Purrfect Apawcalypse: Another Purrgatory

Part 1, B

You know “who.”

There's one person she could go to. The same creepo who texted her this morning. The one she's been trying to escape from for a good half of her life, Scritch.

Oh no…

She didn't want to go to him. She'd much rather prefer someone else like Molly, or someone who was a jerk to her here. But what choice did she have?

Plus, he'd likely be there now judging by the time of day.

So that's what she did, she went up to the spot he wanted to meet her at today, the roof.

As the door creaked Abi was presented with a blue dog she had only seen a couple times before, Cosmo.

And who she mentioned before, the odd looking light greyhound clad in a pitch black with a pair of royal purple overalls, a color typical of their school. He turned to her, his face expressing some sort of faint joy with a “smile.” “Oh, Abi… It's been so long.”

“Scritch…”

Wait a damn moment. What was in Scritches paws…? Was that a staff…? He…. “You…”

He wasn't getting that heartfelt “reunion”, nor talk he wanted.

“You caused all this…”

Now, now… “Let's not get too hasty about this…”

Hasty? Freaking hasty?! Is that what this is to him? Abi couldn't help but let out a low snarl, she was boiling with anger. This damned BASTARD! “Oh FUCK YOU!”

How could he just say that?! After everything they've been through together? After everything HE did?! He randomly says he wants to “talk” only to do this of all things?! Yeah, no. Fuck no. She's not doing this anymore.

On the contrary, it'd be quite wrong to blame him for everything, no? This wasn't just his fault, in fact most of the blame went to Abi here. They both very much knew that. “Do you think that I wanted this…?” Did she think that this is how he wanted things to go, that he wanted to hurt others? No.

“Bastard! I hope you die!” What, was she supposed to just not get upset?! With what he just did?! “What about me? What about Mi-?”

Whatever little happiness that Scritch felt almost instantaneously faded. “Don't you DARE bring them up here!” This was about HIM and HER, not them.

But if she really wanted to focus on the past so much. Then- “Fine.” She can have it her way.

Scritch raises his black staff and with a candy red glow of its green moon, there's a sudden tinge in Abis chest as if she was struck by a blade.

“Wait, please…”

Before she's cut right in two.

Consider it a mercy.

Now, to Inferno she goes. But worry not, even if her soul doesn't find rest. Time matters not to the dead. She would get her well deserved vengeance very soon in fact, with a little “help” of course.

BAD END. | A Vengeful Heart.

You had a quick end. Needless to say, vengeance never helps anyone does it? Even if you take it for “someone else”, no one ever truly heals that way.