stolitz

Chapter 3

*italics mean it happened in the past*

Stolas pov:

I woke up 

"Stolas, I'm so happy your ok"

I almost died. That didn't bother me. 

I was alive. 

Not ok.

"Please don't do that again Stols. I don't wanna loose ya"

Why not? If via won't talk to... Oh.
That's it.
I will see my daughter, weather they like it or not.

Blitz pov:

It had been a whole hour before I last tried to awake Stolas. I was terrified that he wouldn't wake up after yesterday.

"St-stols? STOLAS!

Stolas....?"

"That bitch deserved to be hit with a shitty car!*gets shot*"

Do you expect anything less from me? Seriously?  Obviously I shot them. No one touches my bird boi (inappropriately or otherwise) but me. I may be a terrible person, but I have at  least some sense of justice. And I'd say that death row is fair punishment for causing someone near death.

...

Emphasis on I'D say :}

I walk into his room, holding  big, hearty breakfast in one hand, and iced coffee in the other. I don't know if the needs anything fancy to help strengthen him, but it always helped me. Only a bit but still. The only person who was truly able to save me was... well... him. I walk in, and pray he still has an active pulse. Not only was there no pulse, there wasn't even a Stolas.

Shit.

SHIT.

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!

I crumble completely and I cry (ARCTIC MONKEYS ARCTIC MONKEYS ARCTIC MONKEYS). I sit on my knees and cry. There's not much else I can do. I thought that he was better, that WE were better... maybe it's just me. Maybe I need to be better. I thought I was at least getting better in other ways too, but I fucked that up again. I relapsed. 2 months of progress down the drain. 

After a few minutes, I wipe up the stains that I had left that I didn't want Loona to see. I gather my stuff and leave. Not for work, no, but for him. I saw how shitty his head is, and I can't imagine what he would do while he's alone. Outside. When everyone hates him. Thoughts about what he might do come to my head. I've had these thoughts before. They're increadibly vivid. There was only one thing I could really do now. 

"IMA COMIN TO KEEP YA ALIVE BIRD BOI!"

To my shock,  as I'm driving, I drive past his old palace, only to see him in tearful shambles at the front door. 
"Stolas...?"

I reach out, but he flinches at my touch.

"get away from me Blitzo... please."

My heart shatters. No matter what I did, no matter how much  deserved it, he's never called me that before. Why...

"Stolas... talk to me, please?"

He lost it. 

"DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND, LIZARD MAN?! MY OWN DAUGHTER HATES ME, AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! I GAVE UP MY ENTIRE LIFE FOR YOURS, AND NOW THIS! I hope your proud of yourself!"

I just stand there. That's not Stolas. It can't be. 

"WHY WOULD YoU coMe t...."

His words drown out. The cogs in my head are turning.

Then I realise~

It's not Stolas.

It's not Stolas at all.

*end of chapter 3*

SORRY I TOOK SO LONG MY SIGMAS, BUT THOU HAST RETURNED!

Literally guys I've been kinda Stolas in the head lately *Debbie Ryan's like a cutie*. Also I am SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY ITS A SHORT CHAPTER CUZ I WANTED TO LEAVE YALL ON A PAINFUL CLIFFHANGER AND I AND I ADDED AS MANY WORDS AS I COULD BUT YE :')

BYE MY SIGMA MLSSSSSSSS

*596 words*