Grian Oneshots

161 ~ My Mistake

TW: Major Character Death; Blackmail; S@m; Threats; Abuse; Suicide?;

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"Grian, why do you not want Scar as your soulmate?" Big B asked, shying away from the glare he got from Ren and Pearl.

"It's-" Grian started. He knew Scar was here, he knew it would break him. But he'd already gone against their wishes once. He didn't want to say it, he wanted to say the truth-

But he couldn't. "Because he's a bad soulmate."

Everyone glared at him and he couldn't help but lower his head. Joel and Etho ran past him to Scar behind him.

He knew that.

He knew his friends would hate him.

But he had no choice.

He'd rather lose his friends then have them deal with him.

He felt someone pick him up before growling in his face.

"If you weren't tied to Scar, I would kill you." Ren growled, holding Grian by the sweater.

His breath hitched as his vision shifted between reality and a memory. Ren scoffed before dropping Grian and stomping past him.

"...why? Isn't Scar one of your best friends on Hermitcraft...?" Timmy asked.

Grian stood up and brushed off the dirt.

He was an actor.

Even if it hurt, he was doing it for their good.

...right?

He was extremely happy Scar was his soulmate.

He wanted to flaunt it.

But...

They directed his actions.

Destroy everyone's trust and emotion bonds with himself.

That's what they told him.

"I don't have friends." Grian said, pushing the shattered mask he'd long thrown away back on.

The emotionless psycopath mask.

The one he used to survive everything.

Salted would be disappointed...

But he fell into old habits. Old habits of key words or phrases.

He pushed past Impulse and Bdubs and began walking off. Pearl stood in front of him and glared at him.

"What are you up to, Grian? We both know your friends are your lifeline." Pearl snapped, lowering her act. Sure she was mad at Scott, but she wouldn't do this to him. It was an act, not how she really felt.

"Move out of my way." Grian said, keeping the sadness and pain bottled up tight.

"No. What is going on with you?"

Leave them.

By any means.

"Pearl. I won't warn you again, get out of my way."

"With what? All of us against you? You may be agile, but we'd win."

Grian didn't want to kill her.

Blood already soaked his hands.

"Pearl. You won't like where this will go." His hand twitched, and he knew everyone thought was going to attack her.

He didn't want too...