You Healed Me// A karlnapity story (Discontinued)

Chapter 1//Meeting You

"Here lies the body of Jschlatt." Someone said, standing at the podium. I couldn't tell you who they were, or describe to you what they looked like because I didn't know myself.

I sat there in that white, plain chair, tears rolling down my cheeks as fury stirred inside of me. I hated that man. I hated him so much. I refused to look up or pay attention to the rest of the funeral. It was that one sentence only that I needed to hear. That one sentence is the reason I came here in the first place. I needed closure. I needed to know for sure he was actually dead and that it wasn't just one of my fucked up thoughts.

I didn't look up from the ground the whole time. I focused my eyes on the dark green grass that was still wet from the morning dew.

I assume the funeral is over because now someone is tapping on my shoulder. I shrugged their hand off but they didn't seem to budge.

I shot my head up at the person with an angry expression, then softened my face immediately when I saw who it was.

It was Dream and George, both looking at me with sorrow in their eyes. I felt stuck. Before I could even think about it, I shot up to George probably giving him the tightest hug I've ever given anyone in my life. I buried my head into the side crook of his neck and sobbed. He tried his best to comfort me, I could tell, even though he wasn't the comforting type. He patted my head and hugged back to let me know he was there for me.

I ended up going home with them because they both refused to let me stay by myself, knowing how I grieved. Knowing I'd put the blame on me. Knowing I'd end up trying to do something stupid to myself. Which reminded me how much I love and cherish them. But it also reminded me of how sorry I was going to feel for them in the end. Having to take care of my pitiful ass who won't even have the strength to get out of bed in the morning.

I hope we ALL know what we're doing.

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I was staring out my window, lying down with my hands on top of my pillow, and my head on top of my hands when I heard a knocking at my door. "Come in," I said apathetically.

I couldn't tell who knocked, but someone came in and sat on my bed, placing a hand on my hip. I finally knew who it was because of the gentleness this person gave off, and because when they started to speak I could hear the English accent in their voice.

"Quackity. . ." George sighed. "You need to do something other than lay in your bed all day."

I was quiet. Refusing to say one word.

George cleared his throat. "Right then, let's get you out of this bed," George stood up and I moved my head back to look at him. "Me, Dream, and Sapnap have a proposal for you."

George pulled my arm which pulled my body weight up into a standing position. My legs were a little wobbly as I had not stood up for about a week except when going to the bathroom the few times I did, but I mostly just held my bladder.

George helped me keep my balance while we walked downstairs. I actually wasn't too upset at the idea when I heard George say Sapnap's name. Me and Sapnap rarely talk and he's sort of just a mystery to me, but I assume he thinks the same of me. Honestly the guy is interesting.

"Hey Q..!" Dream greets me, while smiling an unreal amount of suspiciously, nervous smiling. This kind of throws me off guard. Usually when Dream acts like this he's either planning something or wants something from me. Probably both.

I worked up the strength to say something back but it came out scratchy and inaudible, but he pretended to know what I was saying and smiled which comforted me a little bit.