Karkat x Reader - Mute or Mutated? (Chapter Seven)

It was like you had been struck by lightning.
Like you had been stabbed in your chest, slowly bleeding out in a dark alleyway.

You had said to yourself over and over again not to get attached to these kids.
But there was something about them you had grown to love.

The barriers and suspicions you usually had were once again reinforced, and could feel yourself return to normal.
Return to the apathetic, cold-hearted person you really were.

You swear you had just caught a virus these last couple of days.

******

As you were serving the last drink to the last customer, your boss pats you on the back with a hearty laugh.
"You back to your normal self again?" He inquires.

You simply nod and hand the drink over.

"You know (Name), you did seem a lot happier."

You point to your chest, then gesture to the door.

I'm still to soft.

He flashes you a sad smile.

"It'll work out for you eventually."

For the final time, you check your phone.
(Name), what's wrong!?
What the hell did I do?!
Damn it (Name)!
Answer!
-Karkat

You sigh and drop your phone onto the floor, crushing it underneath your sneakers.

I hate my life.

******

Another day, another headache.

You hadn't noticed that your usual seat had inched closer towards the rest of the class.
Irritated, you kick it back to its normal place.

Eventually the rest of the class manages to find their way into the class before the bell rings, and you watch as Karkat and Terezi approach their desks.

"Hey, guys! We'll meet you by the courts, okay?" You hear John call over to them.

Admittedly uncomfortable, you inch towards the window, hoping he didn't notice you.

But, of course he did.
You observe him point your way and laugh, and you see Dave behind him.

You thanked your lucky stars that you had a book, with which you could bury your shame in.


Halfway through the boring lecture, a note lands onto your desk.
Obviously, you reluctant to even pick it up - so you managed to ignore it for quite some time.

This note was something you did not want to risk reading.