"Every broken heart has screamed at one time or another: Why can't you see who I truly am?"

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🌟 Knife: 28

Gun: 12

~Route: "A"~

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Perhaps a gun, is a little too extreme. Though, I'd personally disagree. Nothing is too extreme, when dealing with the asshole Gene. However, my good morals are getting the best of me. Besides, where would I be, if one of my neighbours heard a gunshot... Probably have my ass in court, that's where.

I turned to my right, taking quiet movements towards the right. I reached over to my knife stand, grabbing the most suited one, for an bastard like Gene. I held the weapon at my side, walking careful steps, into the living room. Perhaps it would be flick on a light, so I could see them. Or, even a flashlight! But, I don't want to alert them of where I am, in case they are armed.

I spotted the outline of an individual, shuffling around my living area. Crouching slightly, I took careful steps towards; well, judging by the stature, it was most likely a male... Gene. I mean, who else would it freaking be?

The way he was taunting me, earlier. He somehow found out where I lived, before. He's probably here to fuck with me. What's new about that?

I made my way behind the figure, slowly lifting my knife. I didn't intend to kill him. My only goal here, was to wound him. Gene has such a terrible crime history, that I could mostly get away it was claiming it as self-defense. They would most likely take my word for it. And, I wouldn't entirely lying. He broke into my house.

"Take this you son of a bitch," I whispered, as I jumped straight up, striking my knife into, what I assumed, was their shoulder.

Their was a sharp cry of pain, as the figure toppled over. I hovered above him, balling my fists, and feeling like a damn monster. I can't believe I just stabbed someone. Regardless of whom, I just freaking stabbed someone! Holy shit! Am I fucking insane?!

Panicking a little inside, I darted over to my nearest light switch, quickly flicking it on, so I could see the damage I caused. My heart was racing, and I felt dizzy. What if I hit him somewhere fatal?! I can't deal with another damn death, in this house! The police would probably think I'm killing people, and forging it to seem like a suicide! I mean, this time, that's probably what I did, but not with Travis! Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why am I so freaking dumb?! I need to think things through, better!

With a gun, I probably would've missed entirely. I can't aim for shit! Holy crap, I need to stop panicking for a freaking second, and check to see if he's alive! Maybe I can call an ambluence, if I did any serious harm! I still can't believe I did that, though. My emotions are everywhere, and I feel like I'm about to start crying any second. Cry and vomit, at the same time.

I slowly turned around, to meet eyes, with blue ones. The person I had hit, clutched their arm, as the leaned themselves over my chair. My heart raced, as the breathed my name, in utter pain.

"Z-Zane..?!"

I held a hand on my mask, where my mouth was located, and my breathing hitched. Like I had promised, small tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, as I got a better look, of who I hit. I think I'm going to genuinely be sick...

"GARROTH?!"

I ran over to my older brother, panicking a little. Thankfully, I only hit him in his arm, and it shouldn't kill him, or be too, too harmful. But, still...

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit," I panicked, examining the damage I done to my own family. "I'm so, so, so fucking sorry!"

"Well..," Garroth weakly chuckled, before grimacing in pain. "...A knife to the arm, is some greeting. I won't leave you alone, for three months, anymore."

"Garroth, oh my fucking Irene, I am so deeply sorry!" I choked up a little. Sure, I'm not the most fond of him, but he's still my freaking brother, and I somewhat care for him! "S-Should I call an ambulence, o-or something?! I d-don't know what to do, anymore!"

"Hey, hey, Zane it's alright. Can...can you just help me get it out of my arm? And grab some bandage. I'd appreciate that..."

I nodded quickly gently grazing my hand over the weapon. I ran as fast as I could manage; not caring about how out-of-shape I was, and how heavily I was breathing; up to my nearest bathroom, grabbing a roll of bandage. I made my way back to Garroth, who hadn't moved at all.

"How are you so damn calm about their being a knife in your arm?! If it were me, I'd be panicking like there was no tomorrow."

"Because, I've learned from past experiences, that staying calm is the best thing you could. Don't ask me how I learned that. You don't want to know," Garroth once again weakly laughed, and I rolled my eyes.

I held my hand on the handle of the blade. I closed my eyes, as I began to pull the knife from my own brother's arm. I heard his groans, and I felt such a heavy guilt in my stomach...

How can he be so damn forgiving, already? If it were me, I would probably never even speak to him, again, and want nothing to do with him. But, it's just in his nature, I suppose, to almost immediately forgive my idiotic actions. Oh Irene, imagine if I had grabbed the gun, and I didn't miss. Holy shit... I probably should've gone without a weapon.

Of course it was Garroth, that was here! I'm pretty sure that Aphmau even mentioned that he was coming over! You know what I should've done, to prevent any of this?! Gone to Garroth's house in the beginning. That way, he wouldn't have come over, and that way, he wouldn't have a knife in his arm, put there by me. Can I bargain with you, Irene? Can I just go back in time, and not be so much of a fucking idiot all of the time?!

Go back in time, and not grab any weapon! Go back, and go to Garroth's place instead! Go back, and went back home, instead of the store, so I wouldn't have been so paranoid! Go back, and never have dated Gene, so I wouldn't have had to worry about him! Go back...and actually save my fiancé from killing himself...

I pulled the blade fully out of his arm, grimacing at the amount of blood staining it, and dripping down his arm. I set the knife aside, beginning to wrap the bandage gently around the wound, as he made pained sounds. I am a horrible person... I hurt everyone...

"Hey, baby brother, I can tell by the look in your eyes, that you feel bad. Don't blame yourself, I should've let you know I was coming over. And, not have came over so late. I'm sorry," Garroth gave me a small smile.

"Don't you dare apologize to me! I'm not the one, who just got a knife to the arm! I am so damn brash sometimes. I should think my actions through."

"Fine...we're both at fault, here..."

I shook my head, finishing wrapping the wound. Then, I heard a wailing sound. I froze, before taking slow steps towards my front door. I peeked out the window, noticing flashing lights...

Somebody called the fucking cops!

"Zane, what's going on..?" Garroth walked over to where I was, holding his arm.

"Somebody must've heard all of the commotion, and called the police to check on me... Shit, shit, shit!"

"Hey, it's okay, I'll just tell them the truth, and-"

"Garroth, do you not know how cops work?! They aren't going to settle with a 'oh, it was just an accident'. Especially not with me! They probably going to think I'm trying to murder people, and just failed with you! This wouldn't be the first time, they've seen a scene similar to this. Only with Travis, it was a Hell of a lot worse!"

"Zane..."

Okay, okay, I need to do something. And think of it fast... I could stay, and tell the police the honest truth. I'd probably get my ass in jail though, knowing the justice system in this neighbourhood. Or, an option I personally like better... Make a break for it, and leave out the back door. I can have Garroth cover up for me, take the knife, so there is no evidence against me, and make a run for it. There's woods outside my house, that I can slip into easily. Run somewhere, stash the knife in a hole somewhere, and bury it, and return back in the morning, or even just in an hour or two.

What should I do?

VOTE:

A.) Stay

B.) Leave

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Voting: Closed

~Every Action Has It's Consequences. Choose Wisely~

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*ART AT THE TOP, WAS DRAWN BY TheOneAndUni ! THANK YOU SO MUCH! 💜💜 *