Your eyes fluttered open as a piercing ache rippled through out your head. Letting your head drop, you squeezed your eyes shut. How long had you been out for? You instinctively reached up to clutch your head...but you couldn't?! You couldn't move your fucking hands. Heart beating faster than before you felt the cold metal bracelets rub up and down your wrists. Extending your neck you looked over your shoulder to only have your panic levels increase.
You were currently sitting on the floor handcuffed to a desk.
Slowly you lifted your head up to only see Gamzee's back, he stood across the room adjusting something on the wall. You began to struggle against your restraints, trying to break free, like hell if you were going to wait and see what awful thing he had planned for the two of you. You had to find Kanaya. Gamzee began to chuckle to himself as he heard you moving.
He still had his back to you as he spoke "What is up my invertebrother? Had a good motherfuckin nap?" You could hear him click something in place, which caused a shiver to run down your spine.
"Fuck off." Your voice shook as your eyes darted all around the dark room looking for away to escape. "Gamzee please," You looked back to him, "you don't have to do this. Just let me go."
Gamzee turned around smirking exposing what he had been putting on the wall. Your eyes widened as you lunged towards her to only be held in place. "Terezi!" You screamed. Oh god no. You looked at her unconscious body and hoped, prayed even that she was alive. You wouldn't be able to handle it if she was dead. Although you would never admit it, there was a tiny part of you hoping she was dead. A tiny part of you wanted her to be spraed of Gmazee's sick twisted games. "Oh god..is-is she dead?!"
Gamzee didn't even look back at you when you asked the question. He was too busy adjusting Terezi again, making sure to prop her up and chain her to the pipes on the walls of the room so she was upright. After finishing this, Gamzee turned around to face you. "Oh you stupid motherfucker," His voice was dangerously calm. "of course she is alive."
You swallowed hard shaking a bit, Gamzee began to slowly walk over to the table next to her. His expression cold and hard, he ran his fingers lightly over the table. Gamzee picked up a small hunting knife, admiring it closely. He suddenly gripped it tight, head snapping your direction. The look in his eyes made your heart beat so fast you thought it was going to break out of your ribcage. Gamzee smiled wide practically screaming "Killing her would ruin all the fun!"
You flinched at the sudden increase of his voice, "What are you going to do to her you braindead moronic fucklit?!"
He shook his head twirling the knife between his fingers. His demeanor was one of a child's, he spoke as if he was defending a completely innocent action. "Awwww Karbro, I'm just gonna have some motherfuckin fun!"
It was horrific. "Fun?!" You practically screamed.
Gamzee put the knife back onto the table then walked over to you, kneeling down and began to run his fingers through your hair, mockingly reassuring "No hard motherfucking feelings, right brother?" He smiled at you lazily as your eyes went wide in a paralyzed state. He couldn't be fucking serious?! Could he?
You jerk your head away wanting no comfort from him. "Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me." You had spit every word with acid. "Gamzee don't do this. For the love of the nonexistent god that laughs at every horrible thing that gets thrown our way, don't fucking do this!" If you weren't tied up you might of considered getting on your knees and beg him to listen to your hopeless pleas.
Gamzee's eye twitched as he wrinkled his nose. His face suddenly not so motherfuckin joyous. Annoyed by your reaction, gamzee's fingers fisted in your hair gripping it tight. He yanked your head over towards him, your scalp burned as he forced you to make eye contact. "Consider it already done," He paused for a moment staring into your eyes then threw your head back slamming it against the leg of the desk, you cried out in pain as he stood up looking down at you "and brother you get front row seats to my performance."
