Bloodbath [Inanimate Insanity Fanfic]

Chapter Seven

Day Seven

I anxiously sat up in the cot, waiting for Balloon to wake up. 

{groan} 

Is he waking up now? 

He rubbed his eyes. 

"Good morning, Taco.." 

He's so cute. Sometimes.

"Good morning, Balloon." 

..He looks a bit weak. 

"..You feeling okay? You don't look so well." 

Balloon slightly twitched. "I.." 

Was it another nightmare?

He collapsed into my shoulder. 

{gasp} What the--?! Is Balloon feeling okay? 

{mumbling} 

"I'm still a bit tired. I don't know why." 

..I think I know why. Maybe.

"Well, whatever the reason is, I'm.."

I'm here for you.

Balloon slowly sat up. "Huh?"

Nothing. 

I looked away. "It's nothing, really."

His posture sank. "Don't lie to me. I don't bite." 

..Like I don't know. 

{weak chuckle} 

"I said, that I'm here for you." 

"..R-Really Taco? You mean that?" 

Yes, now stop denying it.

{heavy sigh} 

"Yes! How many times do I have to repeat myself?" 

Balloon smiled, squeezing that doll again. "Aw, thanks Taco. You're so sweet.." 

I think not, but whatever you say.

I frowned. "You're only saying that to make me feel better, right?" 

{grunt}

"Geez, sometimes you're so negative Taco." 

I don't care. 

"Of course not. I mean it." 

What?!

He smiled again, but this time it annoyed me. 

"I love seeing you all flustered." 

Being flustered makes me vulnerable. 

"Whatever." {gentle laugh} 

"But I'm not kidding. You are sweet, when you're not moody, that is." 

!!

I crossed my arms, turning red against my will. 

"...I wish you'd just leave me alone. I don't want to speak with you right now. You've hurt me enough for one day." 

{rustle} 

"..And besides, you said it yourself: You've got nothing else to live for." 

I know I'd probably crossed the line, but it doesn't matter.

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I blinked, completely stunned. Did Taco just -- No. It's my fault. I shouldn't have pushed her to her limit. Everyone knew how impatient she is.

She's right. I don't have a reason to live. OJ is gone, Suitcase is gone. What's the point?! 

But, it's like this has nothing to do with the apocalypse anymore.

Taco simply can't tolerate me anymore. She's completely snapped. 

It's not that she doesn't hate me now, even though she denies it.

It was..the other way around..

I can't say for sure, but after that little "stunt" I pulled on her..she has to be thinking one thing:

"I want him dead. Simple as that."

I know she wants me dead, she doesn't want to say it to my face.

It's true. Taco wants me to die. She hasn't said it out loud, but, she actually doesn't need to.

What a coincidence. I want to die too. 

All I need is some rope..