TW: MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, CUSSING, MENTIONS OF EXPLOSIVES AND GUNS
That was all that 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 felt. He was scared. And it didn't help seeing this ginger with a gun in his pocket. 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 took the gun out of his pocket, seeing 𝙱𝚏'𝚜 eyes widen, and tossed it away from them. This calmed 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 dowm a bit but he was still shaking and looked like he was going to cry.
"𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅-𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆?" 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 said, trying to ignore what happened the other night. Failing, obviously.
"𝙴-𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚒𝚛. 𝙳-𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚎....𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚊𝚡𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛?" 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 said confusion overtaking his fear.
𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 was shocked. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 was right. 𝙷𝚎 really HAD forgotten everything. 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 was devastated. Tears welled from deep inside and fell down his cheeks. He dropped to his knees. 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 immediately, almost instinctively, ran to his side to comfort him.
"𝙷-𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚢, 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝...𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐...𝚘𝚗..." he trailed off, seeing the expression on 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐'𝒔 face, he had somehow made it worse.
"I mean, for all I know, I could know him. I just can't seem to remember anything! He could be my best friend! I wish there was someone I could call. I could try my girlfriend, but I don't remember how kind she is, or if she's kind at all..." 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 was thinking, mumbling a little bit, too distracted to realize that 𝑷𝒊𝒄𝒐 had stopped crying.
*PICO'S P.O.V.*
Broken.
That was all I could feel.
Breaking.
𝑴𝒀 heart.
Cracking.
𝑴𝒀 soul.
Shattering.
𝑴𝒀 mind.
Blown into pieces.
And anger
Lots and lots of anger.
Ready to erupt like a volcano.
Ready to blow like a bomb.
Ready to fight like wild dogs.
But not for anyone.
Not for 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑.
Not for 𝕃𝕒𝕪𝕝𝕒.
Not for anyone else.
But 𝑴𝑬
Blamed.
𝑰 should be blamed for what has happened.
𝑰 should be punished for this.
𝑰 should be KILLED for this.
But no one will do it.
Not 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑.
Not 𝕃𝕒𝕪𝕝𝕒.
𝑴𝑬.
𝑰 have to do it.
𝑰 have to.
𝑰.
Sorrow.
Most of the anger is covered.
By sorrow.
Like an emotional roller coaster.
Like being in an ocean, waves of sadness wash over 𝒎𝒆.
Like a mountain to scale.
It's shattering.
Feel.
That's how 𝑰 feel.
Broken.
Breaking.
Cracking.
Shattering.
Blown into pieces.
Like a volcano.
Like a bomb.
Like wild dogs.
Blamed.
Sorrow.
Anger and Sorrow.
Like a roller coaster.
Like being in the ocean.
Like a mountain.
Shattered.
Feel.
That's how 𝑰 feel.
𝑴𝑬.
It goes dark.
*KEITH'S P.O.V.*
A very tall guy had saw me panicking by the ginger. I had realized that he had stopped crying and then I tried to get him to look up but he wouldn't move and then he just passed out! So I started freaking out more and the tall guy came up to me and asked what was going on. His voice was kinda glitchy and when I say he was tall I mean he was TALL. But, anyways, I told him what happened and he called someone. And soon enough a girl, with very curly, dark locks had shown up in a vehicle and the tall guy picked up the ginger, got in the car (somehow) and told me to get in. I did. Only realizing what kind of danger I could be in. Oh, shit.
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