It was dark and the room was cold and the atmosphere was unsettling.
Everything hurts physically.
Feeling numb mentally.
Where am I?
Where's Karl?
Where's Sapnap?
I felt my eyes blink open. I stared at a dull ceiling and the lights were off. The sunlight seeps through the curtains.
I need to get up. For them.
Everything felt like pins and needles. I felt as heavy as carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. I let out a heavy and pained breath as I sat up scanning the messy room I was in.
Technoblade.
I remember. I remember everything. I looked down at the bandages on my arm and stomach, only now did I realize I was shirtless and filthy.
The voice of Technoblade echoed in my head.
"I have a pickaxe and I'll put it through your teeth, Quackity!"
I winced as I mentally felt and tasted the iron slash through my face. I sighed. I deserved it, I guess. I pushed myself off the bed slowly but surely ignoring the aching and banging in my head. I dragged myself to the bathroom, the floor cold as ice, and my wings were heavy and droopy. I reached the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.
Him.
That's not me.
It cant be...
Where are the bandages on my hands? My stomach? I scanned my scarred eye and only now have I noticed how ugly it looked. My hair was long and messed up, my beanie nowhere to be found. Bruises and scars littered my body. I look different. I looked... I looked hideous.
Like a monster.
Eye white as snow, a scar running across it.
Am I going crazy?
I touched my eye and trembled in fear. This isn't me, I swear.
Would I even know?
Where Karl and Sapnap?
I need them.
I looked at my hand to look at the rings to remind myself that I have them.
Empty.
Why do my fingers look bare?
Where are the rings?
I panicked and searched the cabinets under the sink until I felt cold metal on my chest and heard a light cling. I stood up, in front of the mirror once again. I wore a necklace. I brought it out and there it was.
The rings.
Karl
Sapnap
My beloveds.
Why do I feel a sense of betrayal? A sense of hurt?
No...
They wouldn't right?
They could never leave me...
Right?
I felt warm tears run down my face and an unbearable ache on my chest.
Did they leave?
Did I leave?
Was it my fault?
Was it theirs?
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Where Were You? {Karlnapity}
FanfictionI needed to feel you. I needed to touch you. I wanted to be under the sun on a cool day in both your arms as we tell jokes endlessly and undeniably hopelessly in love with each other. What happened? I can't see! Its so cold. Where are you?
