colors to join it. The red shades gave a horridness look of Gamzee's gaze.
Carefully, Gamzee picked up the cane, twirling it, he casted his gaze down to the dying life before him. Her razor sharp smile, now a weak frown. She couldn't find the words top speak, or she couldn't, being her throat was cut and slowly oozing blood.
She coughed, sending more pain down her, as her torso wounds opened up again.
"Gam… why?"
Gamzee turned around; anger, sadness, fear, filled his gaze. Terezi reached a hand up, sensing the hidden emotions that begged for help. She gave her razor sharp smile, before saying one last thing.
"Hehe, you are 'fucked up' like Karkles said…"
Her voice held no anger, no negative emotion, but… forgiveness?
Gamzee's eyes widened as Terezi slowly closed hers, her breathing once ragged, became stilled.
Gamzee blacked out after that.
The funeral was sad; neither less Dave didn't want to let her go. It took about five people to drag Dave away from the grounds and back to his home. They couldn't see the body, as her wounds were not that pleasant to bear. They fixed her up, but the scars were a bit too much to handle for Dave.
Tavros excused himself from the group as he wheeled himself to a nearby window.
'Gamzee where are you…'
Tavros was about to venture out, when he saw the dazed man walking down the sidewalk.
"Gamzee!" He wheeled himself outside, causing the other to look up and smile.
"Hey mother-UMHFF!"
Tavros wrapped his arms around the other's torso and buried his face within his shoulder.
"I missed you."
Gamzee tightened his grip, and hugged back.
"I missed you too mother fucker."
Tavros let go after that seemed to not be long enough, and led Gamzee inside to explain what all happened.
Gamzee seemed, alright with the news and dismissed himself for a shower.
The other soon left, leaving Karkat, John, Gamzee, and Tavros alone in the apartment. Tavros wheeled himself to the bathroom door, knocking slightly before pressing his ear to the door.
"Hey Gamzee uh… are you okay?"
He heard a quick scuffle and a slam before the other spoke up.
"Mother fucking shit is slippery as fuck- I'm alright Tav bro."
Tavros said a quick 'okay' before wheeling himself into his room.
"Tavros."
He said boy turned around to see Karkat in his doorway.
"Hey Karkat, what are you doing up this late?"
Karkat seemed calm, and worried? He stepped inside his room, before closing the door.
"I think Gamzee did it."
Tavros blinked, first Dave blamed him and now Karkat?
"Karkat don't let Dave make to believe Gamzee did that! He never would do something like that. He wondered off last night as he usually does! Uh… I mean… sorry for yelling…"
Karkat blinked himself before shaking it off.
"Just listen… and this… this was on his clothes."
Blood.
Tavros hadn't noticed it before, so why is there blood on his clothes now- unless, unless Gamzee's jacket hid it. Tavros did recall Gamzee wearing his jacket, but never zipped up like he had it.
Tears threatened to spill.
This isn't happening.
The update is around 7 days.
Preview of the last chapter:
"The last ones now Tavros- Haha we are the last mother fucking ones!"
No answer.
Gamzee shook him.
"Tav bro.. why are you so quiet?"
He stared into those eyes, those emotionless drained eyes.
He lost it.
