Flippy And Fliqpy Roleplay!

SECTION 8: WINDS OF CHANGE Part 5

Fliqpy froze. He didn't know what to say. He tried to hide the shock, and walked up to Flippy.
"You know I love you. I wouldn't ever do that to you. I'll always protect you, you're my brother."
He said and they hugged he stayed like that for a while. He clenched his teeth to stop the sobs. So that's how it was...
He left the room to see a smiling Splendid but his face changed as soon as he saw his partners face.
" Let's go home. "
Fliqpy said and they left, hand in hand.
Once they were close to Splendid's apartment, the greenete stopped.
"Splendid, I'll see you later. I have to.... Go home and do something."
He said and left before the bluenete could protest. He got home and dumped the bag with his clothes on the bed. He locked the door and grabbed his razor.
He couldn't believe it. After all he did and tried he was still failing. Worse yet, he failed his brother. The one he always tried to protect...
That mission was when it all started. His obsession to get stronger. To protect his brother and his loved ones. And yet he failed over and over again no matter how hard he tried.
He was a failure.
He slashed his arm.
He couldn't do it.
He did it again. He could feel the blood running down his arm. He knelt down on the floor and continued. Before he knew it, he moved onto his second arm. The feelings inside made him sob more, he couldn't get a hold of himself, he didn't care if he would die, he deserved nothing less after doing what he did to his brother.
He was laying down on the ground in the puddle of blood, for who knows how long before he heard banging on the door.
"Fliqpy? Sweetheart, open the door... Please..."
Splendid. Of course he searched for him. It could've been hours.
Fliqpy didn't want to get up. But before he decided what to do, the door opened. Splendid had his own key afterall...
He looked at Fliqpy and his eyes went wide at the sight of his mutilated arms.
"Don't ...."
Fliqpy said, scooting back a bit.
"I don't... Deserve it..."
He said between sobs.
"My brother.... He doesn't trust me.... It's all my fault.... If I wasn't so weak..."
He started speaking rather incoherently.
"He had a nightmare.... And I didn't save him.... It's all my fault.... I'm too weak..."
He couldn't believe it still. How could he be such a burden. How could he fail his twin brother like this, put him through so much?
"I don't deserve a life..."
He added and then Splendid said something but the ringing in his ears and sobs didn't let him hear anything. He caught the word hospital though.
"No! Just leave me, I can't go to the hospital, my brother is there!"
He screamed and Splendid grabbed his wrists. He was getting weaker.
"Splendid, I deserve nothing less, just leave me be, I don't want to hurt my brother any more, I already put him through hell...."
He said but Splendid got closer and hugged him, not caring about all the blood surrounding the greenete. And the Fliqpy soon stopped resisting as he passed out in his arms.

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Flippy didn't know where all these pains were coming from.
His arms burned, as if they were getting sliced open. For a moment, he just looked at them, not knowing what was happening. And then he remembered.
His brother was being hurt. And all the times it had been his arms, he'd been hurting himself.
"Fliqpy!"
He thought about the dream Fliqpy, watching him die, face devoid of emotions. If he wasn't careful, he was going to do the same thing to his brother.
He sat up, and got out of bed. He opened the door, still wearing his hospital gown, and began to run,
"Fliqpy!"
The gown flapping behind him, he ran down the stairs, past doctors. He ran into the streets. He didn't know where his brother was immediately, but something told him it would more than likely be his house.
"Fliqpy! Fliqpy!"
He didn't care about the looks he was getting. He looked like an escaped mental asylum patient. Come to think of it, that's exactly what he was. He could feel the tiredness hit him - for Flippy had spent the past few days in bed. But he pushed on.
Eventually he reached the front door. It was locked, and Flippy didn't have a key. Undaunted, his arms still hurting from his brother's pain, he pounded on the door with all the strength he had.
"Fliqpy! Fliqpy!"