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.
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Your mother and I are concerned about Stolas’s involvement in your life.
She’s particularly worried, she thinks he’s a bad person..
You don’t know me. And I sure as hell don’t know you. So don’t just assume you know Stolas better than me when I spent so much time around and inside him.
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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.*