Keep my Secret (pearlmethyst fanfic)

3. Past

Amethyst PoV

I came back into the temple with Steven. Pearl had stopped dancing due to Connie's arrival, and she luckily hadn't noticed that I had been watching a little before.

"Hello Steven. Hello Amethyst. Connie told me that you two were talking outside," Pearl said kindly.

"Yo, I think I'm gonna take a nap," I pulled out casually.

Little did P know that we were talking about her outside.

"Okay. Have a good nap, Amethyst."

Pearl is literally a perfect angel.

I really hope nothing happens to her.

It's fine, really, because if anything even tries to touch my Pearl, they'll feel the wrath of a million suns.

I entered my room and laid down once I got to the end (where Pearl's junk falls into my room). 

I closed my eyes and entered the realm of sleep.

Pearl PoV

Amethyst and Steven entered the house. "Hello Steven. Hello Amethyst. Connie told me that you two were talking outside."

"Yo, I think I'm gonna take a nap," Amethyst replied. It seemed like something was bothering her.

But I'm seriously in no place to judge if she's okay or not. I can barely handle my own emotions, let alone someone else's.

I still wish sometimes, though, that Amethyst will finally decide to open up and talk to me.

Amethyst always bottles up her emotions... she needs to find a way to let them out, but in a safer way not only for herself but for all of us.

I hope she can learn how.

"Okay. Have a good nap, Amethyst."

Amethyst walked into the temple, and afterwards I found that I'd like to go into my room and... organize my swords. Nothing else. 

Definitely not going to try to see if Amethyst is doing something else.

"I think I'll go as well. Have a good day, you two. Remember about tomorrow's training!"

I enter my room quickly and actually do try organizing my swords... but I stayed unnecessarily quiet, just to see if I could hear anything from Amethyst's room.

Amethyst PoV

I drifted through the Kindergarten easily. I knew this place like the back of my hand.

As I went through, I could hear some weird noises, but I ignored them.

The Kindergarten gets weirder and weirder every time I show up here.

I reached my hole, and looked at it. 

Defective. Weak. Overcooked runt.

These ran through my head, as well as images of Jasper... both in her 'perfect' form and in her corrupted form.

There was a loud noise behind me, and I whipped around. (get it?)

But I couldn't pull out my whip... and when I looked down, I was in my first form.

Then a hand grabbed my neck an picked me up off of the ground.

"A-ah!" My younger self cried.

"Heheheh. Lookie what we've got here," said a big quartz. She was pretty much the definition of terrifying. 

"Yeah, looks like she was overcooked."

The grip tightened. "What do you think we should do with her, 'Kindergarten Quartz that Could?"

That sounds familiar...

"Put er' outta her misery."

"Heh... my pleasure."

Then the grip tightened more, and I cried out for help.

I screamed for the first person that come to my mind, as I didn't feel like I was being forced to say something anymore.

And only one name could come to my mind.

"G-gah- HELP! HELP ME! P-PEARL!"

The opposing quartz summoned her weapon.

An orange helmet.

"HELP!"

But nobody came.

Then... I felt shaking on my shoulders.

I snapped awake.