Winterberg Brain Rot

Never fall in love

"What I'm trying to say is.....I love you!" He said it with so much happiness. So much hope and love.

"W-what?" They asked, stepping back in confusion.

"I love you, Ethan," Karl said, holding Ethan's hands in his own. placing them on his chest. He smiled so brightly, so happily.

"Karl-" Ethan said softly but was utterly Ignored.

"I-I know I can be annoyingly stuck up. And rude and Invasive. Creepy at times, but I can change! I can change Ethan. All for you. I'll change for you if you say the word." Karl pushed desperately.

"Karl please." Ethan tried again but couldn't say anything else. He'd feel uncomfortable if it were anything.

"Please, Ethan. I love you and Rose. I want to be with you. Make you both happy. Make you smile and laugh. I want to see you first thing every morning. Give you the world. My chest gets all warm and fuzzy when I think of you. I want to hug you, kiss you, and love you till the day's end. I wa-"

"KARL! Please don't do this. Don't do this to yourself. You know, I can't love you back. I can't love you the way you want me to." It was true. After Miranda pulled out Ethan's heart, he lost the ability to produce any real emotion. To love, be happy, or sad, All of it is fake now. He wants to love Rose and Heisenberg, but he can't. He couldn't if he tried. And my God, did he try. He couldn't see the face Heisenberg was making ether with, hidden behind those glasses. "Maybe if things were different. If things had turned out differently, I can't. You'll only be hurting yourself knowing it's all one-sided." He could remember the phantom love he had had for Rose. What it feels like to be a loving parent He could imagine the love he would have for Karl. But now it's gone. It's like it was never there in the first place.

The two sat in silence. Karl turned away from Ethan. Huffing slightly, Ethan put a hand on his shoulder but was pushed off. "I'm sorry, Karl." With that, Ethan left Hesinberg alone with his thoughts.

When Karl knew Ethan was out of earshot, he clutched his chest and sobbed. Falling to his knees, he sobbed, tears rushing down his face. It hurt. It hurt so fucken much. He wailed in agony. God, he's such a fool. He knew. He knew it all too well, yet some part of him hoped. Hoped blindly that Ethan would feel the same. For once, he hoped that something would go his way. He was a damn fool, and now he's paying the price. It hurt so much it was pathetic.

"Remember Heisenberg." He could hear Miranda's voice saying, "Never fall in love. It'll only hurt you and make you weak. "

How he wished he had listened to her just once. He hated this. Hated it so much. He hated her. This was all her fault.