bee's unwanted thoughts

have a seat, honey!

(For the pic above, what do you do? I'm tubbo)

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anyways, you're here to read this... creature that culminated from the pits of hell.

i made this in creative writing and i keep adding onto this doc idk whats wrong with me..

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"Say no!"

"But you'll die!"

"I don't care. If it's for the betterment of the universe, my life can be spared."

I sobbed and held my best friend's hand as she dangled over the void. She looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes I was sure I would never see again. She gave me a weak smile.
"Let me go, Anya." She whispered.
I choked on my tears. "I-I can't" I sobbed. A tear traced down Lucy's cheek.
"I'm sorry," She said.
Then she twisted her arm and fell in what felt like slow motion. I wanted to scream but nothing left my lips.
I couldn't live with myself after that.
Not after I watched my best friend, Lucy Batterson, fall into the void.
I fell to my knees and slumped to the ground, my hands covered in dirt and grime.
It was over.

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Have you ever heard a story told from the end to the beginning?
No?
Well, that's what this is.
The end.
Or some might call it the beginning. However you call it, this story all started when Lucy Batterson climbed through the window on October 11, 2023.

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I was watching car renovation videos on YouTube when it happened. I had yet to learn what course the stars had run today.
Less to say, I had a pretty shitty day on October 11th. I found out that my best friend at the time had been lying to me for six years about being my friend. A few years earlier on the same day, my cat had a heart attack and died. So I didn't expect anything good to happen that day.
Anyways, back to the point, I didn't expect a tall blonde girl with the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever seen to fall through my window. She blinked once, then twice.
"What the hell?" I said, jumping up and slamming my laptop closed. Cleaning grime out of car floor mats would have to wait. Lucy realised where she was."Shit. You aren't Anthony." She grumbled.
I backed away, still pretty shocked that a literal person had fallen through my window.
"I'm...not?" I squeaked. She rolled her eyes and smiled. "Unless Anthony's one hell of a catfish, then I don't think so." She teased.
Lucy was so polite. I didn't know how to react to it. I was the rude girl, the one who wore thick eyeliner, liked indie cartoons, and swore at people when she got angry. Sure, I was pretty smart and kind when I wanted to be, but I didn't have a filter. That was the problem Mum always told me about. That and not to commit highschool pregnancy.
Lucy smiled. "You okay?" She asked.
I shrugged. "I guess. But some person I don't know fell through my open window." I managed to say.

Lucy didn't seem phased. "Ah, whatever. I need to go, though. Nice meeting you...?" She trailed off. "Um, Anya. My name is Anya." I stuttered. She giggled.

"Okay. See you later, Anya. I should do this more often." She said teasingly, then ducked out the window.
To no one's surprise, this wasn't the last time I saw her.

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I turned around to the man behind me, tears streaming down my cheeks and my entire body hurting.
"How could you??" I screamed and pulled the dagger from my thigh. It splattered blood everywhere, but I didn't care. I wanted Lucy back.
The man smirked and reached towards me. "Because I wanted to. Now I have my blood debt. You may leave" He chuckled in a silky smooth voice. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to watch his blood spill from his neck. I wanted to bathe in the same blood under a full moon.
He was going to die. I didn't care what I had to do to murder this man with his dagger. I blew my soft ginger bangs out of my face, and spat out blood. He just watched me with those chilling eyes. The ones who had caused me so much pain and suffering over the past few months. I was going to be the one who sent him to an early grave.