I'm Begging - KarlNapIty (DISCONTINUED)

● Act Nine - To cry is a natural state ●

An awkward silence established itself in the hall until Nikki decided to speak.

- Quackity, I feel that it's for the best for you to change and go with us to the Navigation Room. There's a lot to be addressed.

I now recall that currently apart from the night-robe, that dare I add only goes to my knee, yours truly is bare ass naked.

- I mean, if you say so.

- C'mon, I'll help you out.

Leading me to an elevator, George supported me so it wouldn't be harder to walk. Before any of us could press a button the shout of my name was heard, I turn around and see Nikki with an 'I've just finished crying rivers of tears but now I'm smiling so people won't worry too much about me' face as she begged.

- When you finish hearing what there is to be said, please, don't hate me.

Smiling I yell back.

- To hate you is a possibility that I will always fail to consider Nikki.

George gave it a voice command, the door closed and we arrived on the floor named Flivou. It gave us access to a quite small hall that, according to him, makes it possible to access the crew's bedrooms.

- George where exactly are we again?

He opened one of the doors and we got in what I believe is momentarily his private chambers. It was a very accurately made copycat of any random hotel room.

Even the unsettlings 'time is a construction and a purpose has always been irrelevant' vibes were there.

- At space? I thought it would be a bit more obvious by now.

He scoffs mocking me while opening the closet and

- Ok listen here bitch, you are supposed to pity me for at least ten minutes alright? I just went to a very traumatic event. Jeez, can't you be nice for once?

George snaps back at me instantly. He trow the clothes behind abruptly, getting closer, pointing his finger at me and harshly speaking.

- Do you think you're the only one that has been through a traumatic event? I just lost my fucking club. Every single bit of love and passion that I've put into Yummy is gone Quackity, gone. So don't go out of your league to try and make me feel bad because I'm already fucking destroyed.

My friend sits down on the bed, holding his tears while putting up an angry face. I immediately change my posture before he continues speaking.

-Two weeks before all of the shit hit the fan I thought about hiring more bodyguards. I saw some out-of-the-usual shady people surrounding the place and thought it would be a good idea. But I didn't. I hesitated. The one, the one fucking time that I didn't trust my gut this happens.

The man's voice starts to fail.

- And you know, maybe if I had hired them people wouldn't have died. My bar wouldn't be gone and my best friend wouldn't have gotten harmed.

So caught up on my recent discovered issues I fail to consider the one who welcomed me at his home when I had no place to go. And even forgot about those who worked with me, for who I had the pleasure to share such delightful moments.

Lowering myself at his level hugging him briefly, I get the clothes he prepared for me and go change.

But not before saying.

- Don't worry, everything is going to turn out just fine.

I smile at him and close the door to the bathroom. 

I'm going to massacre the ones who harmed my people.

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Hello fellas, are you folks enjoying the music that I'm putting up? If yall have any suggestion of music for one of the chapters that it might fit hit me up and tell me what is. I might even change depending on how superior your music taste is.

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