Austeled one-shots

Guilty conscience (pt. 2)

Time skip 1 week

TW MENTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE, TRAUMA, BEATING, SELF HATRED EXT.

Still Eteleds pov

I was sat in the mii channel, as per usual. Where else could I be? Not many other places. Especially safe places.

I was once again drowning in my own thoughts. I couldn't help but think about a week ago. I kept asking myself why I didn't kill him.

Maybe it was guilt.

Maybe it was pity.

Maybe- no. It was because of him.

That fucking bastard that ruined my childhood. That asshole who hurt me and my brother and my mom.

I will never be like him.

But I already am.

I killed Austin.

Why?

Jelousy.

I took someone's life away because of fucking jelousy.

I'm just like him.

I'm exactly like him.

As they say,

The abused becomes the abuser.

I began to feel tears roll down my face.

God, I'm pathetic.

My heart rate increased, unsupprisingly.

I can't even accept the fact that I'm exactly like him, huh.

I buried my head in my knees, letting my tears fall into the soft fabric.

"Wow, I came at the wrong time." I heard a voice mumble, making me jump.

I quickly turned my head, seeing Austin looking down at me. He had bandages around his stomach and thighs. I jumped back, afraid of what he might do. He slowly followed after me like I did to him a while ago.

Shit.

He's gonna beat the shit out of me.

Eventually, I backed myself into one of the walls. I tensed, my body readying itself for whatever wounds would be dealt.

"H-Hey, I k-know I hurt you a wh-while ago but it's in the past now. R-right?" I pleaded.

He continued to slowly walk closer. I placed an arm over my head, trying to shield myself, just like he did.

"Austin please, I'm sorry. It was a mistake. Please just don't-" I pleaded again.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Eteled." He said, cutting me off.

I looked up at him, confused. He sat down in front of me.

"Why did you spare me?" He asked, getting straight to the point.

"Does that look like I spared you to you?" I questioned, grimacing as I gestured to the bloody bandages wrapped around him.

"I mean, why didn't you kill me? You had a perfectly good opportunity to do so, so why didn't you?" He questioned again.