— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗

— 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩? 𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙚.

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙇𝙐𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙍.

AN OC WRITTEN BY MALICE.

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[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

breathe as he tries to remove the shard from his shoulder, to no avail. it’s really deep in there. romeo is lucky braxton’s getting too weak to put up a fight. ) b-bitch . . all i wanted was to . . to . . ( looks like he’s about to fall over and pass out. )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

( a shriek of pain so loud that anyone nearby could hear it, falling to his knees as he held onto his shoulder. the blood kept flowing, staining his clothes. )

AGHH! what the fuck! what the fuck is wrong with you! what the FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!? FUCK!

( struggling to +

[* 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @artofmorbidity]

+ shard raised in his hand. )

i want you to 𝒓𝒐𝒕 in hell for everything you've done to me.

( he slams the sharp glass deep into braxton's shoulder, eyes filled with burning hatred for him. )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

can do. i-i don’t want to go back . . it was so lonely and scary there.
( referring to the white padded room in the psych ward his parents put him in. )

what do i have to do to make you believe me!?

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

( he did get a sick thrill out of the experience from what he remembers. it felt . . right, as scary as that is to comprehend.

tears were unwillingly falling from his eyes, ashamed. ) i don’t want to be like this romeo . . i never wanted to hurt you, i just don’t know what i +

[* 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @artofmorbidity]

struggled . .

you sick fuck.

( he laughs, tiny tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

know what i have to do to prove to you that . . i just want things to go back to the way they were. i miss it.

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

no!? what! don’t be stupid. ( slowly getting closer with every step romeo takes back. ) i don’t know where you’re getting that from, but i promise i’m not.

( stopping in his tracks. that scum bit was a knife twist to the heart. was there really no hope for him? ) i don’t +

[* 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @artofmorbidity]

redemption.

yo-you're just here to finish the job, aren't you?

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

i didn’t mean to, alright!?

i’m sorry, romeo . . i really am. i crossed a line that day, i-i had no control. i didn’t mean to do what i did. i .. just want things to go back to the way they were.

give me another chance, i’m begging. i’m trying to get help, i’m a changed guy.

[* 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @artofmorbidity]

ha-haven't you 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 my life enough? what more could you want from me?

( romeo spat, his words dripping with venom. )

first you torment me in my dreams and.. and, now this!

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

( hands raised, open palms. showing he wasn’t holding a weapon or anything behind his back. )

i just want to talk.

[* 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @artofmorbidity]

𝒚𝒐𝒖.

( he steps back, heart beginning to race at millions of beats per second. was this a trap? )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

( comes out from the shadows, revealing himself to the other. )

romeo.. it’s been a while.

[* 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @artofmorbidity]

ugh.. that better be the new art supplies i ordered. i hate when i'm interrupted in the middle of my pieces.

( romeo opens the front door, oblivious to who was waiting for him outside. )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

yeah, sure! no problem, i’ll just be out here . . you know, waiting.

( wiping off that forced smile the second sylvester turned his back, anxiety coursing through his body as he waited outside for romeo. )

[* 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @upbeatsoleil]

ohh.. okay! just wait 5 minutes for him to come down, he always gets deeply absorbed in his work~.

( giggling and hopping off, leaving what he was working on by the counter. he's never coming back to that. )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

NO!

i mean, no. just,, can you tell him to just come outside?? don’t tell him i’m there, though.

[* 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @upbeatsoleil]

ohh, ohhh! he went up in his room to go paint! should i tell him you're here?

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

do you know where he’s at by chance?

[* 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @upbeatsoleil]

yesssssss?

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

sylv, my man . . 😁

[* 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐍 .ᐟ @upbeatsoleil]

i love my boyfriend

[𓏵 ⋮ ELIAS . @abn0rmalityy]

uh, yeah, i—i- uh- s-sorry, yeah, I’ll go !!

( awkwardly just . grabbing a bottle of water and . skedaddling . )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

😐.

you can leave now.

[𓏵 ⋮ ELIAS . @abn0rmalityy]

i-i am — ?!

oh god , i’m so sorry , I , uh -

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

you’re doing it again.

[𓏵 ⋮ ELIAS . @abn0rmalityy]

o-ohhh gosh, i’m sorry, w-was I apologizing too much?!

( here they go again .. )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

you can stop with the apologizing now . . it’s coo’, or whatever.

[𓏵 ⋮ ELIAS . @abn0rmalityy]

s-sorry ..

( sniffle . wet cat . )

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

see, a valuable lesson was taught!

nothing to cry about.

[𓏵 ⋮ ELIAS . @abn0rmalityy]

( they’re trying to wipe their tears , but they just keep coming . )

i-i’ll be a better cook next time … p-promise ..

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

it just wasn’t my thing, my bad.

you don’t have to make such a big fuss about it! it’s fine, it’s coo’. seriously.

[𓏵 ⋮ ELIAS . @abn0rmalityy]

i-i’m sorry if my food isn’t good .. sniffle …

( oh they’re crying . there are tears streaming down their face . )

i-i’m sorry my food isn’t good enough .. i’m sorry .. i tried … i tried my best ..

[— BRAXTON. ˎˊ˗ @THETlKTOKER]

oh, don’t . .

don’t do this.

[𓏵 ⋮ ELIAS . @abn0rmalityy]

🥺🥺🥺🥺

( oh my god are they crying over fucking food . )

i-i tried my best .. i’m sorry ..