Hurting Or Healing? (Season 2 of Long Lost Love)

An Old Friend

I always thought love started with L, but now I know it starts with U

I dragged myself to Tommy's bed without a care in the world, and laid on it, crying myself to sleep.

The next morning

I woke up with a headache and for a few seconds I felt so free and liberated, until reality set in and I remembered everything that happened. The pillow had tear stains everywhere and the blanket was hanging off of the bed. I begrudgingly got up and digged in Tommy's chests to find a water bucket to wash my face. I thankfully found one and proceeded to wash my sorrows away. Of course it didn't work, but at least I was more presentable.

I walked outside and set myself the goal to find Pogtopia. Focus on the task ahead. Even if it hurts to do so.

I begrudgingly made my way towards L'manburg. The direction Will and Tommy went was towards the forest. I also need to see Tubbo. I don't know if he just doesn't realize his dad is the president, or he just wants to rebuild relations with him. Cause either way, he's not safe with him. If he did anything to Tubbo, I will send him back to the hellhole he crawled out of.

Eventually I made it to L'manburg and headed to the podium. Noone was there, which was good. I replayed the memories of the election back and remembered which direction they ran.

"Elaine!" A hoarse voice called out. I do not need to see him right now. I ignored him and continued my path to an arrow in the tree. Specifically Punz's arrow that he shot during the results of the election.

"If you don't want another needle in your neck you better face me" his voice was sharp and threatening. It gave me flashbacks and I uncontrollably put a protective hand on my neck. I stopped dead at my tracks. I can't get another syringe. It hurts. It's painful. I didn't notice he was in front of me until he cleared his throat. I gasped and withdrew my sword, tears pricking my eyes.

"You gonna cry?" He snickered. This asshole. Fucking scumbag. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.

"S-Shut up, dick!" I barked. He only laughed and pulled out a... a syringe. I stepped back, letting go of my sword.

"I forgot how bad the aftereffects were on this thing. I wonder what happens if you get injected with it 3 times" his insane grin plaguing my mind. No. Why can't I move? Why am I scared? It doesn't affect me! Then why am I crying?! WHY AM I FUCKING CRYING!?

"Haha! You're actually crying! I screwed your head that badly!?" He laughed aloud. I fucking hate this bitch. This is too much emotional turmoil. This is just...

too...

fucking...

much..

"Why?"

My voice was broken and torn. I had enough. I wasn't going to snap. I don't have energy to do that anymore.

"Sheesh, I didn't do that much"

"Why are you doing this? What do you want? You were nice to me a night ago"

"I was drunk"

"What do you want for me? Why do you have the syringe" I wiped my tears.

"Where were you going? I wouldn't expect you to come back here" I cleared my throat and tried to block the syringe from my vision as much as possible.

"None of your business" I hissed. Just then did I realize just how much of a mess I was. Sore muscles, lightheadedness, sleep deprivation, my face burning everytime I rubbed where I cried.

"You know what? I'll let you go for now. You look like shit anyway" he chuckled and left me alone. I knew he would follow me if I went to Pogtopia now. Where can I go where I won't be alone? I looked around and saw the castle. The castle of the traitor. The supposed 'king' of the Dreamsmp. As much as I hated the living hell out of them. I need someone to vent to and somewhere to stay where I can't be alone. So with a sigh and a heavy broken heart, I walked there.

A castle representing the LGBT community. Decorated with rainbow banners. Even though it was pretty to look at, I have other business to attend here. I gulped and knocked on the door. A minute later, when I was about to give up, the sound of a castle door opening creaked through, along with Eret peaking her head through, freezing in place when she saw me.

"Elaine?" They hesitantly asked. I gave her a weak smile.

"I know our history isn't the best but I need a place to stay for as little as an hour. Then we won't have to see each other ever again" I quickly explained. She contemplated for a second before opening the door further.

"Thank you" I genuinely thanked her. She returned my smile and closed the door once I got in.

"So... do you have a reason to be here?" she asked, while leading me to the living room.

"I just needed to get away for a bit. Lot going on y'know?" I sat on the couch. She went to the little kitchen area.

"I can understand that" she poured some tea for us both and handed me a teacup.

"Thank you, again" she sipped her tea.  It was an awkward silence for awhile. But I didn't feel like talking anyways.

"Are you okay? Not to be rude, but you don't look too hot" they chuckled. I tried my hardest to brighten up.

"I haven't been feeling hot lately" I took a sip from my cup. It was soothing. Haven't had tea in awhile.

"Want to talk about it?"