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{𓅷} 𝑸𝒖𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝑷𝑶𝑽:

I growled as I flipped through my mail. The usual death threats and attempted lawsuits made me angrier than usual. I couldn't understand why but everything pissed me off more than ever. My fingers dug into my desk as my grip on my wine glass tighned. I roared, throwing the glass against the wall. Deep red wine dripped down the painting of Schlatt and I. I dont know why I kept it up but it had always felt right. Until today. I stood up and grabbed a shard of the glass, slashing the painting to peices.

Tears streamed down my face as I threw papers off my desk, kicked my chair over and threw files against thr windows of my office. I didn't care if anyone heard the crashes or if anyone saw me throwing this tantrum over nothing. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that I was getting this anger out. I grabbed the bat from my closet and hit the ripped painting repeatedly, breaking the frame along with the canvas. I stomped on it, ripped it, threw it against the bullet proof glass of the windows.

Anything I could do to destroy it..

By the time I had calmed down, the entire room was a wreck. Papers were crinkled, booze was spilled everywhere, strands of hair scattered the floor. I broke down in sobs, gripping the carpet. My throat burned as I folded onto the floor. Warm blood seeped down my knuckles as I laid on the floor for a good while. My heart wouldn't slow down no matter how long I panted for breath. I felt my wings flutter rapidly as I rested my red face on the carpet. I shook as I looked at the destroyed painting.

I didn't care about it. I really wanted to but I couldn't. Despite my breakdown, all I could feel was apathy. Not just for the painting but for myself. All I could call myself was pathetic.

In tears, I rubbed my face and went to pass out in bed. I shook under my blanket as I closed my eyes, desperate to forget. To forget everything. I laid down quietly, slowly falling asleep.

The next morning, Revivebur, my enemy, laid next to me quietly.
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