🎉PARTYBEETLE - [Pest x Poob story]🐞

// CHAPTER 4 //

Poob just looked down at the ground. He looked sad. Someone threw flower petals at him. He smiled again, but that smile was different. A smile filled with guilt.

"Pezt..." Poob whispered.

"静けさ." I said. Poob didn't say anything.

The doors opened to his apartment. He stepped out and slammed the door. The elevator doors closed, then I was at my apartment. I'm not going to lie, but I think I hurt him. He's not his usual self. Oh well.

That's his problem, not mine.

[POOB POV:]

Why'd Pest do that? That...hurt me so bad. I ran to my bedroom and sobbed. My tears fell on the pillows. Pest always does this! I just want to be his friend! Why doesn't he realize?

His sayings just kept echoing in my head. Annoying. Loud. Pathetic. Hate yourself. He's right! I should hate myself now!! What could I do? I'm so weak, pathetic, annoying, contemptible. I should feel sorry for myself! My life!

Not for Pest. He was right. I sobbed even more. I get it now. He hates me. I sniffled, then rolled into a ball.

[PEST POV:]

I laid in my bed. Should I have really said that to Poob? Yes? Wait, no. Wait, he deserved it. He's just so...so...SO-

Ignorant.

I just can't describe him. He's so annoying in many ways. I can't speak inappropriately, or else Dr.Retro will kick me out. I closed my eyes and waited for my slumber. But it didn't come.

My brain says he deserves it. But...my heart says it wasn't the right thing. I felt guilt come over me. I got up and went to the couch. I...must escape this feeling. I...don't like this feeling.

I closed my eyes and waited for my slumber again. The feeling of...guilt. The feeling has found me. I got up and went to the bathroom.

I sat in the corner and closed my eyes. Guilt came over me again. I can't escape it. I can't escape this horrible feeling.

I got up and went to my bedroom. I closed my eyes. Guilt. I ignored it. How is Poob? Is he better now? I feel like I have done the wrong thing.

--THE NEXT DAY--

I waited at my station. I continued thinking about it. The elevator dinged, and the doors opened. There was Mannequin Mark, Unpleasant, Split and me. I just looked down at the ground. Blank.