Gamers Random Tales

Story 49? - Broken Trust

(Guys i swear-woomy and me-we are not dating I swear I promise he's just my pooks ifsjowwh3jebode-)

(Btw, this is just a headcanon, very far from Paradise lore accurate.)

(It's also unfinished, lel.)

"You.. You killed her. I damn know it. From your damn skeleton mask and your absence from your apartment!.."

"I... I was just getting supplies for a box dino costume-"

He yelled at me more after I talked. What did I even do?

I was being yelled at for the supposed murder of our beloved friend-Revolto-and I didn't know why. I would never even think to touch her! She's one of my closest friends! So.. why am I being accused!?

"I knew you were on to something ever since I made that skull mask of yours!"

"...what?" How? That doesn't even make sense?! Sure I've hurt people, but I'd never hurt a friend unless I was pushed to my limit-

...

I see the suspicion now.

He thinks I'm dangerous. Doesn't he? I wouldn't blame him.

From my personality to my appearance, I'm more of a threat then a friend anyway. Genuinely, this accusation makes alot of sense.

I didn't do it, but I wouldn't be suprised if I did it without even knowing.

I shouldn't be around him, or anyone really.

"I didn't do it woomy! I'm being honest!" I'd plead, trying to regain the lost trust I had with him, "please.. you gotta believe me."

"Why would I ever believe a lier like you.." Ouch. That one had a kick to it, didn't it? Jeez, he sure is hurtful when he's mad. "Just go away.. Unless you're gonna kill me too."

Double hit? What is this, Mortal Kombat?

I need to take this serious, I can't hide behind this humor.

I just sighed, walking away from him. I could feel his stare turning to me every so often, making sure I wouldn't quickly step back and try and stab him. It hurt.

You know, maybe if I'm so untrustworthy, maybe i should disappear.

Yeah, that'll work. I'll just get rid of the old me. Replacing it with something new.

Starting with this mask he got me. He hates seeing me with it, obviously..

It's been what, days since I last saw him?
It's been days since I've last saw any of my friends, actually.

The only one I've really talked to was my sib -max-but after awhile he started accusing me too so I cut off contact with him.

I don't wanna hurt them. None of them. They all hate me now, though. There's no point in talking to them.

It feels so weird not having my mask on my face. I can actually see how I look.

I haven't checked in awhile, but now I've got a permanent reminder of how ugly I am. Shucks.

Maybe I should change my clothes a bit too? This hoodie is a bit-

Knock knock knock.

"!?-"

I jolted, turning my gaze over to my house door. Who could possibly be here now? Are they trying to break into my house again?

I walked towards the door, quietly clearing my throat as I was about to speak, but I stopped. I heard something on the other side.

"Gamer? Are you here?" His voice, I could recognize it from anywhere. "Hellooo?"

I was near about to run away from the door, but something deep inside me wouldn't let me leave. I just stood infront of it. Listening.

"Gamer.. Can you hear me? At all?" His voice quieted. I could hear the sorrow in his tone. "Please tell me you're here.."

There was a deafening few seconds of silence before I heard a small bang come from behind the door.

"GAH! F##K! THATS THE SECOND WORSE THING TO HAPPEN... Gh... ughh..." I think he hit the curved wall nearby with his toe-

"Dammit.. I was too f##king harsh! Too f##king harsh! I know that the killer had a mask but... F##k! It isn't him! Ghhh..."

He was melting in his own pain for a good moment or two before he continued talking to what he thought was nothing.

"... Is he mad at me now? For... blaming him for something he didn't do? Just because of something he wears everyday..?"

"Yes. I am." I blurted out. I didn't mean to say that, but it was too late to back down now.

I slowly opened the door, being greeted by his distraught yet gentle looking expression. He still looks as sweet as he did before. That's good, I guess.

His eyes seemed to widen apon seeing me, almost like he was seeing a ghost. "Where's your mask?"

"I tossed it out, like I tossed out that childish and irresponsible version of myself." I could feel his heart skip a beat, like we were both experiencing the same emotion. I kept talking, regardless, "I just wanna be serious now so I can think properly and not hurt anyone."

(This is where the story ends, it's unfinished, sorry besties. 😔)