"I love you." 

I feel my hands shake as I pick up one more slime pie. Just one more, get rid of the memories.

"I love you so much, Gamz."

I don't even bother with an utensil. I stuff the disgusting slime into my mouth, so terrifyingly gross but so addicting. It erased my memory of my lusus, it's got to be able to erase my memories of Y/n.

"You're like a brother to me."

No no no no. I don't want to be a brother to her. I want to hug her and kiss her and love her. I held that smile for too long, for too many years I've been pushing down these grieving feelings for so many sweeps and I know I should just keep smiling, but it hurts too much.

"Gam-Gam, this is my boyfriend!"

One more pie, just one more pie. The last three didn't work. I need her gone so I don't have to keep doing this.

"He-he's around the corner, Gamzee. He has h-hurt me too many times. I'm so tired."

My hand trembles faster and I couldn't pick up the aluminum tin. The neon green sludge spills out and indigo tears streak through my white make up. A sob bursts out and my knees feel like jello, making me fall. I clamp my hands around my mouth, wanting to throw up the slime, but I have to have it to get rid of her.

"Goodbye, Gamzee."

Get out, get out, get out of my head, Y/n! I hit my head repeatedly, get her out! I slam my head on the floor, shrieks and sobs not sounding normal. No, they sound more animalistic, more desperate. I am desperate.

"GeT oUt Of My HeAd," I croak. "PlEaSe."

Suddenly, a giddy feeling surrounds me. I look into a reflective, empty tin to see red eyes and a terrifying smile stretching across my face. 

There's not enough slime in my system.

Time for murder.