I get the feeling that sometimes you love me..
But most times. I can't help but wonder how much of that is true.
You care about me too much, or you care about me too little.
But it really seems like you care only when it benefits you.
You crave negativity. Its all I ever feel since the beginning. You loved having me around because of that.
You say you that love me, and yet.. It makes it harder to believe when you dont.
I remember we were out on the battlefield.
You were fighting your brother.
We handle the others.
I heard screaming, was that Blue?
There was more shouting, it sounded like Dust argued with someone.
Then, an explosion occurred.
My world went white.
...............
Im not sure how long I was knocked out, but when I came to, I found myself under the rubble of a floating island.
'What happened?'
I was bruised, badly injured.
'Where was everyone?'
That's when I heard someone next to me, it was the others.
I managed to catch sight of Horror trying to help Dust stand, Dust was in worse shape then me.
Killer had been the one next to me, he crawled from under the rubble. I attempted to assist him.
"Guys..?"
I spoke, it hurt to talk.
They acknowledged me, I took a look around.
We were still in this damned place.
"Boys."
I heard your voice. Nightmare. You were in better shaped then us, thats for sure.
"Boss? What happened?"
Killer was there first to question, everyone was confused as to where the sudden attack came from.
Horror had made it next to us. Dust could barely stand.
You didnt seem pleased at all.
"The others escaped.."
You spoke your words with hatred.
You turned to look at me.
"What the h-hell was t-that explosion? Where did it come from?!"
Dust managed to speak, coughing blood as he did so.
I gripped my side, it was aching immensely.
That's when your attention turned to look at me.
"You.."
I felt your words lace with malice.
I felt myself tense. It was never i good sign.
"What the hell did you do."
You asked me, I was more confused.
What did i do?
I didnt reply, you didn't like that.
A tendril made its way around my throat, lifting me as my comrades watched in confusion.
"YOU SCUM! YOU PLANNED THIS DIDNT YOU!?"
"W-What are you t-talking about-!?"
I choked.
"DONT PLAY COY WITH ME! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU SPOKEN WITH DREAM, YOU THINK I DIDNT NOTICE!!?"
You screamed, your girp tightened. It felt hard to breathe.
"Wait! Boss!"
Horror tried to intervene vocally. You didnt let him.
"YOU DONT THINK I SAW YOU LAUNCH THAT ATTACK ONCE INK DID!?"
You snarled at me.
I felt my vision go fuzzy.
Did I really cause this? Did I lose control of my emotions again? Did I take it out on the field and endangered the others?
