...you're terrified, shooting text after text to someone who won't reply. You feel like shit. Both literally and metaphorically, your sugary heart thump-a-dump-dumping in your chest, like a mile a minute and you can't help but feel somethings terribly wrong.
Karkat's been by your side through a lot, a shit lot, and he's put up with you being a little shit to him, you swear to god if something happened to him, you're gonna...you're gonna...
Haha, but nothing's happened to him, right? The anons are just lying, duh. Sometimes anon babes do that! Theres just no way he could be dead, it's not even possible.
Even still, you find yourself, pushing your aching body off the couch, so weak as Jade put it yesterday "you couldn't even make it to the door", but the pit in your gut telling you somethings wrong hurts more than the paralyzing pain of standing on shaky legs and no matter how much Rose begs you to stay, you're not staying. Not til you're sure he's okay.
You take a few weak steps, and collapse to your knees, coughing. You stay down for a bit, but refuse to let your sister help you up. Eventually, you get yourself back up, body glitching slightly, trying to tell you to lay down, that its not ready for this sort of movement yet, but you ignore the glitching, even if it makes the pain worse and at the same time make you stronger. like some sort of drug.
You make it out the door, and you slam it so hard as you leave it come off the hinges, hand print burned into it.
Rose left staring in slight horror, and a high level of fear.
