《Austeled one-shots》Guilty conscience (pt. 2)
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Time skip 1 week
Still Eteleds pov
I was sat in the mii channel, as per usual. Where else could I be? Not many other places. Especially safe places.
I was once again drowning in my own thoughts. I couldn't help but think about a week ago. I kept asking myself why I didn't kill him.
Maybe it was guilt.
Maybe it was pity.
Maybe- no. It was because of him.
That fucking bastard that ruined my childhood. That asshole who hurt me and my brother and my mom.
But I already am.
I killed Austin.
Why?
Jelousy.
I took someone's life away because of fucking jelousy.
I'm just like him.
I'm exactly like him.
As they say,
I began to feel tears roll down my face.
God, I'm pathetic.
My heart rate increased, unsupprisingly.
I can't even accept the fact that I'm exactly like him, huh.
I buried my head in my knees, letting my tears fall into the soft fabric.
"Wow, I came at the wrong time." I heard a voice mumble, making me jump.
I quickly turned my head, seeing Austin looking down at me. He had bandages around his stomach and thighs. I jumped back, afraid of what he might do. He slowly followed after me like I did to him a while ago.
Shit.
He's gonna beat the shit out of me.
Eventually, I backed myself into one of the walls. I tensed, my body readying itself for whatever wounds would be dealt.
I pleaded.
He continued to slowly walk closer. I placed an arm over my head, trying to shield myself, just like he did.
I pleaded again.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Eteled." He said, cutting me off.
I looked up at him, confused. He sat down in front of me.
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"Why did you spare me?" He asked, getting straight to the point.
" I questioned, grimacing as I gestured to the bloody bandages wrapped around him.
"I mean, why didn't you kill me? You had a perfectly good opportunity to do so, so why didn't you?" He questioned again.
I answered.
"And the long answer?" He persisted.
I sighed, looking down at the floor.
I said, my voice beginning to break.
I continued, a lump growing in my throat.
I finished, tears streaming down my face again.
I mumbled, wiping away my tears to the best of my ability.
I looked back up at him to see a look of shock on his face. He sighed.
"You want a hug?" He asked, seemingly unsure of what he was asking.
I nodded weakly and he opened his arms. I crawled up to him, wrapping my arms around him, and he wrapped his arms around me. I silently sobbed into him, as he tried to calm me down a little. After a while, he picked me up and started taking me somewhere.
I asked, concerned that he was taking me to the electric chair room.
"Somewhere." He said, making my muscles tense out of instinct.
"Not the electric chair room." He assured. I sighed from relief, loosening up a little.
He continued to walk down the hallway for a while. Suddenly he turned left. I decided not to question it and just keep holding onto him, closing my eyes. He stopped, and I heard beeping sounds, almost like button pressing sounds.
I then heard him open a door, and quietly shut it behind him.
I opened my eyes to look around, but the room was pitch black, except from the slight glow from Austins eyes. He twisted something and the lights turned on. Not fully, but they were on. I looked at the light "switch" and noticed it was one of the ones where you could change the brightness by turning it.
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I looked around and saw where I was.
I was in a bedroom.
He put me down on the bed and walked back over to lights.
"What colour lights do you want?" He asked.
I asked.
"Yeah. Theres yellow aka default, green, red, blue and purple. Which one do you want?" He continued.
I replied.
He proceeded to hit the button a couple times, the colour of the lights changing each time until they turned blue. I looked around the room again, with the blue lights.
Austin sat down next to me, pulling up the control panel.
He placed his hand down, resting it against the bed while his other hand was scrolling through a bunch of mangled code.
I took a breath in, placing my hand atop his. He flinched, freezing for a second. He looked down at me, raising an eyebrow.
I took my hand away and awkwardly apologised, looking away.
It seemed to make him giggle a little.
He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me in close.
I froze, my heart skipping a beat.
For a moment, I almost for got where I was and why I was upset.
I just stared at the sheets, then my hands, then Austins waist, and then into his eyes. I saw him replacing code, then suddenly stopping. I looked back up at his eyes to find him looking into mine.
I quickly looked away, embarrassed.
I heard him giggle again, grabbing my chin to make me face him.
"Calm down Et, I don't bite y'know." He joked, laughter resting in his words.
I mumbled.
"Yeah, short for Eteled. If you don't like it I can come up with another nickna-"
He looked down at me, kinda suprised, before smiling and looking back at the control panel. I wrapped my arms around his torso, feeling a sense of tiredness wash over me. He pulled me in closer, making me feel somewhat safe. Eventually I fell asleep, resting my body against his.
THERES GONNA BE A PART 3 YALL
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