anxious -davekat fanfiction [humanstuck]

chapter seven

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I FORGOT THIS WAS A THING WTF WHY CANT I SPELL HAhs IM GONNA CONTINUE IT NOW BLEHHHHhhhHHH

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[KARKATS POV]

i stared at the tv, tears streaming down my face. i was squeezing my pillow tightly as i watched my favorite romcom ever, The Princess Bride. it's so beautiful, such a good story, so moving. suddenly, i heard my laptop ringing. i checked to see who the he'll was trying to facetime me, it was, david, fuckjng, strider. i sighed and paused the movie, wiping my tears away. i answered and saw a pair of shades.
"hey kitkat!"
i rolled my eyes.
"why the fuck did you call me?"
"ohhhh no reasonnn"
i cocked my eyebrow and stared at him, moving around to get comfortable. as i moved my legs, i felt all the cuts on my stomach and thighs sting.
"wait, shit, why are you crying?!"
dave said in a panic as my face entered the screen.
"don't be so fucking dramatic, i was just watching a movie."
"what? seriously dude? you cry over movies?"
he said as he started to burst out laughing. i rolled my eyes and tried to get more comfortable but the fresh cuts only sting more, and i felt some of them start to bleed again. shit.

[DAVES POV]

i could tell that karkat wasn't comfortable. was it me? no, it must be something else. i stretched, suddenly getting a fresh breath of air. i've been wearing this fucking binder for too long. i need to take it off. it was late, 11:30pm to be exact.

we talked for the next few hours about god knows what. and by now karkat was half asleep, and so was i.
soon i fell asleep.

i felt dirk grab my shirt angrily.
"DAve! WHAT THE HELL!?"
i rubbed my eyes and looked at him confused, and suddenly noticed that i fell asleep in my binder. fuck. i turned my head to see my computer still on, a sleeping karkat there. his shirt had come up and you could see most of his stomach, there were so many bleeding cuts there. i felt my heart drop and quickly ended the call. i ran to the bathroom, leaving dirk there.
i thre my binder off, but suddenly noticed it. karkat self harmed. it was obvious. those scars were so new. maybe he was cutting right before i called him. i felt tears roll down my face. shit. i looked around and saw a needle that dirk used for piercing himself. i grabbed it and sat down on the ground, pulling my sleeve up and slowly cutting the skin right below my inner shoulder.

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soooo
how'd you guys like it? xD
i'm just kinda vibing sith this fanfic by now, probably hardly ever gonna update it, and never finish it lol