Chapter 4

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===> Be Karkat Vantas Once Again.

Knock. Knock. Knock. I dropped the piece of metal because of the noise. Oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUCK! REALLY? NOW OF ALL TIMES?

I was bleeding obviously, and a lot. I quickly pulled my sleeves so that they once again covered my wrists, and wiped the tears from my face.

"WHO THE FUCK IS IT?" I asked, trying to make my voice to be normal and steady instead of shaky.

"Karkat, open the goddamn door, man." Said a muffled voice. Strider...? Oh, fuck.

"FUCK OFF." I shouted.

"Well I'm not fucking leaving until you open the door." He said.

My sleeves had now become discolored from the blood. I got up, unlocked and opened the door, and quickly crossed my arms, so that Dave didn't suspect anything from the discoloration.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT, DICKWAD?" I asked, actually angry at him. Now was not the time to be bothering me with his ironic bullshit.

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