HEART AT WAR [PART 2 OF A&B] [CSM]

i'm not a perfect person

You wipe your eyes, taking a deep breath and exhaling. As you continue to stare in the mirror, you feel as if you should apologize to Stone.

You should apologize for a lot of things, really.

If they hate you, then they hate you. You're prepared for that.

Just kidding, you're definitely not. They can't hate you. They were your first real friend.

You sigh, tilting your head down as you realize you're getting caught in your thoughts again. You take a deep breath once more, opening the bathroom door and walking out. Everyone but Dede turns their head towards you. They all make eye contact with you, watching as you begin to sweat. You back up, closing the door as you breathe out the air you'd been holding in. 

Why did they all just stare? Nobody said anything, they hate you.

No, no, stop assuming that, they don't, it's fine, it's fine, you're fine.

You open the door again, gasping and jumping back a bit as you're met with Stone's face.

"A-AH! S-Stone.. erm.."

"..Erm.. you good, Y/N?"

"U-Uh.. y.. um.."

"..."

"..No.. no, I'm not."

"Oh.. why?"

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, and.. that I'm kinda negative sometimes.. I don't wanna be, like.. mean to you."

They stare at you, batting their eyes before smiling big. "Nah, it's okay! Don't worry about it!"

Guppy hums in disappointment. "Stone, ain'tchu know you shouldn't jus' forgive somebody right off the bat? That little lady's been too mean for quick forgivin'." 

"Uh.. I don't think I've been THAT mean.."

"You has."

"Nuh uh."

"YOU HAVE!"

"WHY'RE YOU YELLING AT ME?!"

"YER REAAAL MEAN TO MY POOR LIL' STONEY!" His what? Ew..

"OH, LIKE YOU HAVEN'T BEEN MEAN! YOU'RE A TOTAL ASSHOLE TO ME!" The RV starts to slow down.

"MY MAMA DIED CUZZA YOU, YOU BITCH!"

"I'M GLAD IF SHE PUSHED SOMETHING LIKE YOU OUT OF HER!"

The room falls dead silent as you realize what just came out of your mouth. You cover your mouth as Dede gasps, the RV stopping completely as she whips her head around. Guppy lets his jaw hang as his eyes widen.

"I.. um.." You start to lower your hand from your mouth. 

"Damn, Y/N.. um.. that's too far, bro.." Dede says, tugging at her collar in a cartoonish yet awkward manner as she fans herself. 

"Didja jus'.. didja jus' say yer glad my mama is dead?"

"Uhhhh.. n-no?"

"YOU AIN'T EVEN GOT THE BALLS TO STAND BY YER OWN WORDS?!"

"I-I'M SORRY, IT JUST-" 

He screams at you, twisting his balls as axes emerge from his body. His head flies off as smoke emits from Opame's gun barrels. Dede squeals as his head drops to the floor.

"OPAME, WHAT THE HELL?!" You yell, bending down and picking Guppy's head up. The axes hadn't fully formed, so an axe is sticking out of his forehead. You sigh, putting your wrist against the axe's blade.