I'm Still With You

Tangled Webs in Which We Weave

Tangled Webs in Which We Weave

(Vriska's P.O.V)

I can tell you why I did it. I won't because you know. You know my motive for pushing Pupa off a cliff. You know and I know, end of discussion...is it though? I'm not even sure. I heard that when a human male wants to date a female, he'll tease her. Am I like that though? Am I really just an insecure, naïve, girl? No way. I am not into Tavros, no way in Alternia am I into that shmuck! Right? Come on Vriska, pull it together, pull it together dammit! Am I really doubting myself? Come on, I'm Vriska Serket! I am never into Taaaaaaaavros! No matter how much I taunt him- am... am I crying?

(Not Vriska's P.O.V)

Vriska Serket was crying. Crying over a crippled, dead boy named Tavros Nitram. Which she swore she would never do, because she tried to make him stronger. Not make herself weaker, which is exactly what she did. She never had doubted herself till now. Never had Vriska believed her actions weren't certified. Only now, about the poor boy who dreamed of flying, did Vriska think she was going mad. Certifiably she was, and only know did she regret the tangled web in which she wove.

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AN: Sorry it's so short but whatever... you get insane Vriska