Changing Errors Destiny

...Do It... Ch. 7

WARNING
CUSSING
SELF HARM

VOICES

CHAPTER SEVEN START
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Error's POV

Ink has been really nice to me. I hate to admit it but im starting to trust him. I feel bad though, like I'm invading his space.
Of course you are.
You're just a leach.
He obviously doesn't want to deal with you.
Dumbass.
I don't really listen to the voices as I have learned to ignore them when i am relaxed or under a low amount of stress. I've been getting a lot more paranoid though lately, maybe it's because i haven't fought in a while and my body and mind are expecting it, after all it has been almost a month since i fought someone. I was sitting in the living room on Ink's couch. I wanted to turn the TV on but I just couldn't figure out how to work it. I've watched Ink do it hundreds of times, Nightmare, Blue and the gang too. I just can't seem to get it right! So I walk to the kitchen where Ink is sitting at the table drawing, still holding the remote in my hand.
"Hey Inky?'' I asked. I immediately regret what I said. I-Inky? Whyd i say that? What if he doesn't like it? Am i gonna get in trouble?! What will he do!
"Inky?" he asked, seemingly confused.
"I-im s-sorry, im sorry, i'm sorry! I said frantically, waving my hands in the air, after I dropped the remote. I was closing my eyes back away a little.
"Hey! It's fine!" he reassured me.
"You're not m-mad?" I asked him, still a little afraid.
"No! of course not! It's a nickname! Why would i be mad?" he asked me faster this time.
"I d-don't think y-you'd like it." i said as tears threatened to all down my cheekbones.
"Hey... it's fine!" he said as he inched closer to me leaning down to my height. Being short can have its downfalls too.
"Can i?" he asked me. I'm confused but whatever, he promised not to hurt me.
"W-will it hurt?" I asked to make sure.
"No, it wont." he said calmly.
"Okay." I said shyly back.
Ink then proceeded to take his hand slowly pulling forward to mine. I get kind of scared as it gets closer and as it's about to touch I clench my sockets closed. I yelp once he grabs my hand. It didn't hurt, it just scared me.
"A-are you okay?" he asked.
"m-mHm." I said, still closing my eyes and clenching my fist and Ink's hand by accident.
He slowly grabbed my other; closed hand making me flinch again and clenching my eye sockets tighter.
"Hey. relax.." he said to me.
I shook my head kind of fast and took deep breaths. I slowly opened one eye, noticing the 'ERROR' signs disappear from my view. My grip slowly loosened and I opened both my eye sockets to see Ink smiling at me lightly. I smile a very small smile.
This is stupid.
Pathetic.
Destroy!
You're useless.
My faint smile immediately fell.
What would happen if FATE got a hold of you?
My breath hitched at that and glitches started up a bit. Ink clenched my hand a little tighter but not enough to hurt. It calmed me down. I looked at Inks gace again and it showed a lot of concern.
"S-sorry." I said to him.
"No! It's okay! What happened?" he asked me.

Ink's POV

"-What happened?" I asked him.
"I-i uh- um-"
"You don't have to tell me." I said, cutting him off.
"N-no it's fine." he said back to me.
"I-i have th-these..." it took him a second to get it out. "Voices. They're, j-just kind of m-mean. They like to remind me of things. L-like her. They like to call me names too, and they can hurt me. They like to scream. They tell me to destroy. They'd help me sometimes though too, like in a fight if i was gonna get hit and it would be hard to recover from, they would tell me where it was coming from. Or they would tell me the situations I'm in if i don't understand what's going on." he slowly sat down on the ground. This poor skeleton, at least they would kind of help. He doesn't deserve this, and the fact that he's looking on the bright side is sad. He's too sweet for this multiverse.
"Thank you for telling me."" i told him
He just looked at me and then my whole world was created. He gently closed his eyes and gave me a small, simple smile. A real one. I move our hands together and interlock our fingers. We sat there for a few silent minutes, his hands in mine. I was just staring at his face while he started at our hands.
"What were you gonna ask me?" I asked.
"I was wondering if you could show me how to use the remote?" he asked.
"Of course!" I said back.
"T-thanks..." he said shyly.
I helped him up, still holding his hand. I let go of his left hand still holding the right one. I pick up the remote and lead him to the living room. He walks into the living room and we sit on the couch.
"Alright this is how you turn it on." i said to him showing which button to press. I hand him the remote and he gently takes it from my hand. He pressed the button that was supposed to turn on the TV. he immediately jumped up from the couch and held his hands in the air with a huge smile on his face.
"Yeah!"
He sounded so joyful. I dont think ive heard much of that tone coming from him.

Errors POV

I'm so happy! I finally got the remote to work! Is been about an hour since i got it right and i still remember which button it is. Ink went into his room and i went into mine. I was making a puppet of Ink right now. I already had one but i accidently got marrow on it when I got back from a fight once so it's kind of ruined. I also have a better look at Ink now since I don't normally see what he had looked like when he was genuinely happy. He's also in his own element so i can get a better idea of how i want to sew him. It's looking pretty good though and it makes me happy.
Thats ugly.
What are you doing?
Why are you trying?
He'll hate it.
'I know that. But i like it.'
I don't know why.
You know what you have not done in a while?
'I know.'
Do it. Just 5. Come on!
Yeah! Do it!
'I-i don't know.'
Come on! It'll be fun!
It'll feel good!
'I shouldn't'
It'll be fine!
Do it.
Do it!
They all just started chanting 'Do it!' in unison.
'Okay! But after Ink goes to bed. I don't want to get caught.'
Yeah!
Now all i have to do is wait for Ink to go to bed and i can do it. Luckily i have something for it so i don't have to use anything of Ink's.

(3 HOURS LATER)

There was a knock on my door.
"Can i come in?" it was Ink.
"Y-yeah.'' I kind of yelled. At least enough so he could hear me.
Ink opened the door and came in. He sat on my bed.
"I'm going to sleep okay?"
"Okay." i said back to him.
"When are you going to sleep?"
"Hm?" I asked him.
My stats for some reason don't say that i don't need to sleep, or eat. He already knows I don't eat anything but chocolate so he tries to get me as much as he can. I don't think I ever told him that I don't sleep. He probably thinks that I just dont sleep a lot, considering the fact that I'm always either awake in here or out somewhere in the house when he falls asleep or wakes up. I also leave notes if I go somewhere like outertale.
"When are you going to sleep?" he asked again.
"Oh! I don't need sleep.'' I told him simply.
"What?" he asked me.
"Yeah, i don't need sleep. It w-wasnt really convenient when i d-destroyed. I could have slept but I g-grew a t-tolerence to it-t, since I also would get n-nightmares from sleeping. Nightmare couldn't c-control them so I just kind-d of gave up on it. Besides i only e-ever got about twenty m-minutes a-anyway."
Ink was just looking at me like I just said something unnatural. I mean I did but I'm sure some other skeletons can do it. Right?
You're just a freak.
Weirdo.
Get this over with.
Yeah.
"I-i don't know what to say. How can you survive?"
"It's what the a-anti-void does t-to anyone."
"Oh." Well I'm headed to bed. Goodnight."
"Night i-ink."
Wait about an hour.
'Ok.'

(AN HOUR LATER)

You know what to do.
I went to the desk in my room and pulled out my small wooden box. I took out the key from another drawer and opened the box. It was filled with dolls of my brothers, some yarn and needles, a picture of me and my Au, a note from Destiny, bandages, and some razors. I take out one of the razors and bandages, closing the box, putting the key in my pocket. I walk out of my room checking to see if Ink is out there and once I see he's not I walk to the bathroom shutting the door behind me. I lift up my sleeve.
Do it.
Come on.
I hesitated for a moment.
Do it dammit!
You know you want too.
Just five.
I slowly put the razor up to my arm looking over all the scars from the times i did this previously. I run the razor across the bottom of my arm slightly wincing in pain. I place it up a bit further and cut another one. I repeated this a couple of times.
Good job Error.
Yay!
I turn on the cold water and put my arm under it quickly. I hurt a little. I like the way it makes my arm feel numb though. That numbing feeling was perfect. I take my arm out from under the water and dry it off. I start to put the bandages on my arm. I slowly open the door. I wince when my hand touches the door as a spike of pain waves through my arm. I slowly and quietly walk to my room and shut the door behind me, walking to my bed and falling on it. I lay there just staring at the ceiling.

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CHAPTER SEVEN END

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