Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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Gold screamed again, rolling over, not looking at Skeppy. "No-no... Ca-ca-can't- hu-hu-hurts- no, no, no...." He sobbed hard, curling into himself.
Bad frowned, pushing the boy's hair back. "Shhh, we're here. Calm down, please, calm down and breathe with Skeppy.
Lem whimpered and decided to teleport back to Kinoko. Before xey left xey left a note on the counter in the kitchen, saying xey went back home. -
“Hey, gently, just control it, okay?” Skeppy whispered.
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Gold sobbed, unable to control himself anymore. "I- no- it- w-was - hu-hu-hurts ... ha-ha-hat-hate -- ca-ca-can't-" The boy went back to scratching his face. He didn't even know what he was doing anymore.
Bad frowned, rubbing Gold's back. "Bud, calm down. Shh, you could make yourself sick. We're here, you're safe." -
Skeppy gently grabbed Gold’s wrists, bringing them away from his scars. “Gold, look at me, and try to breathe.”
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Gold whimpered, locking eyes with Skeppy. He managed a few shaky exhales, trying to hold back sobs and screams.
Bad frowned, worried about his son. He knew that the outburst wasn't the normal Gold. Gold never said that stuff. He would never hurt Skeppy, or would never even tried. -
“There you go, keep breathing,” Skeppy said softly.
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Gold whimpered, starting to shake. He coughed, trying to pull his wrists away from Skeppy, at the same time he had to bite down on his tongue to stop from screaming.
Bad brushed Gold's hair back again, softly wiping his tears away. -
“Hey, hey you got it, keep breathing,” Skeppy whispered.
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Gold went limp, done fighting, done resisting, done trying to push Bad and Skeppy away. It was a lot, his panic attack having escalated way more than he ever thought it would. He wasn't tired. but he just gave up.
Bad looked down at Gold, seeing the pain in the boy's eyes. He sighed, wishing he could help his son. -
“Hey, Gold, can I hold you?” Skeppy whispered.
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Gold whimpered, tears spilling out of his eyes. "I- I gu-gu-guess..." He coughed.
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“Okay,” Skeppy said softly, gently picking Gold up and cradling him as comfortably as he could.
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Gold sniffled, hyperventilating again. He felt off, being in his uncle's arms after yelling that he hated them. Hated Bad, Skeppy, Lem.
Bad put his head in his hands, frowning. "Oh, gosh..." -
Skeppy glanced at Bad before back at Gold. “Shh. Gold, you didn’t really mean what you said, right?” He whispered.
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"N-no. I-I di-di-didn't..." Gold mumbled, clinging to Skeppy. "B-bu-but I st-sti-still sa-said i-it. A-and hi-hi-hit y-y-y-yo-you."
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