good 4 u (drabble?)

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haaiii

so i was searching through my song ideas page and i found this goody

oh, so many of you are going to want to commit murder after this

:>


OH ALSO SPOILERS FOR SEASON 10!!

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Sam sunk into the cheap, thin prison mattress. He gingerly held the screen of a very beat up tablet over his face, smiling wide as it played the newest episode of Grian's.

' Hermitcraft 10: Episode 1- THE START '

He smiled, smiled, smiled as Grian did the intro. The start of a new Demise. Sam was happy! Totally! Yet, always, there was a bitterness deep in his heart.

Why did Grian get everything? He got the SMP, the Friends. He even got Taurtis. Yet, he did everything Sam did! Everything!

He killed someone!

He ate a dead person.

He threatened & ran & did the same crimes Sam hadn't even been charged with.

WHY. DID. HE. GET. THE LIFE?

WHY DID HE GET THE FRIENDS, THE OTHERS WHO CARED OH-SO-MUCH.

WHY WAS HE FREE WHEN SAM WAS LEFT TO FUCKING ROT?

Sam then realized he'd cracked the screen of the tablet. Sam sat up, grinning a twisted smile with darker implications. No, it was fine.

Good for Grian! He was so much better now.

Sam set the cracked tablet down, standing up and walking to the small desk in his prison cell. His roommate glanced at him & he stared back, a look of restrained resentment and fake kindness contorting his face. He withdrew a slip of paper, pulling out a soft-tipped marker.

He started writing a letter to Grian in swooping cursive. It didn't matter that Grian never returned the letters. Really, it was fine. It was sooo fine that Grian had just fucking left him to sob on the floor of his bathroom.

It was fine that Grian never even acknowledged his existence. The closest thing he got was an off-hand comment about a blue sweater. That was it.

Sam had MADE Grian. Sam was the reason Grian was where is he is now. 

AND GRIAN COULDN'T EVEN WRITE TWO SENTENCES BACK TO SAM.

Sam dotted the paper hard. It expressed his true feelings, of sobbing in the bathroom and cracking laptops and trying so hard to fucking smile.

He took in a sharp breath and abandoned the letter, walking back to his bed. His emotions leaked into the paper, tearing the negative ones from him.

So, he went back to watching.

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LMAOOO THIS WAS SO SHORT

I HAD LIKE NO IDEAS FOR THIS XD

wELP

shrug

not my best ...

eh


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