A/N: This is my 1st story!!! I wrote this at the middle of the night so spelling errors. (i can barely stay awake help me.)
One month.
That's all it took for Sunny to finish his drawing.
He doesn't even remember his name. But he feels bad.
He bleeds for him. But who is this him?
Narrative POV:
Both of Sunny's hand clasp together as he puts his head down in between them. Honoring the guy he doesn't know the name of. A familiar figure appears behind him. "Sunny" A voice calls out. It's him, it's really him! Sunny rushes up to get off his knees, his leaf rots, as well as his face. "It's me." The familiar voice calls out. "Wait. Is that me?" he asks, observing the picture behind the rotting flower. "Yes. It took me a month, We've been living here for a month." A month of dedication, a month to apologize, a month to be forgiven. "Do you like it? Will you forgive me?" He slowly approaches this unnamed one, giving him a squeeze when he reaches him. "What was your name again?"
"Wagyu."
"Wagyu.." he repeats he can feel the green liquid from outside drip on him, burning his skin like acid. He fell back on his knees, still hugging, the cold concrete floor thats filled with blood spots bruises his knees. "I was gonna kill you.." Wagyu starts. "But no one's ever hugged me before." He's been alone the entire apocalypse, sure, he ran into some people, but they all end up chasing him out. Wagyu stops for a second as he's dropped on the cold floor, he watches as the one who betrayed mutilates his own body. Not by will, no, he's been infested. He stands still, nervous for a second. Then starts giggling, then it turns into laughter. He doesn't turn his head, but looks to see where a softer voice is coming from. "Sunny, you okay?"
"Honey, can you come here?"
Sunny's voice fills Water Wiggler's brain.. "Sure." The nervousness in his voice was present. He stops and goes back. Even though he loved Sunny, even though he wanted to hang out with Sunny. Even though he only had Sunny. It stopped.
"He.... wouldn't call me that..."
He makes slow, quiet steps towards the other direction, until he's no longer near that room. He looks around, and finds a place to hide.. This isn't the Sunny he knew, this isn't the one he cared about, this isn't the only one he had left. Now he had no one left. The voice distorts, back to, not Sunny's. But Wagyu's himself. The Sunny he cared about has gone. He's with Wagyu now. Distorted into a horrible sight of one being.
Water Wiggler couldn't hide for long. Eventually, Wagyu found him. "What's your name?" He got no reply, did he deserve one at this point? All he could hear was the sound of something ripping. It was him. He was ripping. The water in him falling out, the thought of Sunny being infected hurt just as much, if not, more than the pain of being ripped apart. As far as he knows, no one is going to recover him. He's fallen to the floor. In a pool of what could be considered his own blood. All he could think about is Sunny. He looks up to Wagyu but then looks back down. "I'm sorry Sunny." his vision becomes blurry as spots destroy his vision and his thoughts start slowing. Then he passes out. Never a knowing where he's going to wake up. If he does. Wagyu goes back to normal. He doesn't need to use that form he has, he can service the liquid. Seeing the blue water tube made him think for a second. Grab a dolphin from inside of him and walk out. Consider it memorabilia.
