||TW- SUICIDE AND IMPLIED SELF HARM||
He couldn't believe it. After all the time they'd been together, he finally left. He thought he wasn't "good enough" for him. He'd fucked up, said the wrong thing, and now the one person he loved was out the door and gone.
Those thoughts plagued Dave's thoughts every night, causing him to get little to no sleep every time he tried. He was putting his work life over everything just to keep himself from spiraling down into the deep hole that was depression, but it still didn't fill the empty, gaping hole that his lover had put there when he left.
He'd slowly deleted Karkat from his life after he left, but even after he did that, Karkat was never fully gone. Especially the words that he'd said to Dave before he went.
"'Not good enough'? 'Not good enough' you say? Damn right I'm not good enough for you! I only loved you because you made ME feel loved! I felt like I fucking belonged somewhere for once! And now you're taking what's left of my heart and carving it out in front of me??!! If you're just going to treat me like one of your playthings, then I'm OUT! GOODBYE STRIDER, YOU FUCKASS!"
Karkat's leaving speech ran through Dave's head time after time after time. He couldn't get it out. It just wouldn't leave. It haunted him everywhere, it was the one thing that cut him deeper than he could have ever imagined. He kept up his cool-kid facade in front of people, but the people around him still noticed something was off. His smirk was dimming, he wasn't on his a-game for insults and witty banter, and it was all very un-Dave-Strider-like.
But for Dave himself, it was a nightmare. It was like a giant black-hole that just kept pulling him in and he had to fight it. It was bullets. Bullet after bullet, thought after thought, and it just kept pushing him deeper into the dark, until one day...
he snapped.
He just couldn't take it. It was too much for him to take anymore, he just couldn't keep it up anymore. He'd hurt himself in the past for what he did- and the scars still showed it- but he just fell and broke.
He'd had a rope in his closet for a while now, but he didn't know he was going to use it so soon. He tied it up, hung it, then put his "necklace" on and kicked the chair out.
He'd said it before, and he knew it still held.
"I'd rather die than be without you."
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OOOOHHH BOY HI WELCOME TO THE FEELS TRAIN FREE RIDES.
Haha, anyway yep. We've got a dead Strider now.
Who wants aftermath?
I think I'll just do it for fun....
Anyway, I sat down and did this all in one sitting because it's 8:04 AM where I live and no one's awake so CHAPTERS!!!
*Random thought* I went from fluff to angst in one chapter.
It's gonna be that type of book.
Sorry.
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Homestuck Oneshots
FanficIs Homestuck even alive anymore? Haha, I guess even if this doesn't get any reads, it'll still be something I can just do as a hobby. Anyway! Oneshots! With the Homestuck characters! Ships and x readers! Feel free to request anything!
