Now suffer

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Destroy/ decay/ disappoint/ delay
You've suffered then, now suffer unto me

               •Joey's point of view•

I can tell (Y/N) doesn't want me anywhere near her.
I can feel the tension between me and her.
She's so scared.

I stand up and walk out of the room.

I open the door to my basement and walk down the steps.
I flick on the lights to my studio room and walk over to my drum kit.

I need to clear my head a little so I can decide how to approach (Y/N) with out scaring her even more.

I pick up my drum sticks and start playing.

I decide on playing The Virus Of life.

I hit the drums on time, never missing a beat.

My foot presses down on the peddle skillfully.

I hit the symbols and I feel a feeling of satisfaction over take me.

Suddenly I hear a knock on the door.

I look up and see (Y/N) leaning against the door frame with a blanket wrapped around her.

I set my drum sticks down and stare at her.

"Uh, I think I'm going to go to sleep. Do you just want me one the couch?" She asks.

I shake my head and stand up quickly.

"I'll show you the guest room," I tell her as I walk past her through the door.

I hear her smaller footsteps behind me as I walk back up the stairs.

I walk up another flight of stairs towards the top floor.

When I walk down the hall I stop at the guest room and pop the door open.

"Here," I tell her.

She steps into the room and looks around.
I can tell she think it's nice.

"Thanks," she grins.

I nod and walk away.

Suddenly I hear footsteps following me.

"Um Joey," (Y/N)'s voice says.

I stop and turn around so I can look at her.

She bites her lip nervously.

"Can one of the cats sleep with me?" She asks.

I chuckle.

"Yeah," I tell her.

She smiles and walks downstairs ahead of me.

I walk into the living room and grab myself something to eat.

I smile as she picks up Mokey and walks back upstairs.

I grab some Chinese food and walk back into the basement.

I sigh. I wish things could go back to the way they where.
I desperately want to cuddle with (Y/N) or at least share another kiss.

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