18.

[zombie_pen]

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[apatheticalblue]

If she's still ticking, it's fine. Why worry?

[zombie_pen]

Because it's my fault. It's all my fault.

[apatheticalblue]

Don't waste time on worrying about things like that. What happened happened so what can you do?

[lol, Roxas is going to be very blunt. Being the white rabbit makes him not want to lose any precious time]

[zombie_pen]

Bit cynical for a kid your age, don't you think?

[amoralthief]

[Sighs, and yanks his hands out from under the water]

As amusing as your growing resemblance to a lobster may be, if you want any skin left in the morning, you really should stop.

[zombie_pen]

[blinks] Bela?

... What are you doing here?

[amoralthief]

I wanted to see if I could turn your brother into a mouse for my cat to play with. You know, the reverse of what Cinderella's godmother did and all.

But it looks like there are more pressing matters at hand. --literally.

[zombie_pen]

[gives a dry laugh]

You really are something else, you know that?

[ad_perditionem]

[quietly watches for a moment before sighing, touching his shoulder]

You can't do this to yourself. You can't keep blaming yourself. You...just stop it.

Killing yourself over it isn't going to help anything.

[zombie_pen]

[looks up]

Has anyone actually died from scrubbing their hands?

& how can I not blame myself, Sam? I held the knife, I dragged it across her neck.

She's terrified of me. The girl I love... she's scared I'm going to do it again.

[ad_perditionem]

Dude, people have died doing a lot of stupid crap. I don't know about scrubbing their hands, but I'm pretty sure you know what I mean. You're killing yourself on the inside, letting the guilt eat you up until there's nothing left. I know this game; I know you. I know---I know what it feels like.

At least she's still alive.

...Right, and giving yourself second-degree burns on your hands or whatever is going to help.

[zombie_pen]

I'd be lying if I said it made me feel any better, because it honestly doesn't.

[sighs] What am I supposed to do? She's alive, but she can't stand to be around me.

I love her. I really really do.

[turns off the facet, reaching for a towel & wincing as the material scratches his raw skin]

[likeaparfet]

Out! Out! Damned spot!

[zombie_pen]

Oh MacBeth, you slay me. [narrows his eyes] You have some nerve.

[likeaparfet]

It's not my fault that you're possibly going crazy. Oh wait, never mind. It is!

[zombie_pen]

Indeed it is. I see you're full of remorse for your actions.

[shareoursky]

.... a witch? The Master? I..

[bites her lip] I'd ask you what happened, but you need to stop doing that, first. Try and calm down, okay...?

[zombie_pen]

[sighs, turning off the tap]

It's a long story. & not exactly a pleasant one at that.

[looks down at his hands] I guess there's no sense in trying to scrub off my skin, huh?

[shareoursky]

... [softly] Not really, no.

I've got time for a story, if you want to tell it. The Master.. [frowns the tiniest bit, looking troubled, then just sighs]

[zombie_pen]

Do you know him well? I've never really met the man.