forum Do you really want to trust insanity? (Private with Icefire, it's pretty fooking mature, matey)

Started December 04, 2019 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Gabe scowled deeply, giving a sarcastic laugh. It seemed like that was the only way he was going to react, but then he swung out, punching Henry in the nose.

Henry stumbled back, narrowing his eyes.

Gabe looked away, shoving his hands in his pockets.

Henry snorted. "You settle all your problems with violence, don't you?"

"Only when they come from pricks like you." Gabe sighed a bit.

Henry snorted. "Hmph."

"You know, people too stubborn and pretentious to think that people who are different than them are anything but insane."

Henry shook his head a little bit. "Ass."

Gabe huffed, staying quiet.

Henry smirked at him a little bit.

"What?" Gabe snapped.

"Nothing." He replied, shaking his head.

Gabe rolled his eyes a bit, looking away.

Henry shook his head, looking around.

Gabe rested his head against the door, arms crossing again. Why did Henry have to be here? He wondered quietly how Alex was doing.

Alex was still crying, curled into a tiny ball on the bed, shoulders heaving and body trembling. He had done this. He had killed the one person that cared about him. He had killed Gabe.

Gabe tensed a bit. Alex couldn't be doing good. He moved now, towards the neighbors. The bedroom was right next to the apartment wall. Maybe… Alex could here him? Thankfully, it wasn't the apartment that was already haunted. He slipped in, ignoring the occupants in favor of heading for the wall. He placed his hand gently on it.
"Alex," he said, speaking loud to be heard through the wall without yelling.

Alex flinched a little when he heard Gabe's voice, curling up tighter. "I'm sorry!" He sobbed, shaking.

"Alex, please don't be. It's not your fault, Alex." Gabe's hand curled into a fist. He closed his eyes tightly, taking a deep breath.
"Please, Alex, it's not your fault. You tried to get me to stop, but I didn't listen. I'm so sorry…"

"I…" He shook his head a little bit. "I k-killed you…" He said quietly, only barely loud enough to be heard.

"Alex, I'm the one who touched your hand. You didn't reach out to me, Alex. I… I'm the reason I'm dead, Alex." Gabe leaned his head on the wall. He just wanted to give Alex a hug, to hold him close and tell him everything was okay. Even if it wasn't.

Alex whined faintly, shaking his head and staying curled in the bed. "If I w-wasn't like this…you'd still…you'd still be here…"

"Alex, I would never want you to be any other way. I… Things are going to be okay, Alex. Even if- if I'm dead, you'll at least be okay." Gabe clenched his fists.

Alex let out a shaky sob, shaking his head and curling up tighter. "But I want you here." He said brokenly.

"I'm right here, Alex," Gabe said. He just wanted to go through this wall, to curl up with Alex. "I'm going to keep you safe as best I can…"

"But you're not here. You're a…a ghost." He said in a quiet voice.

"Alex, I might not- I might not have a body anymore, but that doesn't mean I'm not here. I'm still me, Alex…" Gabe opened his eyes a moment.

Alex let out a shaky breath. "It's n-not the same." He replied, shaking his head.

"No, it's not, but I am. I… Alex, I still care about you so, so much…" Gabe bit back his tears.

He shook his head again, still crying. "You're a ghost and i-it's all m-my fault."