*trigger warning!!*
After giving Grace a quick run down of what had happened, she nodded. Roxy, somehow having gotten her hands on alcohol and was now drunk off her ass, giggled. "Sooooo Grace! I'ma make some toast," she slurred her words. "Want some food?" Grace flinched. "Not hungry," she mumbled, and Dirk wrestled the drink away from the blond girl.
Jane and John got Roxy laid down, while Dirk, Jake, Dave, Karkat, Kanaya, and Rose got Grace out of the cage. She glanced up at them before looking at the ground. "Sorry for anything that was said." She mumbled, running up to the second floor as if she was sick.
============> Be the one upstairs. Be Grace.
You shudder, forcing yourself to puke as you tried to get rid of the meat inside you. It was in your system, and though you could now eat food like every other normal person, it was awful. You didn't deserve it after everything you've done to these people. After throwing up what you could, you lean against the tub, rolling up your sleeves as you looked at your arms.
Cuts, both old and new, littered the skin. Most were scabbed over, while others were still a bit sticky from earlier in the day. Standing, you dig through the cabinet above the shattered mirror and find a razor, eyes filled with tears as you sit on the ground again. Muffling your sobs, you drag the razor across a small patch of smooth skin, hardly even reacting to the pain as you carved.
You start softly singing a familiar song, one that you used to enjoy, but now could describe you perfectly at this point.
"They send me away to find them a fortune, a chest filled with diamonds and gold." Drip
"The house was awake, the shadows and monsters.
The hallways, they echoed and groaned." Drop
"I sat alone, in the bed till the morning, I'm crying their coming for me.
And i tried to hold, these secrets inside me. My mind's like a deadly disease." Drip
I'm bigger then my Body.
I'm colder then this home.
I'm meaner then my demons.
I'm bigger then these bones."
Drop.
"And though the kids cried out, "Please stop your scaring me." I can't help this awful energy.
God damn right, you should be scared of me. Who is in control?" Drip.
"I paced around for hours on empty
I jumped at the slightest of sounds.
And i couldn't stand the person inside me.
I turned all the mirrors around." Drop.
"I'm bigger then my body,
I'm colder then this home.
I'm meaner then my demons.
I'm bigger then these bones." Drip.
"And though the kids cried out "Please stop, your scaring me," I can't help this awful energy.
God damn right, you should be scared of me." Drop.
"Who is in control?" Drip.
"I'm well acquainted with villeins that live in my head.
They beg me to write them so they'll never die when i'm dead.
And I've grown familiar with villains that live in my head.
They beg me to write them so i'l never die when i'm dead." Drop.
"I'm bigger then my body,
I'm colder then this home." Drip.
"I'm meaner then my demons.
I'm bigger then these bones." Drop.
"And all the kids cried out please stop your scaring me i can't help this awful energy.
God damn right, you should be scared of me.
Who is in control?" Drip
"And though the kids cried out please stop your scaring me
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me." Drop
The sound of your blood hitting the ground reaches your ears as the new cut ooze multi-colored blood. Rad, purple, green, pink, black, orange. Blue, silver, peach. The colors flow down your arm, and soon black invades the edges of you vision. You smile softly, glad that this hell inside you head was finally coming to an end.
"Who is in control?"
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