TRIGGER WARNING SADSTUCK!!
"YOU ARE A HORRIBLE PET!" Eridan's owner yelled at him. "I SHOULD OF GOT A DOG, NOT A FUCKING ABBOMANATION FROM HELL!". Eridan backed away shaking in fear.
"Wwhy are you doin this?" Eridan stuttered his w's it was kinda of a habit. His owner normally abused him, kicked him, beat him, and starve him. The owner picked him up by his scruff rather painfully taking him to the door throwing Eridan on the concrete scraping his stomach and forlegs (MAH POOR BBY)
"I hope you die right there so I can throw you in a trashcan." His now pre-owner said grimly and slammed the door. Eridan's eye was pricked with violet tears and his stomach did have a lot of violet blood dripping. He ran off, we'll more like fast limping as horrid memories filled his head. The ones were he was bruised, when he bled, and starved.
He shook his head the memories fleeing his mind. He found himself in a dark ally way with a conveniently placed box. He stepped in it. He checked his wounds has the violet blood covered his stomach and it also running down his legs. How horrid. Eridan started crying. "Well Eri I guess this is where you die.".