A game of truth or dare brought us together? {Fell! Palette x Fell! Goth}

Chapter 12

-Fell Goth's POV-

I woke up before everyone else... I had flashbacks of the first sleepover we went to when I woke up early.

-FlashBack-

"Why are you up this early?" Error had sighed.
I didn't respond.
"I said...why are you up this early!?!" He seemed a little angry.
I flipped him off and continued to read. Next thing I knew I was pinned to a wall by my neck with an angry Error in my face. I sighed and coughed as he held my neck. Soon everybody started to wake because of how much noise me and Error were making...mostly Error. Error had tightened his grip on my neck.
"G-gah!" I was choking right now.
"E-Error stop choking fell! Goth!" Ink had yelled.
Error let go of my neck as soon as ink had yelled, I grabbed my neck and coughed and gasped for air . Ink looked terrified. Error had hugged her.
"Ink I'm so sorry"
"..." Ink didn't say anything.
Fell! Palette ran towards me and hugged me. Are you alright goth? I nodded and continued to cough.

-FlashBack End-

I grabbed my neck, feeling how painful that morning was. I growled and shrugged it off as I tried to go back to sleep.
As soon as I fell asleep I had a nightmare.

-nightmare began-
I saw Fell Palette walk towards me, very ill and tired.
"Goth."he said.
"Y-yes palette?"
"I-I'm sorry, we're breaking up" he scoffed.
I began to cry. Soon, he fell into my arms, coughing blood and black stuff. I panicked.
"p-palette?!" I cried.
He soon stopped breathing. He looked lifeless as he turned to dust in my arms. There was a waterfall of tears rolling down my cheeks.
I got up and ran, hugging Palette's blood stained hat. I can't believe that happened! No!

-depressing things right now skip if you are bothered by this -
I collapsed on my bed, still crying and sobbing my eyes out. I wiped my tears with my sleeve. I looked at my scarred wrists and arms. I had an idea...a very terrible idea. I grabbed a razor blade. I looked at wrists one last time. And began to cut into the bone, blood peered through the pierced bone. I winced in pain but kept going. I stopped once blood was dripping onto the floor. I cleaned up and bandaged it up. I hid the bloody blade under my bed.

-DEPRESSING SHIZ END-
I walked to grab palettes hat until. "BAM!" The sound of a gun filled my skull, telling me to wake up. I hear a scream, very familiar... I saw Fell Geno. Laying on the floor with blood seeping into the carpets. Everything went in slow motion. NO! Nonononono GOTH WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

-nightmare end-

My eyes shot open. I woke up sobbing. Palette hugged me, as everyone in the room. Stared. I felt really uncomfortable. Then they hugged me.
"Shhh, it's okay" they all said, in sync with a comforting voice.
I calmed down and bit and hugged Fell Palette tighter. I sobbed even more, knowing what happened to my love...The love of my life. He pat my back in a comforting way. The looked at me and offered me anything. I politely decline their offer and continued to hug Palette. He smiled.
"It's okay Gothy" he whispered. "Everything is okay".
He made assured me that everything was okay. I cuddled up to him, still not letting go of the tall bean.

-Fell Palette's POV-
I comforted my love, as he hugged me, never letting go. Hah. He's cute. That nightmare must have scared him to DEATH. No pun intended. He shook badly. I pulled the blanket over us and held him close. I was never going to let him go until he KNEW everything was okay.

-A half hour later-
Goth was still cuddled up to me, as classic me and his Goth took pictures and giggled. I growled and held Gothy even closer. I sighed and covered our heads up in the blanket. I kept a hand out and flipped them off. That shut them up quickly. When it was time to go, I teleported in my bed with Goth. Still cuddling and holding him tight. Seems like he fell asleep. I scooted away from him and covered him up, as I we're still beside him. I kissed his forehead and walked downstairs. I sat on the couch and drank some whiskey. Cause why the hell not? I sighed after a few bottles of it, and became dizzy. I looked around and everything was spinning, and swirling. I stood up, which was a terrible idea. I stumbled a bit, and knocked a few things off the TV stand. I groaned.
"Why the hell did I do this" I thought. I shrugged and collapsed back onto the couch. I soon saw a black and red swirly figure standing on the stairs. I soon realized it was Goth.
"HHHEEyyyyy GoThY" I spat.
He released a long sigh. "Palette?"
"Eh?" I replied with a dumb answer.
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU DRUNK!?" He yelled.
He pointed to the six or seven empty bottles of whiskey on the table. I growled.
"I'm NOt DruNk, You'Re DrUnk" I glared at him.
He crossed his arm. "I'm drunk?" He questioned.
I smirked. "HeLl YeAh!"
He let out another long sigh.
"Come on, go lay down." He commanded.
"F*** nO" I scoffed.
He seemed to get tired of this, he grabbed my wrist. I yelped in surprise and tried to get out of his grasp. By now, I was acting like a small child. Maybe a four- year- old. He dragged me halfway to the room until I pushed him into a wall and put my arms on both sides of his skull. He blushed madly.
"P-palette what are y-you doing?" He stuttered.
I didn't answer, but replied with a smirk. I kissed him, and he tried to push me, but soon grew into the kiss, and kissed back. I stared into his only good eye and became completely lost in them.
"I-I F***iNg LovE yOu GotHy" I said.
He rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, I love ya too" he sighed. He began to drag me to the bedroom again.
"nOOoOooOo" I groaned.
"You're. Going. To. Lay. Down!" He gritted.
He was finally able to take em to the bedroom and slam me on the bed,
"Sleep." He commanded.

(WooOooO a new chapter! Haha....yay.)