Warning: Some people might be OOC during this story x - x The characters are 18 and never died.
OOC = Out Of Charater
(h/l) = Hair Length
(h/c) = Hair Color
.: Your POV :.
Your name is _______ ________ and you are a professional killer. You’re not psychotic or anything. You just kill people because you just plain hate them. Your one and only crush, Dave, is getting married to one of your biggest enemies, Terezi Pyrope. You’ve hated Pyrope from the start and now her full name is soon going to become Terezi Strider. You have gotten pissed by doing the actions of flipping tables, breaking lamps, burning photos of Terezi, you even broke down crying which you haven’t done in ten years.(!)
You soon calmed down and changed into different clothes that didn’t have your blood in them and put your (h/l) ,(h/c) hair in a ponytail and made a cup of coffee to sooth your nerves.
Should I kill her? They really have loved each other for quite a while; but Dave and I have been closer friends than Terezi until they started dating. I was in fact, heart broken….And I did kind of overreact to it…
You looked around seeing all the shattered glass and broken shades, your place was a mess. “I should clean up..” You mumbled to yourself.
~A Few Days Later~
.: Still Your POV :.
Since there was going to be two days until the wedding, you decided to go dress shopping with your good friend, (Insert Favorite Troll or Beta or Alpha Kid….Or Your Favorite Friend You Have Right Now).
"I think white would look good on you, it brings out your silk skin." He/She said. "
Hm." You said. Of course you didn’t tell _____ you were a killer, he/she would freak and probably be afraid of you until the end. Your life was so fucked up..
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, this looks sexy! Maybe you could even impress the groom wearing this!" ______ gave to you a suggestive eyebrow wiggle.
You blushed fifty shades of red. "Wha-? No!" _____ didn’t know about your little crush on Dave either. What He/She pulled out was a short, white dress that went halfway down your thighs and was absolutely stunning.
"Pleasssee?! Try it on! You will look hot in it!" He/She said giving you puppy dog eyes. "
GAH! Fine.." You said and went in the dressing rooms.
.: Dave’s Point Of View :.
Welp. The wedding started in two days and everyone but you was flipping their shit. Everyone including ______ and her friend was coming. You kinda knew ______ had a crush on you, but you weren’t sure if she still does.. You kinda like her back, but hell, that would be uncool if you left Terezi for ______, sure you loved Terezi more than ______, but ______ was also a very great friend of yours. You wondered how she was feeling…
Quit it Strider! You’re no good for her! She deserves someone better than some ironic dude like me.
.: Your Friend’s POV :.
I watched as ______ got out of the dressing room, and she looked stunning! She was as beautiful as the bride!
"OMG YOU LOOK GORGEOUS!!!!" I said as I fangirled/fanboyed.
"Pff! As if! I probably look like shit in this dress like I do with everything else!" She said. Yes, she was insecure about herself, but this isn’t just any insecurity, in fact, it’s severe insecurity..She often broke mirrors every time she saw herself, that explains the bandages tied to her hands all the time, she was really picky when it came to clothing. She barely ever goes shopping unless it’s important or on special occasions. She has shitloads of make up in her bathroom, but she doesn’t use a lot really, all she ever wears is mascara and not many other products, even Gamzee wears more than her!
