I felt like I was gonna vomit from this stupid ass headache and when I headed into the bathroom he was RIGHT THERE!
How did I forget he was living with me? And why does it feel so…wrong? I fucking let him live here! He saved my life! I’m supposed to be happy to see him, right?
Satan, what is wrong with me?
I didn’t realize I kicked him out and locked myself in until I heard him yelling and knocking on the door. I can’t fucking think straight. I really hope Loonie doesn’t need the bathroom for a few hours.
I had another dream. I was back in that weird human show, stuck with a faceless audience. The words “Helluva Boss” keep popping up in almost every TV screen. All with my face on it. Everyone I knew came on stage, including myself, and they started performing. At first it was about I.M.P. My friends. Our bond. It was fucking awesome. But it all fell apart once Stolas dragged himself further into the picture. And it only got worse and worse.
I noticed the other me was tied gold chains that the TV’s didn’t show. A spotlight over me and Stolas. He tugged me closer as I kept resisting. Biting and scratching at the chains. He then kept calling me things I forgot he said. “My Impish little plaything” and “Blitzy” with that fancy book hanging over my head like a piece of meat. But on the screens, it showed us happy and in love. And no one seemed to react as all my friends drowned in darkness. Except for us.
I then woke up in cold sweat and a bleeding head. But the hole was more like a deep scar.
((Ooc: been thinking hard on this. And decided to give a third person POV one-shot for this answer. Hope you like it @thebigbuttlover <3
*Blitz paces around his apartment. His phone lying face up on the couch with the ask shining bright on the screen. He occasionally stops to take a glance, reaching for it, backing away, then resuming his pacing in under the same second. Loona’s gone off to another party, leaving the imp alone with his thoughts once again. And for the last couple of hours, he’s been unable to even think of a response. He drags his claws over his face as his tail whips aggressively behind him. He wants to brush it off, really he does, but he can’t because of one simple fact*
*It was all true*
*Blitz didn’t want to believe it. Didn’t want to admit that he knew what he got himself into and chose to ignore it while under the control of the script. To let it go for so long that he became attached. He chose this, didn’t he? He chose to bang that bird, steal the book, and agree to let his body be used every month in order to keep it. He had to earn it somehow. He just couldn’t afford to lose everything he worked for just because he said No. The pain just HAS to be worth it, right?*
*Yet, now that he’s free for who knows how long, he doesn’t know what to do with said freedom. Only focusing on drinks, sex, money, bloodshed, and the memories he wishes to forgot. A bitter sweetness sticking to his tongue. He feels like even more of a mess than before Stolas came in.*
*He feels…empty.*
*He won’t accept it, the imp thinks to himself. So he takes the phone, types in colorful language, hits send, then smashes it against the wall with a loud yell. Alongside destroying other breakable furniture he can afford to replace. The aggression offered a tiny bit of relief, but not enough to stop the shaky sobs or the tears from flowing down his scarred cheeks. He collapses to his knees and hugs his arms tightly. His tail wrapping around his body for comfort as he sits there silently sobbing amidst the chaos he created.*
Christ on a stick, I feel like I just woke up from a nightmare. Not the usual bitchy ones, but a real fucked up one. Like that stupid ass Infestor demon drilled a new hole in my brain and started playing clips of me? And it all revolved around me and Stolas? Why am I acting so…Ew
Okay. I think that ask guy might be onto something bc I keep trying to scrub off and patch this stupid head hole for a whole hour but it isn’t going away. There’s not even any blood and shit. Just a big gaping hole. I tried to look it up but all I’m getting is this thing called “Trepanation?”
I still don’t get why this has to do with Stolas. Or this “Helluva Boss” show that keeps flashing in my head. I would never do or say that shit! Whoever that Blitz is, it’s not ME! At least I’m real!
Satan, I wish Stolas would just shut the fuck up already. His voice is just making everything worse.
Oh Blitz... I'm sorry to say this but that dream isn't really wrong... how are you feeling man? Need a glass of warm water or two?
✨️ Anon
Terrible. Now fuck off.
…I’m Sorry. Yeah, I’ll take that water since I just threw up in Angel’s bathroom but…I honestly don’t know what to think anymore. For all my life, which probably isnt even real, I’ve wasted so much time being some…slave for a sad pompous rich asshole I never even liked, all for people’s sick entertainment. And now that same asshole is in my house, ruining my life and business. And I. Fucking. ALLOWED it.
AHHH!! FUCK ME!! WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME?! FUCK!!
I can’t fucking take this. Even with the spell on my head, I know that charm is still there. I just wanna claw it off and let it bleed out because at least it would be unrecognizable.
