At 10 today, I gave a call to Mituna. he hasn't picked up the phone in a week. I have no idea what's happened to him. I called at his house a few days ago but he wasn't in, he wasn't there yesterday either. I have a very bad feeling about this.
I called Kanaya a few times to talk it out. she had no clue either. I was in a dark mood and needed my honey bee. my parents know about it from Ashton.
I knocked on my brothers door and was met with a hug. his hugs where big and warm and full of the comfort needed at this time. I cried into his chest and he sat me down in his poofy chair and held my hand.
He was my only relief at the moment. of corse Kanaya and Karkat where my best friends but they weren't here in the flesh. I let out a sigh and decided to go for a walk.
I had turned a corner and heard the sound if a bike. on this bike was a certain greaser, full of hair gel and a scowl. he spotted me and pulled over.
"What's wrong doll?" he asked. I told him about Mituna. He turned pale and stopped talking I asked what was wrong and he shook his head. I gave him a 'tell me' look and he panicked.
"Cronus?" I asked "what's happened to Mituna?"
He fidgeted but then sighed, deciding he would tell me.
"I didn't know he would believe me!, I really thought he would prove me differently!"
"What did you do to Mituna!?" I yelled not caring about my ugly crying face.
"I-I said that you loved me! not him! I lied okay!?" he yelled back.
"Where is he?" I mumbled.
"I don't know." he replied.
That was it. I slapped him as hard as I could. he yelped and held his face. I stormed off towards Mituna's. once there I rammed on the door. Sollux opened the door. I asked where tuna was and he started to close the door. I stuck my foot in it and asked again.
I looked him in the eye and he sighed. he pointed upstairs. I raced in and mounted the stairs. The hallway was well lit but Mitunas door held a gloomy atmosphere. I knocked softly.
A drowsy groan was heard from inside. I opened the door slightly and saw a computer screen with a scruffy teen sat behind it. I cooed softly and his eyes shot up. He closed his laptop and jumped over the desk to run into me and hug me tightly.
I heard him crying. my honey bee was crying. I stroked his hair and shushed him. I told him I loved him so much it hurt. He looked up and kissed me. I kissed back with all I had and once he pulled back I just held on to him.
I told him to never listen to fish stick again and that what he says it a load of douch. he smiled and asked if I wanted to play just dance in his living room. I smiled and agreed.
I love my honeybee
I hate fish stick...
