Monday 7 October 2019

Stubborn


*KNOCK KNOCK*


'Indigo? It's Ellis. Can I come in? I want to help.'


'Yeah, well you can't.'

'There must be something I can do. Let me try?'


'D'you know where Wed is?'

'She came over to ours. She said it's Baldot and not her...'

'Oh fucking great.'


'I didn't really understand at first when she was talking about herself in the third person, but then she explained the tulpa thing...'


'Uh huh.'

'Did Abraxas do that to your nose...?'

'Oh yeah. Fucking cunt tried to make me think he'd drown me in the fucking pool too. But then nobody'd be around to listen to his stupid fucking voice.'


'Ugh, what an asshole. What else happened?'


'I shot him in the fucking dick.'


'...Wow. Um. Good one?'

'I hope it goes fucking septic and falls off.'

'Wouldn't be a bad thing... it was his gun, right?'


'The very same one he fucking threatened Wed with.'




'Christ, I need another.'


'There must be something else, something that made you get so angry.'

'...Desecrated my uncle's remains.'

'What?'


'Bonehildas. Google it or something, I don't feel like going into any more fucking details.'

'No, I think I know what you mean... He told you he did that to your uncle?!'


'Proved it, too.'

'Holy shit... I'm so sorry. My God, no wonder you shot him...'


'If you don't mind, I'd prefer to drink myself into a coma alone.'

'What about Wednesday?'

'Well obviously I can't once she's back. Send her home whenever.'


'You could do with medical attention, to be honest...'


'Fuck it, I've deal with worse wounds, I don't care.'

'If you really insist. I don't feel comfortable with it though.'

'It's nothing worth worrying about.'


'You're worth worrying about. That's why I'm here in the first place.'

'Yeah, well don't, it's a waste of fucking time. If you wanna worry about me whenever I'm in a bad mood, you're not gonna have any fucking time left to do anything else.'

'I have a lot of people I worry about. It's pretty much my life these days. But you deserve to be comforted just as much as anyone. And this is a lot more severe than a bad mood...'


'Yeah, well to be blunt there's nothing you can do that'll make me feel better. I want to be left alone.'

'Fair enough, I respect that.'

'See you later then.'

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