《Why Did I do This to Myself?!? (One Piece Fanfic)》Silent Tears
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Did I die?
Probably.
Is death just existing in darkness?
Well that's all I'm getting right now.
.
.
.
Fuck, this is boring.
While I'm chilling in what I assume to be endless darkness, I feel something tickle my skin. Wait...
Moving my hand to my face, I feel something hard a smooth that seems to have a spiral protruding from my upper face. Guess I'm not dead? The plot thickens.
Pulling it off my face, light fills my vision making me recoil slightly. It's really bright, I feel like a truck ran over my body. Is this what it feels like to have a hangover?
Setting the object in my lap and sitting up, I take in my unfamiliar surroundings. Why's the sand red? Is this hell? I guess my existence is hell so it might be an improvement.
Feeling liquid lap against my legs, I turn my attention to the water. The strange thing is I don't feel any wind. Nor see any clouds. The water is completely calm, no ripples or waves. Just the tide going in and out. It's like a dream, but I feel like shit with a migraine coming on so maybe a nightmare.
Feeling movement from my lap I look down- omg! Lad!! He lives! "How are you alive?"
He lazily emerges from his shell, looking around. Looking up at me he gives me a 'I hate you' look. For like 5 minutes. We made eye contact. The only sound being the tide going in and out.
"You gonna say something or..."
3 minutes later I get bord, lifting him up I get my caboose off the floor. Turning around Im greeted with the site of thick forest. How the fridge?
I think I might, possibly, be in the calm belt. But if so how the fridge did I get here? God? Fuck you.
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After I'm done flipping off the sky, I realized my main delema. How do I get food? I only have a knife and it's not the best quality... Guess blindly exploring my new environment it is.
Using observation haki to create a 25 foot barer so I know if anything is approaching me (I would make it bigger but I think my head would implode), I enter the dense woods with Lad. Kinda wish I had a bag to put him in, but I can make one later. Island survival bitch!
After waking in random derections for half an hour I come across a stream. Cool, a water source. Guess I'm gonna set up some sort of camp near here.
Following the stream twords it's source, something set's off in my safety spear. Shit. Zeroing in on it with my haki, I become utterly confused as to what it is. It's big, like the size of a bear and looks jacked. So I don't wanna mess with it, if I die I'm giving everything to Lad.
Being intelligent and doing a wise thing for the first time in my life, I climb a tree. I'm to tired to dealing with this thing and I don't wanna piss it off. I don't even know if it's a carnivore but I don't wanna find out.
Cowering in a tree like a loser, I make the decision to not sleep in the tree. Something bad always happens so imma just not. But I need a secure location to not die when I pass out...
Looking down at Lad who's doing nothing, I poke him. If he won't talk I'll bother him till he does. Wich takes a hour.
'FUCKING STOP!' I hear a angry voice shout in my head, making me wince. Lad has a pissed expression and I think he would be strangling me if he had longer arms.
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"HEY! Language." I say sternly. He gives me the stink eye.
'Fuck you.' Dam, I kinda deserve that.
Taking a deep breath, I let out a sigh, "Look, I know I'm not the best and a lot has happened recently. And I know I should be more here instead of hiding and being oblivious to the problem. I just can't deal with the thought that they could all be dead, and I can't even check to see because I'm to tired. I know your pissed at me for it, and I'm trying. I really am. But I need your help right now, I can't do this on my own and I think I'll go nuts if I can't talk to someone else to distract me." I say with a shaky voice.
I won't deny it, I'm fucking terrified right now. I just... It's to much to process form me right now. We just gotta not die, that's top priority. If we can live to see tomorrow I'll be happy.
'Ok.' I hear a soft voice eco throughout my head.
Looking down at Lad I see sympathy in his eye's. Then something snaps. Like a glass overflowing tears pour out of my eye's as a sob escapes my throat. Holding him tighter, I cry. And not the pretty kind, I full on ugly cry with Lad just kinda there.
I might be a dumb ass but I'm not gonna go out on a random island this early into my career of being a dick.
Maybe when I'm 15.
Word count: 890
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