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((here's a depressing oneshot. Also to prevent some confusion at a certain part of the story; Daniel likes to call Karl either his little lamb or his little crow)

Karl's POV
I sat in the kitchen, alone. Daniel was on the couch, talking with David and Hana, I sighed lightly and took a swig of the whisky I had in my hand. He didn't care, nobody cared.... NOBODY CARED ABOUT ME!! I put my head on the table and began to cry silently, I heard someone enter the kitchen, so I quickly wiped my tears away and sat back up. It was Vixina who'd entered the Kitchen, she went to the fridge and opened it.

"Karl, you really need to stop drinking... It's bad for you.." Vixina pulled some carrots out of the fridge and closed it, before turning towards me.

"I don't care...." I muttered, glancing at her.

"Karl.... Please... I worry about you..." Vixina's ears flopped down over the sides of her head.

"Vixina. I said I. Don't. Fucking. Care!!" I glared at her as she flinched from my words before quickly leaving the kitchen. I sighed and stood up, my hand brushing the gun on my belt, I walked out of the kitchen and towards the door.

"Karl? Are you okay?" I heard Daniel ask, I felt him place his hand on my shoulder, so I shrugged it off.

"I'm fine Daniel." I growled, more venom in my voice than I meant to have.

"Are you sure? You've been-"

"DANIEL!! JUST SHUT UP!! OKAY!?! I SAID I'M FUCKING FINE AND THAT MEANS I'M FINE!!! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" I stormed out of the house and slammed the door. I then realized what I had just done, I just yelled at Daniel.... I dropped to my knees and began crying again. He won't forgive me, I bet he won't.... I thought, pulling out my pistol. I stood up and began walking, I walked until I reached the old abandoned shack. It was in worse condition than last time I was here. Part of the roof had collapsed, and the windows were broken.

I walked inside and sat down on the mattress in the corner, I loaded and cocked my gun, before raising it to my head. "Goodbye... Daniel... Goodbye.... Vixina..." I stopped, I'd forgotten completely about Nyne, I was a terrible father. "Goodbye Nyne.... I hope Daniel will be a better father than me... The world will be better without me..." I pulled the trigger, the last thing I remembered was seeing someone enter the shack.

Daniel's POV

I stared at the door for a few minutes, shocked at what just happened.... He yelled at me... Karl yelled at me... Something was definitely wrong, Karl would never do that... I quickly walked out the door, I couldn't see Karl, so I headed in a random direction, towards the back of the park.

I soon arrived at the abandoned shack, I heard a gunshot and I rushed inside, watching as Karl fell to the side. His gun fell to the ground, making a light clacking sound. I slowly walked over to him, I wanted to look away from the bullet wound.... But I couldn't... I dropped to my knees, next to his lifeless body, tears streaming down my face. He was dead.... My little crow was dead... I picked his body up, and cried, I stood up after a few moments and began to head back. I stopped as a small thought popped into my head. I couldn't let Nyne see this... Seeing this scene in person was worse than simply seeing it in a vision.... I set Karl's body down and pulled out my phone, I pulled up my messages and texted Vixina

Vixina... Something terrible happened.... Karl shot himself... I need you to come over here...

I stared at the screen as Vixina's reply almost immediately came up.

What!?!? Where are you!? I'm on my way!!

I quickly texted back.

About halfway between the abandoned shack and the house.

I put my phone back, sat down, and just stared at Karl's body. I should have helped him, I should have seen the signs.... I should never even had that argument with him.... Or this wouldn't have happened..... I'm sorry... My little crow...

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