Random Dabbling of the Dark Arts

Death to the Misunderstood

Please note: this chapter contains gore, death, and Homestuck.
Kankri Vantas belongs to Andrew Hussie, and I do not own him nor claim to own him.

Why? Why does everyone go away when you try to talk? At first you thought, maybe if you talked more, someone might listen. Why don't they listen?
You never meant for things to get this way. You never meant to go this far. You never meant to block everyone out. Celibacy says you can't have a Moirail, so you simply don't tell anyone of your feelings. Even if you tried no one would listen. No one ever listens. Why don't they listen? If they saw you now, they'd listen.
Why did you take it this far?
Your hands shake violently.
What have you done?
The small, jagged piece of metal is covered in a bright red.
Why did you do this?
Light glints off it, just as the light seems to reflect off your arm.
Why would anyone want to do this?
Vertical cuts up your forearms let out a waterfall of the mutant liquid, almost making you sick on the smell of death and blood.
Your eyelids grow heavy, but you force yourself to stay awake. If you go to sleep now, you know you won't wake up.
That's a nice thought to tease, but you would never actually go so far as to kill yourself.
You stand up, but collapse under the weight of yourself. You look around for a moment, shocked.
You're in the living space of your hive at the moment, but the bandages you're trying to get to are in your respite block. You've lost too much blood to stand or even think properly. Your vision blurs over. You try to say something, anything, but you can't force a word out of your chitinous windhole.
Your breath shallows and quickens, both from blood loss and panic. Is this really where you die? Well..... You're technically already dead. So what does that mean? What will happen after this?
You try crawling to your respite block, but your dead arms won't cooperate. You panic for a moment, then stop. No one likes you. This is for the best. You close your pure white eyes, and fall into a peaceful slumber.
You hope you don't trigger the person that happens to wonder into your hive next.