Thank you so much for reading! I know how hard it is to love a fanfiction, but have it NEVER update, so i'll be sure to work hard on cranking out the chapters! I also apologize for the mediocre writing, i'm doing my best! I love and appreciate each and every single one of you readers, and leave a review if you feel like it! They really make me happy, and they are the source of nearly all of my motivation! xD
Thanks again, ~AlchemicLove
IMPORTANT NOTE: This fanfiction will change point of view every chapter.
ANOTHER IMPORTANT NOTE: I forgot to mention, that this is a timeline where, after the victory against Jack Noir, nearly all of the main characters died, (because i'm an angsty little shit) with the exceptions of Karkat, Dave, Rose, Kanaya, John, and Tavros.
I stood, frozen in the doorway to Karkat's bathroom. I had wanted to come over and check on the angry troll; he hadn't been returning my pesterchum messages or phone calls, and I hadn't seen him around the meteor. I don't know what I expected. But it sure as hell wasn't this. I was staring at my best friend, covered in blood, on the floor of his bathroom.
"K-Karkat?!" This couldn't happen. One of my last friends in all of these stupid and fucked up timelines couldn't die. But even as I watched the bright red seep from the deep, jagged tears across Karkat's stomach, I couldn't move.
I stood, unable, no matter how much I screamed at my body, to move. I stupidly stayed put, frozen in the doorway to Karkat's bathroom. I watched Karkat nod at something I couldn't see or hear. The urge to vomit steadily grew alongside my terror, and I saw a small smile spread across Karkat's face. That tiny, terrifying smile snapped me out of my daze.
"KARKAT?!" I regained my ability to move and flash stepped forward, closing the distance between me and the small troll. "SHIT. KARKAT DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING LEAVE ME YOU ASSHOLE" I shouted at my friend. This could not happen. Karkat could not die.
I picked up Karkat's now completely limp body rougher than I should have in my panic, paying no attention to the blood staining my white shirt. I checked for pulse. I found it. A feeble, and faint thud under my two fingers. He had passed out. I felt tears sting my eyes as I ran out of Karkat's pod, and to my own. I screamed for the others.
"KARKAT'S HURT. PLEASE FUCKING HELP." I bit back sobs, and paid no mind to the texan accent that slipped into my voice. I sprinted and flash stepped across the meteor to my own pod. I needed to move faster. Karkat was dying in my fucking arms. I rounded the last corner and saw that Kanaya and Rose were already there, looking confused. I came to a stop, still clutching Karkat to my chest. I gasped for breath, but it came out a choked sob. "H-help Karkat!" The words stuttered past my lips, terrified and noncoherent. I couldn't breathe. Kanaya stepped forward, looking scared. She had her lipstick out.
"Dave?! What happened to Karkat?!" She sounded just a terrified as I was.
"I don't know.. just help him!" I sounded so desperate. It stood to reason, I was desperate. Karkat couldn't just up and die. Not after everything that we all survived. Kanaya took Karkat's limp body gently from my trembling arms. I forced myself to let go. Kanaya would help him.
"I will take care of him. Do not worry." Kanaya had changed her tone; she sounded confident, although I doubted that was how she honestly felt. She looked at Rose, but whatever meaning that was behind said look was lost on me. Kanaya walked into my own pod, it was the closest, and I realized I should have just stayed at Karkat's pod. I mentally kicked myself for my own stupidity. But That wasn't important right now. I stared at the door Kanaya had just closed, shaking, my cool kid act long forgotten.
"W-wait a min-" Rose calmly put her hand on my shoulder. I flinched away.
"S-sorry.. I- I just.." I took a shaky deep breath. "There was just so much blood.." I tried to apologize and piece myself back together, but all I managed was to make myself feel worse when the attempt failed. I brought my shaking hands up to rub my face, realizing I had lost my shades. Said realization somehow made me feel worse. I removed my red-stained hands from over my eyes to look down and immediately feel nauseous again. The white portion of my broken record shirt was completely stained bright red. Rose observed me, no doubt thinking of about twenty different therapies I would need. But I wasn't the one who needed help. I needed tohelp.
"We should help Kanaya.." My voice was quieter than I had meant it to be. I wanted my shades. I felt tears welling yet again in my eyes.
"It'll be alright Dave." Rose replaced her hand on my shoulder. I managed to contain the urge to slip away from the contact once more. "I'm sure Kanaya is more than capable of caring for Karkat." She kept her tone neutral. I suddenly found that irritating.
"How the hell can you be so calm..?" I was angry. "How the hell.. at A TIME LIKE THIS?! KARKAT MAY BE FUCKING DEAD. DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?! DO YOU NOT FUCKING CARE?!" I didn't realize I was yelling until I heard my own voice echo down the halls of the meteor. Shit. I hadn't mean to get mad. I needed to calm the fuck down. Rose was trying to help. "Wait.. shit.. sorry." I tried once again to pull some remnants of my normal, calm self out of the rubble that made up my sanity at the moment. "Fuck Rose, there was just a shit ton of blood." Rose didn't seem angry or hurt by my outburst, she looked as if she had seen it coming.
"Let's get you cleaned up." I resisted the urge to shout again at Rose's calm demeanor. I didn't need the help. Karkat did. I noticed I had started trembling again. I may actually need to sit down for a sec. I bit my lip to contain more tears that sprung into my eyes, burning my nose for no apparent reason. Just let Karkat be fucking okay.. I just need Karkat to be okay.
Rose said nothing else as she led the way to the pod her and Kanaya shared. She opened the door and walked in, leaving me in the doorway. Rose went directly into another room, and I stepped past the threshold. I was suddenly really fucking tired. My eyes burned, and I wanted to go back and check on Karkat. Karkat could be fucking dead, and I would have no idea. I shook my head, trying to stop thinking about the troll. He was in good hands. I would only get in the way of Kanaya. I don't know shit about first aid past the fact that, if it hurts, you ignore it.
What if Karkat really dies..?
I froze. The reality of that sunk in. The god damned tears stung my dry eyes once more. Suddenly furious, I whirled around and threw all of my frustration at my inability to help into a punch that landed squarely on a wall.
"FUCK." I swore violently and and loudly as held my hand, dark bruises already forming on my knuckles. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck." The tears hadn't gone away, they still rolled down my cheeks. "Fuck…" Anger subsiding, I dropped my hand to my side, pain forgotten. I stared at the red on my shirt again.
What if he dies….?
Sorry, I had planned on this chapter being longer, but I wanted to get it out tonight! I won't be able to update at all this weekend, i've got shit tons of stuff to do (TTATT)
I'll also apologize for the lack of editing I did on this page, like I said, I wanted to get this out =)
Again, thanks for reading, and putting up with my shitty metaphors! ~AlchemicLove