Homestuck ~Karazee~

Sober -Chapter 2-

Karkat snapped out of it, and pushed himself away from Gamzee quickly. He slid back to the other side of the bed, and scrambled to sit up. He thought that calming Gamzee down would help him resist the voices, but it seemingly did the exact opposite. The moment he stopped fighting against them he gave in.
"awww come on Karbro thats kind of motherfuckin rude." Gamzee snapped his fingers and patted the spot next to him.
"why don't ya come on back motherfucking over here? I'm not gonna hurt you." Gamzee chuckled deeply and tapped his finger impatiently on the spot he had designated for karkat to sit on.

Karkat let out a shaky breath as he tried to think of a plan to get Gamzee back to 'normal'- but he was drawing a blank. All he could do now was try and keep him relatively positive, and not get his fucking throat ripped out. Karkat slowly slid back over to where he had been sitting with Gamzee previously. 
"there you go motherfucker!" Gamzee put his arm around Karkat, and rubbed his shoulder rather roughly. 
"You know- you feel pretty tense motherfucker, why don't you-" Gamzee tightened his grip on Karkat's shoulder, and pushed him back onto the bed "relax~" 

Karkat closed his eyes tightly as he was abruptly pushed backwards, it didn't hurt or anything but it scared the shit out of him every time Gamzee made a sudden movement. He propped himself up on his elbows, and shot a glare at Gamzee. 
"dude I'm fucking fine just stop pushing me around!" Karkat grumbled a bit, and went to go sit back up when he felt Gamzee's hand on his chest, pushing him back down. Karkat closed his eyes tightly, and made a sound similar to a *oomfph*. Gamzee kept pressure on Karkat's chest as he climbed on top of him. The smaller troll started to tremble slightly, he placed his hands on Gamzee's chest and pushed against him. He cleared his throat and tried not to show the tremble in his voice.
"Get the fuck off-a me you bumbling idiot!" Karkat growled slightly and dug his nails into the fabric of Gamzee's shirt. Gamzee snapped at him, and ripped his hands away shoving them back down onto the bed.
"don't you MOTHERFUCKING DARE try and push ME away" Gamzee had this growl, and hoarse undertone in his voice that could sent a shiver down anyone's spine. Karkat drew back slightly, the amount of frustration, and fear he felt was overwhelming. Gamzee had never really gotten this physical towards him before so Karkat wasn't sure how to deal with this. So he would do the only thing he knew how to do when Gamzee got out of control. 
"shhhh..." Karkat wiggled his wrist around, and maneuvered it out of Gamzee's grasp. He reached his hand up, and patted his cheek softly.
"shhhhhh" Karkat hummed softly, and closed his eyes for a moment as he shushed his friend, and hoped for the best.

Gamzee paused for a moment as if he was stunned, but that pause didn't last for very long. He suddenly snapped out of the trance, his pupils slimmed down to a sliver. Gamzee's expression changed from soft and comforting, to once of malice and lust. A smug grin spread across his face and he grabbed Karkat's wrist, digging his nails into the smaller troll's skin. Karkat's eyes flickered open quickly, and his body tensed upon contact. 
"Don't think that little motherfucking trick will work on me any more~" Gamzee slurred his words together in a raspy husky mess of a sentence. He shoved Karkat's hand into the bed and earned a yelp from the mutant as his crimson blood dripped onto the sheets. He squirmed, and tried once again to wiggle his hand free, but this time Gamzee was holding on much tighter than he had been previously. Each twist and turn his wrist made, the more it forced Gamzee's claw like nails deeper underneath his skin, causing more fluid to flow down onto the once clean sheets. 

"G-Gamzee!? What the fuck are you doing that shit hurts let go! I swear to fucking gog this has gone too fucking far!" Karkat's voice cracked a few times through his words. The shushing didn't work. He tried to calm his companion, and failed- what was left for him to do now? He was pinned between a rock in a hard place with no signs of Gamzee calming down anytime soon.
"Look Gamzee.." Karkat cleared his throat and took in a deep yet shaky breath.
"If you let me go I'll listen, and stop fighting just, calm the fuck down a bit..We can sit down, talk this shit out, and have some Faygo?" Karkat wondered if this proposition would appeal to the REAL Gamzee. The Gamzee he knew oh so well, and took the liberty of caring for.
"ohhhh Karbro we're WAY motherfucking past that shit. You had your chance at getting out of this, and FAILED. If you were meant to all up and get out, it would have happened already~ This is motherfucking MEANT to be!" Gamzee cackled loudly, switching the hand he used to pin Karkat down with his forearm. He ran his rough but gentle hands down the side of Karkat's face. Gamzee let his smile change from one filled with hostility to one laced in kindness.
"Karbro?" Gamzee let his tone be free of hoarse, and be filled with lighter more goofy intentions. 

Karkat's eyes widened a bit, followed by a bright sincere smile. with a quick yank on both of his hands he pulled himself up, wrapping his arms Around Gamzee tightly.
"fuck you're back! holy shit we need to find you pie right away...I'm sure there's some sopor somewhere- maybe we can even just have you chill out, and watch a movie or something to tide you over until we find a long term solu-" Karkat's ramble was quickly hushed, and replaced with a loud yelp when he felt a sharpness followed by immense pressure on his shoulder.
"A-Agh! Fuck GAMZEE!?" Karkat let go of Gamzee, before he could fall back he felt Gamzee grab his hip with one hand, and the other placed in the center of his back for a more secure support system. 

Gamzee slowly pulled his mouth away, licking his lips slowly "Candy red~" He whispered whilst pecking Karkat's cheek. Karkat almost impulsively landed a punch smack dab in the middle of his stomach. Gamzee tensed up and let go of karkat, dropping him back down on the bed. The larger troll rolled over on his side, and winced rolling around in pain
"Motherfuck! owww shit! UGH!" Karkat took this as his change to get away. He sat up before turning his head slightly towards the door 'if I could just get out of here- I would be able to lock him in my room until he calms down...Isolation seems to be the only answer' Karkat thought to himself. He slid to the edge of the bed, pushing himself up as he made a run for the door. 

It wasn't long before Gamzee noticed that 'Karbro' wasn't in bed anymore. Gamzee pushed through his new-found stomach pain, and sat up grabbing the nearest projectile which happened to be a rather heavy figurine. He threw this object towards Karkat's legs, knowing that he would hit him spot on. Predictably Karkat fell down to his knees, before he even knew what hit him *literally*. He winced, writhing in pain on the ground from being struck by the unknown object. The air was filled with sounds of Karkat's sobbing, not only from the pain of the object thrown, but as well as the pain of knowing he was so close to escape. The issues he had caused during his attempted hit and run, would surely result in more agression being taken out on him, in whatever shape or form Gamzee pleased. Karkat may be skilled in combat, but what was it worth if he was being pinned by a stronger troll, and with no weapon to defend himself with. He seemed like a lost cause.

Gamzee slowly picked himself up off the bed, limping his way over to karkat. He stood over the troll's small feeble looking body 'pathetic' Gamzee thought to himself. He knelt down over Karkat, cocking his head to the side seemingly in confusion.
"so...You thought you could just PUNCH me. And get away with it huh? You must be motherfucking tripping yo. Because on ANY MOTHERFUCKING DAY that shit won't fly." Gamzee reached down, grabing Karkat by the colar of his shirt. He picked up his bestfriend lovingly, and held him with care. Gamzee walked him over to the bed, setting him down on the now distressed sheets. The highblooded troll climbed back on top of Karkat, and leaned down placing a loving kiss on his quivering lips.

Karkat trembled slightly, as the thought of pain left his mind, whilst being replaced with confusion. Why did Gamzee keep switching from being bitter, and harsh to being so loving, and gentle. It didn't make any sense-were both the real Gamzee, and the voices telling him to do the same thing. Just by taking a different aproach. Gamzee had only ever displayed pale feelings towards Karkat, thus their quadrant status of Moirail. Could both sides of Gamzee feel pity towards Karkat?


|| Sorry no smut this chapter. Next time though for sure. ;} I hope you have enjoyed this story so far, i'm kind of really fucking invested in it, so you should expect fairly regular updates. Have a good morning, afternoon, or evening. See you in the next chapter!||