Be Karkat.
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As I slam my locker shut, I see the biggest fucking douche to ever have walked the earth. Dave-Fucking-Strider.
"Hey there Karkitty." He smirks while opening his locker which is sadly, right next to mine.
"Fuck off, and don't fucking call me that you douchemuffin!" I reply flipping him off. He just shrugs. God what is his fucking deal. Acting so cool all the time, fucking hipster, and those fucking stupid shades he wears all the time. Its fucking snowing, why does he need shades?!? It just pisses me off. I walk to my first class, already annoyed with the world, and sit in my usual seat in the corner by the window. It doesn't help that Strider is in almost all of my classes and insists on sitting near me in everyone of them, always passing me notes and getting me in trouble.
" Wwell today wwe wwill be learning howw..." My teacher nags on as I put my head down and drift off to slumber.
Worthless.
Puny.
Freak.
Disgusting.
Heartless.
Repulsive.
Those words echo around the darkness as I run. I don't know where I'm going. I don't know where I am. I run in the empty darkness looking for a way to escape.
I see something... Maybe a light... I run as fast as I can towards it. Its a meadow, and my mother's there. And all of my friends. I keep running... Almost there... They're cheering for me.
Then I fall.... Screaming for her.... Anybody.....
I jolt waking up at the bell, sweat running down my neck. Its always the same dream and I never make it.
"Hey Karkat you okay?" Dave says with an eyebrow raised over his glasses.
"Yeah, fan-fucking-tastic." I say grabbing my shit and almost running out the door to my next class.
YOU ARE READING
i dont know what im doing anymore
Randomso this is my first fic... haha (nervous sweats and gulp).... anyway its a human sadstuck featuring Dave and karkat warning: this fic will have sadness, self harm, death, romance, and the occasional smut *wink wink* I hope y'all like it :33 credit...
