“No, that wasn’t the scary bit.”
“It wasn’t?”
“No. The scary part was when I stopped caring altogether. When I had no empathy left to give. That scared me.”
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@writing-promptsss
“No, that wasn’t the scary bit.”
“It wasn’t?”
“No. The scary part was when I stopped caring altogether. When I had no empathy left to give. That scared me.”
"I'm not saying it's a competition or anything, but-"
"Then don't say it."
"But if trauma were a competition then you'd be winning it. You're practically swimming in the stuff. Even if you took away like half of-"
"Alright! Alright, I got it. Thank you for your insightful observations on my-"
"You're welcome."
“You’re going to miss out on like…half your birthday. You value your sleep that much!?”
“Yes!”
“There has been few times in my life where everything is just been dead silent. And in those times I always feel like I’m going to cry.”
“It’s late.”
“I know.”
“You should be sleeping.”
“I know.”
“Well, why aren’t you?”
“I worry for you, you never spend time with friends. Never go out. I haven’t seen you even talk to anyone but me for days now. You must be lonely.”
“Trust me, I’m never alone in my head.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You’re what?”
“I said I’m sorry.”
“You’ve said that a million times.”
“Were you listening?”
"Run!"
"And what if I said no?"
"I would say that's a very stupid thing to say."
"Well yeah, but let's say I say no, but then run away anyway."
"You're a fucking idiot."
"No." *Runs away*
“Oh.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. Oh.”
“What is it?”
“That’s a lot.”
“A lot of what?”
“Blo-”
“Omg you were shot!”
“A little.” *passes out*
"Do you ever think-"
"No. I never think. I'd much rather be happy and thoughtless."
“You good?”
Irrigation flickered across character b’s face, leg bouncing, as they were asked the question for the second time in the evening.
“Yes, I said I’m fine.”
Character a nodded slowly, and kept their eyes on b. “Okay, sorry.”
“No,” they shook their head, looking physically pained. “I’m sorry. I just- sorry.”
“Hey, it’s okay.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Take me with you.”
“No. I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“You know exactly why not.”
“I don’t.”
“You can’t be serious? I’m not going to let you give up just because I’m not there any-“
“It’s not giving up, it’s letting go.”
“No. You’ve got to keep on going.”
“I didn’t know!”
Character b drags out a long exhale, fingers pinching the bridge of their nose. “Didn’t know what?”
“That I’d kill him!”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Whumpee’s hands drip with blood as they look up with all the fear in the world.
“It’s not your fault,” Caretaker says, as they conquer the distance between them.
Whumpee shakes their head as tears stream down their face. “I’m sorry,I’m sorry I’msorryI’msorryI’msorryI’msosorry”
“Shh, it’s alright.”
“He’s not in control of me.”
“Then what would you call last night?”
“A mistake.”
“Yeah, it was. His mistake, that’ll he’ll continue to make.”
“You don’t even know him!”
“I know enough. It’s a pattern.”
“I love him. He made one mistake. Leave it alone.”
They shake their head. “I can’t. Not this time.”
“Do you ever think-“
“No. No, I don’t think like you and I hope no one else does.”
They cross their arms. “Rude.”
“Wait so you’re like…gay? Are you coming out to me right now?”
“That’s not the point! I’m in LOVE—get with the program. Now I need your help to sort out a game plan!”
“Okay, okay, sorry. I’ll help.”
“Thank you!”