Bloody Painter - A Journey For Friendship

Part 10

I knew that she would be my one, true friend. Though she couldn't see my face through the mask, I smiled back.

Y/N's Pov - 

Wow... I didn't really expect that kind of past. I feel bad, really. But, I'm glad he was comfortable enough to tell me.

And I won't leave him, he may think what he did was wrong, but I won't just leave like that. He's my friend now. He should be able to trust me with things like that.

"I'm glad you were able to finally get revenge on those who hurt you. It serves them right."

"I'm happy that you don't think I'm a horrible person." BP says with a smile.

"I could never think that! Plus, you're my friend! I'm here for when you need to let some feelings out, I'm here for when you feel sad or angry. I'll always be." 

"Thank you.. I've never had many friends, except for here.. but– most of the people here are the same as me, so I can relate to them more.. it's nice to have someone who sees me for who I am." BP says.

"Well, technically, we are very similar, except I killed my bully out of pure hatred, not really revenge." I say.

"Oh– yeah.. kinda forgot about that.." BP says.

"Ehh, oh well. Wanna go grab a snack from down stairs?"

"Sure, I'm kinda hungry."

"Alright. Let's go." I say as I stand up.

We open the door and walk down the hall, then walk down the stairs.

When we get downstairs, we see Jeff and Clockwork just staring intensely at each other.

Suddenly, Jeff looks our way.

"Hah! Loser!" Clockwork yells.

"Shut up, bitch!" Jeff yells.

"I'm not a bitch! You're just a sore loser!" She yells back.

"I didn't lose!" Jeff angrily slams his hands down on the table.

"Uh-huh! Yeah ya did!" Clockwork crosses her arms.

"How?!"

"You looked away! That means you lose!"

"That's literally not fair!"

"It is too!"

"The hell are y'all talking about?" BP asks, walking over to the table.

"Jeff lost a staring contest, and I won.",  Clockwork says proudly.

"Shut up!"

"I will when you finally win! I mean– you literally have no eye lids! And you still lose?!"

"It's not my fault that I keep getting distracted!", Jeff yells defensively.

"Yuh-huh, it sure is your fault. Get better, loser.", Clockwork says.

"Alright, alright, stop it. No more arguing." I say.

BP had been doing his own thing, making some toast.

Jeff angrily sits down and crosses his arms. Clockwork gets up, "I'ma head up to my room now, see y'all later.", she says.

"Kk, bye." I say.

BP finishes making toast and hands me a plate. "Here."

"Thanks." I sit at the table, across from Jeff.

"Mind if I have a piece? Great.. thanks." Jeff grabs up one of the pieces of toast.

"Hey–! My toast! Give it back ya little shit!" I yell, leaning over the table.

"Nope! It's mine now!" Jeff stuffs the piece of toast in his mouth.

"Asshole.." I mutter as I sit back down and eat.

Bloody Painter/Helen's Pov -

I watched as they both sat silently, thinking, 'These are my true friends.. I'm glad I have them.. even though they act like idiots..'

A/N - Hey there, finished another chapter, I didn't have many ideas for this one, so it's kinda random. Have a great day/night, my fellow readers. - Adrian