Video animatic up above and credit to the person who made it.The house was quiet, silence all around. I sat on the bottom of the stairs after yet another video was made. I didn't participate this time, and no one seemed to even notice. All alone with the event's of today playing in my head, and how no one really noticed me anymore. I guess they don't care for a fuck up like me.
I stand up, trying to maybe forget that last thought.
As i slowly approach to a table, i see a picture of all of us together. Everyone was smiling, arms on shoulders without a care in the world.
Then i shift my eyes to me.
A small watery smile, no very genuine but i tried.
As i was admiring that one happy moment, then suddenly scribbles appeared all over me in the picture. It startled me, causing the fragile frame to slip from my grasp.
The glass shattered, and i immediately felt a wash of panic. I keeled down to see if it was in anyway salvageable, but the damage was already done.
I got back up and walked away.
Now everyone is gonna be mad. Your such a clumsy fuck. Ruined the one thing that everyone shared.
A pang of guilt stabbed me in the chest, but before i could start my little pity party, i heard the others walked past me.
I looked up and they were all so happy and talking to one another.
Even Roman was there..
They continued on, as if i didn't exist.
Even my tiny admire for roman, a fanciful side that would never want some dark fuck up side..
My eyes became teary, so i rushed to the stairs to attempt to go back to my room. But i had a better idea in mind.
I slipped myself into the opposite world, the dark side. Where i was greeted by deceit, a man of always telling lies and corrupting others for his own pleasure.
"Ah, virgil. You've decided to come back so soon?" He said with a sly smirk on his scaly face.
"Yes.. Im not as needed up there as i thought.. You were right.."
"Tried to tell you ole friend, but you wouldn't listen. But now that your here, come join us." His smirk grew bigger, as his yellow gloved hand gestured to the darkness behind him.
I took a breath, and walked on in without another word.
Everything in here was so empty and black. It was kinda scary, because it's been awhile since I've been here.
Then Thomas was standing infront of me, and my eyes grew wide.
"Thomas! What are you doing here-"
"I trusted you!" He yelled.
I froze.
He.. Knows.
"I.. Im sorry-"
"I can't believe your a dark side! All this time i tired to be happy and accepting toward you but you never was a good side.. You weren't on our side.." He trailed off, his eyes full of confusion while glistening with tears.
"Thomas i can explain im so sorry." I try to apologize, but he wouldn't listen.
He then lunged at me, hands at my neck.
I didn't do anything.
No kicking, trying to scream, nothing.
I deserved this. I lied to everyone. My aura was nothing but anxious vibes to him, something he never liked. He was self conscious because of me. Turning down peoples invites and hang outs because of me.
All those nights of worrying over nothing, all because of me. So yeah, i was better off not being here anymore.
With the tears streaming down my pale face, i whisper;
"Im sorry.."
Then just like that, all that was left of me was shattered glass. Like the one from the picture frame.
"Good job Thomas. Now he's gone."
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I felt like making angst lol
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