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I felt light as if I was laying on a cloud but at the same time I felt wrong and that something was missing something telling me that I shouldn't be alive, and a name keeps popping in my mind Twixxel.
I open my eyes feeling something wet falling into my face and the first thing I see is.... a yellow ball?, "hello?" my voice came rasp and dry like I ate sand and decided water wasn't optical.
The yellow ball stopped crying looking at me with widened eyes "m-mob?" he comes closer towards me carefully and what I can tell is hesitant "how are you-....you shouldn't be...." he was saying something but my mind was fogging.
"What are you talking about? and who are you, where am I" I tried to get up but my body wasn't responding "auggh- what happen to me?" looking around I could see blood my blood that neon purple but it looked like buckets of it(am going with the enderman headcanon).
"DON'T MOVE" he yells "I mean don't move too much your hurt" he came closer to me being by my side a light shun he had more of a human body but still a yellow ball for a head but he's is holding me steady picking me up.
"hey hey wait what are you doing" I panic when he lifts me up him being tall as hell "were are you taking me? dude let go of me, I don't know you?".
he stops and looks at me "am taking you home...." he pause "am Verity, your personal helper friend" he said a bit quietly and not making eye contact with me but something felt weird..wrong even.
"I have heard that name before..." I try to remember but nothing came on my mind just emptiness and fog "are we friends?" I try to ask but I felt so tired I wanted to close my eyes and sleep since for some reason I felt safe with him but my body scream to run an get away.
"yes, we are." he sounded hurt
He carried me for a couple of hours but in the far I saw a build....a house well more like two of them. "where are we?" I ask as we enter the door and he place me onto the bed "wait am still bleedi-" he gave me...an enchanted golden apple.
"eat it" and so I did the wound of the handgun entry mouth, bullet into left frontal brain region, sagittal heal in an instant
"...so...what happen?" I ask one more time.
"you try to kill yourself with a handgun".
"what.....do...do you know why?..." I was confused what do you mean I try to kill myself why would I do that I don't understand did I felt sad?, depressed?, angry? our sorrow? what is happening...
"....." Verity just stared at the floor "rest" he final after what it felt forever.