Flippy And Fliqpy Roleplay!

SECTION 6: REUNION Part 6

Flippy sat in the shower, trembling and feeling more terrified than ever before.
He was trying frantically to clean the blood off his hands, still in a state of disbelief about what he'd done.
Suddenly, the memories came back, vivid as ever. And not just the memories from the fair. Memories from the battlefield. The bodies. The torture. Watching his brother waste away.
Flippy collapsed to the floor, shaking, eyes wild with fear, remembering. When the door rattled, he instinctively felt for his knife, but it wasn't there.

"Leave me alone!" he screamed, "Leave me alone!"

The door rattled again.

"Leave me alone!" he cried, "Or I swear I'll kill you."

And then he heard her voice. A girl's voice.

"...Flippy?"

And then the danger passed. It was only Flaky, after all. But the tears started, and they wouldn't stop coming,

"Flippy? Are you okay? You don't sound okay."

Flippy looked down at his hands, still slightly bloodied, and shook his head.

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Fliqpy entered the apartment with Splendid, and dropped the groceries off on the counter.

"I just got some instant ramen, would you want some?"

He asked and splendid nodded.

"Sure thanks."

The two stood in the kitchen waiting for the water to boil. Thankfully Splendid broke the awkward silence first.

"So how's your brother?"

He didn't realise it was the worst thing to ask at the time, but Fliqpy was good at acting.

"He's good, I think he's with his girlfriend right now. "

He answered and then poured the water into the cups, and the two walked over to the main room and sat on the floor opposite each other.

"So, you're ex military?"

He asked and Fliqpy froze.

"How have you figured it out?"

"You mainly wear camo clothes."

"Anyone can wear camo. But yes, I am an ex soldier. So is my brother. "

He said briefly but didn't continue, not wanting to go into details, and Splendid seemed to understand, and they changed the subject.
They continued chatting for a while, and eating their noodles. Well, at least splendid did. He didn't realise Fliqpy hasn't touched his. His stomach was in pain now, and he couldn't imagine swallowing any food now.

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Splendid looked up, and felt a little bit strange. Fliqpy wasn't eating. Despite offering the food, he didn't seem to want it himself.
He was probably waiting for it to cool, or something. Or maybe he had funny habits about eating in front of strangers. Splendid knew that sometimes, when you'd suffered from something as traumatic as army service, you coped in the little ways you could.
But it was irritating. He was particularly hungry then, even after polishing off his own bowl, and the smell of instant ramen was tempting his nostrils.
Suddenly, Splendid thought to look at Fliqpy's body. And he suddenly realised how very thin his new friend was.
What had happened to him during the war? Had he been a prisoner of war? Or was he doing this deliberately?
Should he be worried?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Fliqpy's ringtone.

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Fliqpy picked up and heard flakys panicked voice.

"Flippy is behaving odd again, Fliqpy what should I do?"

He didn't need to be told twice.

"Hold on I'll be right there."

He said and got up.

"Hey, my brother needs some help, so I have to go. Maybe we can meet up tomorrow? You can come over after your shift?"

Fliqpy said invitingly, and Splendid nodded.

"Sure I finish at 5, so I'll be here around 6."

He said and the two left the house. Fliqpy darted off towards his brother's house and was there in about twenty minutes. He got straight inside, their parents weren't in, he was kind of glad, so he made his way to the bedroom. Inside he saw Flippy lying on his bed, turned to the wall and curled up, while Flaky was sitting beside him. Fliqpy gestured for her to get out into the hallway and she followed him before he shut the door.

"Flaky, you've done good, but I want you to go home for tonight and get some rest. I'll take care of him for tonight, and text you in the morning alright?"

She looked like she wanted to refuse and stay but his look shut her up before words came. She nodded grimly and left. Fliqpy then went inside and saw Flippy, in the same exact position.

"Flip' come on, look at me."

He said as he crouched down besides the bed. Slowly and reluctantly, Flippy sat up still covered in the duvet. Fliqpy put a hand on his shoulder.

"I know it's not easy. But you have to try and talk about it."

He said and Flippy looked down. Of course he wouldn't want to. Fliqpy got a temporary way out to let his brother rest. He went into the bathroom and found three boxes of pills in the cabinet. Why his family had three boxes, he didn't know, but he took two pills out and then he walked back to his brother.

"Here take these, you should try and sleep. I'll stay here for the night."

Fliqpy said softly and his brother did as he was told. Fliqpy tucked him in bed and sat on the floor next to it, while he let Flippy doze off.

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Flippy was grateful he hadn't been taking sleeping pills for a while.
It had always been a struggle for him to go to sleep, and he rarely stayed that way. Sometimes it was nightmares that woke him up, sometimes it was noises. Sometimes, there was no reason at all. Sometimes, he'd reached for the box of sleeping pills, but when thought about his overdose, he'd thought better of it. He could have easily died.
He listened to his brother's breathing, felt his presence sitting next to him. It didn't matter what came out of the darkness. Fliqpy would protect him.

"Night, Fliq,"

Said Flippy, yawning.

"Night,"

Said his brother. Flippy's day had been tiring, among other things, and the pills were fast-acting. So he was asleep before his brother had the chance to say anything more.

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Fliqpy woke up in the morning with an achy back. Man, he fell asleep on the floor. How dumb. His brother was still asleep and he didn't dare wake him up. He left a note explaining that he went home and telling him to call him once he's awake and not hesitate to ask if he needs something. He jogged home but needed to stop for a moment. He felt more tired than usual and couldn't keep the pace up. He just had to stop. He walked the rest of the way and got into his routine. Listening to music and working out. He never liked to stop, if he did the thoughts and memories crept into his mind and it was awful. They were still there. And the razor was still tempting. But he knew he had to get out of the habits. He had to make sure his brother was okay after all. He had to keep strong to protect the ones he loves, forever.

For the next few days he kept on trying to train in between the time he met Splendid, which became more and more frequent. But his body was being annoying, he didn't know what to do, and besides some water with sugar and energy drinks he couldn't do a thing. It's been several weeks that he's been starving himself but he couldn't do anything about it. He was waiting for splendid to come over and decided to put on his jumper. He always covered himself as much as possible, to not let Splendid or anyone else see what he really looked like. He was more than ashamed of it. He then layed on his bed, and waited with the earbuds in his ears and music blasting through them. He felt a little too hot, but decided to ignore it. It would go away. Soon he heard the knock on the door, and made his way towards it, stumbling slightly for some reason, nevertheless happy as could be to see his blue haired crush.