Worst Best Friend - Starters

Worst Best Friend

Chespin had been laying in Tepig's bed for what feels like years. He had just witnessed one of his friends get a hole through his head, that fucking doctor. 'Lying for a greater good', what kind of bullshit is that! He sliced his nose and killed his friend, Chespin should've just ended him.

Chespin felt the stitches around his nose, the bags under his eyes grew more apparent as the days progressed. Chespin looked and felt like literal trash, but nothing was worse than the feeling of losing two friends in one day.

Chespin felt the door creak, but he never looked to see who it was. Her voice was staggered and pitiful, more towards Chespin's pain and sorrow.

"Hey, um... I heard what happened." Braixen said, feeling a little nervous.

"Go away, I don't want to talk right now,"

"What do you mean? I'm here for you." Chespin was becoming exceedingly more frustrated. Why did she think taking those candies was a good idea?

"No, you're not. I don't know you," Braixen choked a little, she stared at her new figure. She regretted tasting that stupid rare candy so much, but time only moves forward. Too late to fix previous mistakes.

"Of course you do, don't be dumb-"

"Shut up, just leave me alone! Fennekin is dead and gone..." Braixen stumbled back.

"The only thing that's standing near me is a husk, nothing more than a shell of Fennekin! Why
did you think eating that was a good idea?"

"I DON'T KNOW! I'm only trying to help, you're being an asshole. What have you done with the Chespin I know?" Braixen put her hands on her hips in frustration, Chespin wasn't acting like himself at all today.

"I could say the same for Fennekin," Damn, could've seen that coming. Braixen had walked straight into that one. Chespin finally got up from the bed, staring directly into Braixen's eyes.

"Wow, you look awful..." Braixen examined his face. He was showing a pitiful display of being happy, more the opposite.

"Thanks for noticing, it's not like I'm depressed or anything."

"Okay (Gee, you're really being a drag right now). Just to change the subject, we can still be friends. Despite, my evolution..."

"No, it's over. You brought this upon yourself," Chespin hung his head low, he didn't want to do this. But Mudkip and Fennekin are dead, so why does it matter to him?

"I knew this was about my body," Chespin revealed his face, tears stretched across his face. Braixen had a look of horror, he was in so much pain.

"Not even close, so much fucking happened to me. I don't give two shits about your body, it's just a reminder of what being an idiot can do to you." Chespin got off the bed, his vision was blurry. His puffy eyes made him seem like he was crying for weeks. Chespin limped around, falling to his knees, Braixen tried to help him. Chespin only shoved her in response, he stood up and faced his dead friend.

"Why are you making this so difficult?! I'm only trying to help you, Chespin,"

"If you're trying to help, start being a better friend. *sniff* Fuck, why did my life become such a fucking joke? 'Hey, look everybody! It's Chespin, let's turn his life a living hellhole'."

"I knew coming here was a big mistake." Braixen let out a sigh, she fucking killed Chespin. This was all her fault, she should've never taken those.

"Hey, that reminds me! I think Bulbasaur saw the edges of hell once. Anyway, I think you should've never come see me. I don't want to talk to you, I want to talk to Fennekin."

"Fine, I'll leave."

"Okay, see you later worst best friend" Those words rang around in her head, 'worst best friend'... Braixen erupted into tears, running straight out of Tepig's house. Tepig walked into the room.

"Hey, what was that about?" Tepig asked.

"I don't know, I think it was a total stranger..."