Don't Let Me Be Gone

Seventy Nine

TRIGGER WARNING : swearing, kinda mention of Ignorance's death (like how he died), alcohol, aNgSt

Remus POV
I stumbled out the Pit, in absolute shock.  I shut the door behind me and slid down it. 

I stared numbly ahead of me, tears now caking my cheeks.  How do you react to something like that?

Ignorance lies to me for 10 plus years about his feelings about me.  Ever since Corruption showed up, the entire time we were in the Pit, and all the time after being released. 

I picked myself up and slowly made my way down the hallway.  After almost falling down the stairs multiple times, I reached the first floor.

Thankfully no one else was downstairs.  I was alone.  And for once I was happy about that. 

No one needed to see me in this state. 

I pulled myself up onto the counter and sat criss-cross-applesauce.  I summoned up a bottle of very expensive and strong alcohol.

I opened it with eased practice and quickly took a swig of it.  The alcohol burned on the way down. 

I summoned up a case of beer.  I grabbed a bottle and opened it.  I gulped down an entire bottle, relishing in the difference between the beer and alcohol.

I probably looked even more hideous than normal now.  Crying, my eyeshadow streaks down my face.  Messy hair.  Disgusting face. 

I don't know how to feel.  I miss Ignorance.  But I also hate him for what he did.  But no one deserves to die like that.  The worst part is that Sides don't reform.  That part of Thomas is gone forever now. 

It's kinda sad, but the more I drank.  The more I realized that the bastard deserved to die like that. 

An hour, three bottles of alcohol, and one and a half cases of beer later, everything was a happy dull. 

I was laying on my back on the counter now.  I cried more.  I missed Ignorance.  I'll never get to see him again.  Why couldn't he let me save him?

"Remus?"  Came Roman's voice.  "What are you doing?"

"Ro-Ro!"  I said happily, sitting up.  "My fav bro-bro..." 

I started laughing at myself and the rhyme.  I rolled off the counter and onto the floor.  I laughed at the pain. 

"Are you okay?"  Roman asked, standing next to me.  "How drunk are you?"

"Very.  I think." 

Roman let out a sigh.  It rang through my head, making my ears ring. I pulled myself to my feet. I swayed and fell over onto Roman.

"Okay, sit down." He said, pushing me down onto a chair. "What's going on? I haven't seen you this drunk in forever."

"Issac died." I said, than proceeding to burst into tears.

"Who's Issac?"

"Ignorance."

"Oh." Roman said before realization hit him. "Ignorance is dead?!"

"Yeah." I mumbled, leaning my head on the nice, cold table.

"How?!"

I than proceed to tell him everything. About Ignorance and our "relationship". About how Ignorance used me so I'd work for Corruption. About all the lies. About how Ignorance died, probably going into to much detail. And about my mask.