《Laff Ships》Obsession - 7
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Part 7/? - Pushed. - Meme's Elimination
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Laff's POV - Same week Tbh was kidnapped.
-Thursday - 7:05 a.m.
"Socksss!"
Meme whined,
Clinging on to his arm..
It fills me with anger.
For some reason,
This day, I feel...
More violent.
And when I wasn't paying attention,
Meme was trying to kiss Socks on the cheek.
"Socksy Wocksy! Muah!"
That horrible, horrible, voice...
It annoys me.
I'll leave them alone for now,
But knowing who Meme really is now...
I'm not sure if I'll hold it in for long..
Don't kill.
Don't kill.
Don't kill.
Tbh is already seen as missing.
"Meme, Can you stop hugging me? I feel like I'm gonna die."
Socks laughed.
Jealousy.
Jealousy.
"Hmphhhh! Sorry~ Socksy!"
"It's just Tbh is now also missing with Blaza! I'm worried I'll lose you tooo baby~~~"
Socks stared back at Meme, seemingly uncomfortable,
But still he didn't say anything.
He just continued to comfort Meme with no speaking.
Tch.
"Lafffff! Laffen Gasman!"
A woman shouted as she ran towards me, a piece of paper in her hands.
"Oh, it's you, Dina. What is it now?"
I replied.
Dina.
She is the leader of the drama club.
Naturally, she has strawberry blonde hair, but she often dyes it different colours.
She thinks highly of herself and has no respect for her mates.
"Look. Our club may get disbanded."
"Since Amir and Blaze are missing, were low on people."
"And I know there's still some peasants out there that aren't in any clubs yet. So please just help me this once, you freak."
Dina makes my blood boil,
However,
At least she's not like Meme.
I'll help her this one time.
I might still need the club for masks and gloves, after all.
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"Sure."
I responded.
In the distance,
I hear Meme and Socks talking,
"Let's go to the library then!"
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After a few minutes of putting up posters, and promoting the club,
I still have a few more minutes before classes start.
So I decided to check on my love,
Running up to the library.
"Socks and Meme went in here, right?"
Slowly opening the door for a peek,
I can hear their voices, but it is still unclear what they're saying.
I should go in, then.
I have no idea why but,
Meme seems suspicious.
Socks seemed a bit uncomfortable for a moment Meme was clinging onto him.
My love... I'll protect you.
Hiding behind a shelf,
I pushed a few books away to make a nice viewing hole while I listen.
"Meme. Please just stop.. I understand you're upset about them but please..."
"Why don't you get it Socksy? I'm not upset about them.
It's you I'm mad at."
"Why?"
"Why?! Why won't you cooperate?"
"I'm not ready for that yet, Meme.
You know I don't like that."
"Then, learn to like it."
From the small hole,
I can see the argument.
As Socks resists, Meme continued to push towards him.
Making him upset.
My love...
It's obvious Meme's hurting him, and forcing him into something.
But I can't blow my cover.
I'm sure Meme already remembers who I am.
Meme held Socks wrist tight as he pushed Socks back.
While Socks is afraid, he backs away into a corner,
Giving Meme more room for his disgusting behaviour.
As Meme forcefully kisses Socks,
I decided to take my leave as I can't possibly blow my own cover protecting him.
Still.
Meme fills me with anger.
I should go to class now.
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I can't stand being here.
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Lunch Time -
Before going to eat lunch at the rooftop,
I decided to go to the drama club's room,
Where they have a display of masks and gloves at the back.
A mask, and one pair of gloves.
That's all I need.
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Meme continues to disturb Socks, even during lunchtime and on the rooftop.
Just looking at Meme makes me angry.
Meme, You shall pay for the things you've done to my love.
My dearest.
He continues to pretend to enjoy Meme's company but even I know he's uncomfortable.
While waiting for the perfect moment to strike,
I finally decided to put on the mask I took,
As well as covering up my head with my jacket's hood.
The gloves were already on,
And now to wait for the perfect moment.
The one second Meme lets go of my dear,
I'll strike.
I can't handle seeing him upset my love anymore.
You've gone too far, Meme.
As Meme finally lets go,
I ran straight ahead,
Getting a hold on Meme's wrists as I managed to push him to the very edge of the rooftop.
"Who are you?! Let go of Meme!"
Meme's back was turned to me.
As I let go of his wrists,
I grabbed onto his heels instead,
Slowly pushing his upper body off,
And completely throwing him off.
And no one will know despite it all being out in the open.
Hearing him scream as he falls down,
What a wonderful tune to hear as I run away.
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Police arrived as I cleaned everything off and returned everything.
Lucky for me,
Socks defends me as I can get closer to him...
The man I love...
Is once again, safe.
At last.
And I got away with everything.
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MEME'S ELIMINATIONNNN IS FINALLY DONEEE
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