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I walked into the elevator, its yellow lights blinding me as I went to a corner.
The players weren’t there at the moment as the rest of them were in the lobby..for some reason. I just wanted to get home after a long day of stealing peoples money and running from some fatass cops. I already almost got caught by one somehow.
I look at the elevators wall before it opened, revealing poob entering in. God, I’ll just HOPE to god that they won’t talk to me today because even if I’m in a good mood they always find some way of pissing me off somehow. Who knows what will happen since I’m already angry.
Their annoying vibrant hat with their stupid shitty ass smile. I just wanted to pluck that smile right off their annoying ass face. Maybe they’ll finally be quiet for once since they always rambled about their day or feelings. I never asked, for gods sake but when I say something back soemone will call me a bad person for getting fucking annoyed.
I’ll just hope I get off early.
I enter the elevator in happiness!! I had a great day today!? My best friends were there at the party and I had cake…cupcakes and a great time!! I even got to whack a piñata!!
Oh and look!! Even my bestest friend pest is there!! He doesn’t like me as much but I love him soooo much!! I would buy him chocolates if he desired them or bring them anything just for them to be happy!! He was always a grumpy person but I never minded it.
I’m gonna tell him about my day because I’m so happy!! I’m sure he’ll be happy aswell!!
“Pest..pest yoo hoo!!” Poob yelled. Pest was trying to ignore him for the rest of the elevator ride but pest couldn’t understand that. He continued ignoring poob until poob struck a nerve. Poob grabbed pests arm tightly. “peesstttt.. answer now!! I wanna ta-
“Can you PLEASE be fucking QUIET for a second??” Pest screamed out. Poob looked at pest with fear and confusion. Did they do something wrong?? “I was trying soo hard to ignore your ass all day but nooo!!! Your fucking annoying ass decided to annoy me with your high pitched toddler ass voice and shit. I do not give a FUCK about your day. I don’t wanna hear anything about your life, hell I didn’t even wanna be in it!! But your shitty ass decided to drag me along in it!! Fuck it, you even consider me as your friend for fucks sake. BUT FOR WHAT?? I swear to fucking GOD.”
Pest grabbed poobs arm with his claws and started putting his nails in it. Poob tried to pull back but pest wouldn’t budge his nails. It burned, so so much. It was starting to bleed to his bones. He probably had struck a nerve already. “s-stOP GH-!! IT HURTS PLEASE ILL STOP!!” Poob cried out but pest wouldn’t listen and go deeper. Poob felt like passing out and running away but it just ended up with pest throwing poob on the floor and leaving.
What did they do to deserve this?? They’ve never harmed pest in any way. Was it their personality?? Their body?? Their voice?? They knew they were annoying at times but were they as annoying to the point people wanted to hurt them??
Poob sat down on the corner far away where pest originally was 2 minutes ago. They sobbed and sobbed onto their arms until it was soaked with their tears. Blood also ran through their arms as they gripped it to somehow reduce the pain they were feeling. They felt like screaming and crying but also ripping their flesh apart into their arms until they were unrecognizable. They needed to change.
Change.
For people to like them, to actually talk to them in a normal way. They’ve noticed how some people ignored him for the way he acted, talked like and was too excited.
And that’s what they were gonna do.
Chapter 2: regret
Notes:
short part!!
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He looked at his claws. It had dried up blood on it from poob. Did he really do that?? Did he actually harm somebody?? Poob was only trying to talk to him. No, poob was being annoying for so long. They deserved this, they knew this was coming. But also at the same time, they didn’t. Poob didnt know, they never really understood pest and only wanted to be friends.
God..
Is he really feeling sorry for them??
They walked in a store in hope to find something to change them. To change their disgusting behavior and body. Oh how bad they wanted to rip them self from their own flesh and kneed it into something everyone will love. Something that everyone will cherish and call perfect and fun. They wanted to please everyone and make everyone happy. To be perfect to themselves and pest. Right, pest.
They looked at their arm that was starting to heal a little bit. Well not exactly. It was bleeding a lot but not as much as before. It still hurt though.
They looked through the clothing isles and found a dark blue scarf and a black jacket. Along with a pair of black Nikes.
Although it wasn’t much they didn’t know abt else to choose. They grabbed it and payed for it. They then walked over to the trash can before grabbing his hat and glancing it over one more time. The memories it held were forever gone now as for their old self was aswell. To be tossed into the trash like nothing over a couple of words and people. They then felt a sense of guilt for throwing their old self like that but it was for the better. To be a better person and not be that annoying person people thought they were.
To be loved is to be changed.
Chapter 3: thoughts
Notes:
chat this kinda sucks 💔
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They looked at their arm for the millionth time, did they deserve this for being so annoying?? Did other people think they were annoying?? They had so many, many thoughts running in their head.
Infected didn’t think them as annoying, neither did split. Right?? They didn’t know at this point. They didn’t know whether people liked him for the person they are.
Maybe if they changed for them, him. Everyone would love them. Not talk behind their back and shit.
They grabbed the black jacket looking at it. Do they really gotta change?? No, they do. So people would love them.
They put on the jacket along with the scarf and shoes. After they then ran to the bathroom to look at themselves. They put their arms on the counter and looked at them self, they looked pathetic. Maybe the clothes didn’t need to change. Just their face and that party hat he had.
They took off the clothes and threw in on their bed before going back to the bathroom. They looked better, just missing one more thing.
Bandages for that..scar. Actually it wasn’t like a scar, it was a reminder for what happened in that elevator. Were there cameras in there by chance?? They didn’t wanna know that other people knew how pathetic they were in reality. To be laughed at by their own friends and others would be a nightmare. To see Pests grin on his ugly face.
Oh how they just WANTED to rip their intestines out at that moment. To rip their guts out slowly until he shrieked in pain. They would’ve fought that during that moment, even yell at him but a piece of them just said “stand down this isn’t right!!” And they fucking listened for what.
They didn’t deserve this shitty ass treatment. They just wanted to make pest feel better and they fucked it up by making him mad somehow. I’m tired.
They walked to their bed in hope to rest. Today was tiring. Tomorrow can be a surprise for them, but all they needed now was rest and a time to think of their thoughts and shit.
Floating_Chaos (Caffine_Addicted_Angst_Writer) on Chapter 2 Sun 19 May 2024 05:58AM UTC
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