CrabApple High

Chapter %: The Music Room

==> Be The Still Worried Blond

I’m scared to even go up to him. Talk to him. Even look at him. I just don’t know how he’ll react. I’m sure Kankri got his meds and all, and he should be fine that way, but still. What happened on Friday is still fresh in my mind. I’m sure it’s the same for him too.

He stopped walking. He’s staring directly at me. What do I do?

Apparently nothing. I’m literally frozen. I can’t move no matter how much I want to. My mind won’t let me.

He walks walks up to me. I can only stare at him as he’s doing so. So can the rest of the students in the hallway. He doesn’t seem to care though. For once.

Once he’s in front of me he wraps his arms around me.

I almost died. I swear. I was so fucking worried about his reaction, and all he’s doing is hugging me.

“How very, un-Karkat of you to do this.”

 “Shut the fuck up Strider and listen to me.I have two things to say to you. And I’m only going to say this once.” I smiled. his voice was a bit muffled from having his head in my chest.

 “Alright, I’ll listen. Don’t worry.”

 “Good. First of all, I want to say thank you. I was being an ass and yet you were still worried about me. No one’s done that before. So, thank you for caring. It means a lot.” He’s saying thank you? Where the hell did the real Karkat go? Nah, I’m just kidding. I’d say ‘you’re welcome’ in return, but his arms tightened around me, signaling that he’s about to speak again.

“And...I’m sorry. I’m sorry for being an ass. I wasn’t thinking straight, I know I hurt you, don’t even try hiding that. I could see it. I felt terrible for doing that to you. And even when I said sorry before, I was being selfish about it. That wasn’t even a real apology. Not even close. So, I’m saying sorry now. A real one. One that doesn’t end with me trying to end myself. I’m sorry Dave, I really am. I shouldn’t have put you through that. I’m sorry you had to see me like that. Is it even possible for you to forgive me for all the pain I put you through?” My shirt was starting to feel damp. He was crying again. He held onto me even tighter.

How could he think I wouldn’t forgive him? I was at fault then too.

The students that stayed to watch what was going on continued to stay there, watching us. This was surprising to them too. Not just me. Most of the girls looked like they were crying or at least close to tears. The guys, they just looked at me with one of those ‘what are you waiting for? say something’ kind of looks.

Karkat may be an ass to everyone in this school, but holy damn could he make a room full of people have a change of heart with just a few sentences.

I sighed. He really does know how to make a scene, doesn’t he? But I smiled and hugged him back, just as tight.

“Of course I can forgive you Karkles. Why wouldn’t I? You didn’t even do anything wrong. I pushed you to that point remember? You don’t have to apologize for anything.”

 “Jackass, that’s not my name.”

 “And that’s not mine either.”

 ~Later in the school day~

 ==>Be The Slightly Happier Midget

 Bleh. Study Hall is boring. So most of the time I just ask to go to the bathroom and then wander the halls for the entire period. No one really cared that I didn’t go back, so I guess it’s alright.