Hey guys! The final chapter is finally up!! Sorry for the long wait ^^
I hope you guys like how this turns out :3
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You stood there for a few minutes, letting this sink in before you felt your heart drop to your stomach. He wasn't there. Then where was he? He couldn't have left the room right? No way. You would have noticed.
You were going to continue pondering on this but something interrupted your thoughts.
It wasn't the realization that you should've ran when you had the perfect opportunity. Nope. It was the violent shiver down your spine when you felt hot breath breathing down your neck.
The hairs on the back of your neck stood up as you froze in your spot. Visibly tensing. Your eyes grew wide as dread built in your stomach.
God no. This was not happening right now. This was definitely a dream. Yeah. A dream (more like a nightmare). You'll wake up soon....soon.
You felt your heart clench as you felt a cold hand run down your arm, sending shivers down your spine again.
You clenched your fist, gritted your teeth, and fought back the urge to actually be afraid.
You weren't afraid of gamzee. He was your morail after all.
But of course you were just in denial. You were afraid. Afraid that he would kill you like the rest of your friends. Act as if you were all flies to him that needed to die.
He whispered in a deep, calm but crazed tone "I finally got you wicked sis"
You took in a deep shuddery breath, turning around to face him and gave him the brightest smile you could muster. Which honestly you didn't think you could. But it seemed pretty convincing to him since he smiled, showing rows of his sharp teeth that could easily tear you to bits.
You shoved thought away, it wasn't going to happen. Nope. You weren't going to allow that.
You looked at his face, his eyes, his hair, everything. It was a complete mess. His white clown make up (which you used to find cute) was messed up, showing spots of his grey skin. His hair was tangled and wild, some parts covered with different colors of blood. His eyes (which you once loved looking at) seemed different, crazed, sharp.
This wasn't the gamzee you used to know, the gamzee you grew flushed feelings for. The gamzee you fell in love with, your best friend. No. This was an entirely different person.
'What happened to the gamzee I knew' you had thought, which you actually whispered.
He just grinned in response, having heard you, and hugged you. It wasn't his normal lazy hugs though. It was tight and hard to breathe in "aw what do you all up and mean sis? I'm right here. I'm just better. It's all miraculous and shit" you tensed in his grasp, that wasn't really convincing. Especially when there was a clear growling undertone.
He let out a dry chuckle and 'playfully' nipped at your neck "why so tensed best friend? I don't bite" he laughed again. For some reason finding this really funny.
Which, in your case, really wasn't. More like terrifying.
You just stood there silently, letting him do what he wanted. There was nothing you could do about it really. He was way stronger than you and it was probably better to stay away from his bad side in case he decided to kill you too.
He combed his fingers through your hair not too gently and kissed your cheek lightly "finally mine. All motherfuckin mine" he whispered.
Your mind went blank as you just stood there, letting him caress you.
You closed your eyes, thinking of everything that happened, thinking of everyone that died. And you blamed yourself for it.
You were going to stop him, make him realize what he did. He was going to wake up.
You opened your eyes, connecting your eyes with gamzees. "Why..." You whispered.
His face contorted with slight confusion but he grinned anyway, not exactly answering your question.
Your eyes sharpened, turning into slits, remembering your last few friends who had died.
"Why." You spoke a little louder, a growling undertone involved. You weren't going to allow this. It didn't matter if you loved him.
He needed to wake up.
"Why did you kill all our friends" you looked him dead in the eye. There was an emotion that you couldn't quite figure out, added with a little pained expression.
"They all up and deserved it. They weren't our motherfuckin friends."
You narrowed your eyes "they were our friends! They loved you! They cared! You killed your best friend...Karkat" you almost choked when you said his name but stayed strong.
He frowned. Pain in his eyes at the memory.
At first you thought you were finally getting to him. You looked hopeful until he growled.
His pupils dilated "he never cared for me. All up and always getting angry at me!"
You shook your head vigorously "no! He cared for you! You were best friends!"
You stepped away, growling lowly, warningly.
He looked torn between anger and confusing. He was starting to realize! He was coming back.
You felt hope rise in you and you stepped closer to him. "You killed the people who loved you...gamzee..."
That must have hit the spot because he looked up at you painfully, translucent tears welling up in his eyes.
"I killed my best friend.." He mumbled, dropping to his knees.
You felt you chest tighten, your eyes stinging slightly. You walked closer to him and wrapped your arms around him, embracing him in a soothing hug.
He hugged you back, nuzzling his face into your neck "I'm so motgerfucking sorry sis..." He whispered mournfully.
You smiled sadly, happy that your gamzee was back. "Don't worry. I'm here for you." You combed your fingers through his wild hair, closing your eyes.
You relaxed and held gamzee as he wept.
You were going to fix his broken self.
You were going to make things better.
You were his miracle that he needed.
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I actually finished! Yay!
Well hopefully this was good! I had some difficulty trying to figure out ways to finish this, but I did it.
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