Seth's pov:
I was 'happily' cleaning up the bodies I knew of and even started singing a song that.... I had never, I'm not a song writer, I just put memories and thoughts in a rhyming pattern and give it a rhythm.
Fate isn't good at humor thing
Smile of her looks like a grin
Why am I? Why did it happen?
What did I do wrong?
Wish of death from inner noise
That was never been my choice
All that I can do now
Is to sing my song
The cold eternity, endless fear
The pain of memories is disappear
Mommy'll never comes to warm me
But I'm not lonely here
I stopped walking, neutral and just listening to my own song as I went on.
Pretty baby, little child
Come with me! I saw you smiled
Give me your little hand
We'll fly to the wonderland
I will show you candy castle
World without envy and hassles
Just believe me, I can't lie!
You're much smarter than your peers
Smarter than girls of your years
I afraid you know too much, my dear
I have to force you to keep quiet!
Landed in a trap and falling nether
I don't know what am I and what I did wrong
Anyway I swear I will put you back together,
But all that I can do now
It's to sing my lament song
They wanted me to be a kind of silent
But their ways to reach it was crazy violent
No one heard me
No one need the reality
Now my home's on this stage
All that you see is
The tomb of all my broken dreams
And now it wants revenge
Landed in a trap and falling nether
I don't know what am I and what I did wrong
Anyway I swear I will put you back together
But all that I can do now
Is to sing my lament song
Now you know all about my story
But I'm really very sorry
Rules dictates me that no one should
Try to raise a riot
We are just can't let you go
So don't be shy, join to the show
I'm afraid you know too much, my dear
I have to force you to keep quiet
Please... Don't hold it against us...
We don't want to hurt anyone...
You don't know what we've been through...
I stared up at the sky, not knowing what to feel.... this is one of the first time I clear sang about the accident that changed me.... where did that come from?
I sighed and looked down, was I really missing who I was? that happened over 10 years ago, that part of my life before that seems and feels like a lie, like it wasn't really me and I was meant to be like this.
"please don't hold it against us? we don't want to hurt anyone? you don't know what we've been through...?" I whispered, I just couldn't understand myself what I was saying at times.... as if I was just a spectator to my own humming turned song.
and what lie? did they lie to me? did they lie for me to keep them safe?! they lied to me?!!
I sighed, trying to lock up the thoughts again...... but what if they lied to me?
it didn't make me as angry as normally a lie would, it was more like an inner pain of some sorts, inside my chest, I couldn't place it or practically not, I felt it once and only once...... betrayal.
well.... now time for the last thought which is what the scythed ass brought up first.... Melanie likes me?! I am crazy as people say but even I see it shouldn't be normal for her and I to feel this way with what happened and how we met...... WAIT A SECOND NO!!! I just put myself in the same box as her!
I slapped my cheeks to make the heat go away and to focus...... I passed my had over the red stitches with my usual huge smile, she intrigued me the first time we met because she actually was the first to somehow wound my face, I guess the girls grew on me maybe, not sure since I'm not the best at being social since I normally kill and live alone.... so don't hold it against me.
I heard a soft yip.
"you are finally back you flea bag?!" I had thrown my axe and..... Fearless.... I prefer flea bag.... had gone to get it since he sticks to me like my shadow, don't get me wrong I don't like him, in fact I want the destruction of this animal by any means possible.... but I once saw Melanie angry when I was at to throw it out my kitchen window and I tell you, I prefer not to deal with her in that mode, I don't want bullet holes in my head thank you very much!
"you are slow as hell!" I grumbled and tucked him under my arm like if I was carrying piece of a body and hung my axe on my belt
"how the hell do you and Melanie like me?!! tell me your secret flea bag!" I held him in both hand and screamed in his face but he just put his paws on my face and licked it.
I sighed pissed and continued walking, holding him in one arm since I didn't wish for the girls to be noisy about losing the flea bag somewhere, the pain in my shoulder and hand was bad and it got worst since the tree cutting accident, the only thing I envy is her healing ability while I'm stuck here with stitches and constantly pain until I heal.... though this didn't hurt nearly as much as my 'X' cut in my side and the cut in my neck and those were a bit older then these new ones.... at least I'm not a wimpy kid, I can go on without showing it hurts for a good while, I almost fucking killed myself and went on for a good while.
I arrived back at my house to see...... Stacy sleeping upside down on the cough.... Meg bored and counting the number of white squares on the counter top design.... Katy looked half dead half meditating.... and Melanie seemed the most bored of all, trying to do a handstand.
"how did you survive even with my help?" I ask, making Melanie fall over and blush in shame while the two others awake laughed, waking the sleeping one.
"yo we've been talking, is there a sort of place to clean ourselves because a sink is a bit little and we are dirty and all" Katy said.
"and stinky" Stacy tiredly added, eyeing Katy with that remark but she didn't seem to notice.
"and bloody for me" Meg and Melanie said at the same time.
"do you want me to pull a pool out of nowhere?!"
"if you could it would be great"
"oh my god...... there is a small lake close to here that is not to deep or big but yeah more like a pond.... I'd need to get rid of the blood on myself, it's really bothersome now"
"and you should clean your new and old wounds before wrapping them up again"
"I won't die that easily~"
"I know but you will do it"
"ouch Melanie let go of my ear! stop dragging me! you are not my mother.
I scowled on the edge of the water in my underwear and bandages since the girls decided it was also clothes washing time and I didn't want to help, though they didn't care and still took my stuff.
my feet were in the water as I cleaned my axe and threw the ball as far as I cloud each time flea bag brought it back.
I was still a bit angry at my unasked haircut but at least it was my hair not my head that was cut off right?
I rubbed the week old blood from the handle and when I was done I stabbed it in the ground so it could dry and leaned back in the grass with a sigh, staring at the sky.... that is until that annoying pup decided to do a fucking dive bomb on my stomach!
"you flea bag!!!"
Melanie's pov:
OHMYGODSHEHASAFUCKINGEIGHTPACKIWILLFAINTGODHELLMYFANGIRLINGORIWILLDIEBEFOREMYTIM-- "Melanie!"
I shook my head fast to get those thoughts out of my head even if my face stays red.
"I think what that Phoenix person said is true~" Katy poked my side making me squeal.
"Katy no!!"
"it's true your face is all red"
"Stacy!"
"you can have a crush on anyone Melanie even on a killer"
"Meg! girls stop!"
"you flea bag!!!" we all looked at an angry Seth holding a happy pup in front of her with both of her hands and yelling at Fearless.
I sighed, staring a bit, is it really true? did I really fell for a killer? oh boy....
"wait what?! Seth stop!! don't drown the pup for the love of god!!"
"I CAN DO WHAT I WANT!!!!"
"SETH!!!!"
(for those that worry for the pup, he didn't drown, Seth tried but failed)