W H O . . ?

Keith

TW: MENTIONS OF EXPLOSIVES, CUSSING

*KEITH'S P.O.V.*

I am currently in a very tall strangers car, sitting next to an unconsious, unkown ginger, with a short, curly haired girl driving and I am vERY CONFUSED. I am also scared but I'm getting used to being scared all the time.

"Soooo...who are you?" I ask breaking the awkward silence.

The really tall guy looked back at me.  This was the first chance I've actually had to be able to get a good look at him. He was VERY tall. He had a bomb for a head and there was a large, white, X on the back. He had bright orange eyes. He was wearing a short, blue jacket and orange pants, I couldn't see his shoes.

"What?" His voice was scratchy and kinda glitchy. He spoke with mostly confusion but I could sense the anger coming from his vibe.

"U-umm...I-I said...who are you?" I was suddenly nervous. Probably from seeing his eyes and tone. He turned away.

"You must be joking, right?" The girl driving said. Glancing at me from the front seat, smiling and chuckling a bit. Her voice was sweet, yet confident.

"..." I hesitated.

"Right?" She asked looking back at me. A tad bit of concern in her voice.

*3RD P.O.V.*

They pulled to a stop light and the girl and very tall bomb head turned around to look at Keith in the backseat, only to their surprise, as he fell asleep. (Pico leaning on Keith's shoulder and Keith leaning on Pico's head.)

The two figures in the front seat glanced at each other, worry in their eyes.

*MEANWHILE*

"W-where am I?"

"Dont worry...It will be over soon..."

It was dark. Solid black all around me  except for a faint glow that seemed to be emitting from my body. The longer I stood here the more I could realiz-

"Keep walking, never give up. Try to escape."

Right...the voice that seems to be coming from nowhere. It was terrifying, like just by hearing it you could know every sin they have ever committed, but oddly soothing, and it spoke in a (attempted) comforting tone. I did as it said. Not thinking about how I got here, who this voice was, why is it so dark, why is it telling me to walk, ect.. All I am doing is walking. Faintly I can hear voices, whispers all calling a name...Keith.

"Keith..."

"Come back, Keith."

"We need to talk, Keith."

"C'mon, Keith."

"Come this way, Keith."

"Over here, Keith."

The all sounded sorrowful, sad. The voices seemed to be coming from abit aways behind me. I tried to keep walking but, I felt like I was being drawn towards them and I don't even know who they are! I don't even know who I am...

"Don't listen to them! Keep moving forwards!"

The other voice was back.

"NO, KEITH."

"NOBODY WANTS YOU, KEITH"

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU, KEITH"

"I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU, KEITH"

"YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT ME ALONE, KEITH"

"I DON'T REALLY HAVE A PROBLEM WITH YOU BUT YOUR UGLY KEITH"

I felt bad. I felt terrible. I felt poor. Tears started to fall from my eyes. I felt inferior. I felt second-rate. I felt dreadful. I fell to my knees. What did I do wrong? I don't deserve this, do I? I don't know. I don't know. I don't know who I am. I don't know who any of the voices are. But most importantly I don't know why I feel so bad. Why these insults hurt me. My biggest question is this.

Why do I feel so bad about the insults, when i don't know who Keith is.

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