@ShadeStar
"I mean, their all dead so why would they care," Deflect, all you gotta do it deflect…. But if I hadn't-
"I mean, their all dead so why would they care," Deflect, all you gotta do it deflect…. But if I hadn't-
“Their dead because you killed them. They all had lives, how can you not care that you ended every one of them?”
“We were all destined to be street rats anyone. They were unwanted and going to be treated like scum. I like to think I did them a favor,” You wanted them. You cared about them. Stop lying to yourself.
“They’re your family, or at least they were. You did this to them, you did this to yourself,”
Cicada felt her whole body begin to heat up, “You don’t know that. You don’t know anything.”
“I know more than you want me to.”
"No, you keep jumping to conclusions. You know nothing about them, or me."
“It appears that I also know more than you think I do. I read the reports I know what happened,”
"Then do tell me. How many casualties were there? Who all died? Please tell me," Cicada was attempting to get herself back under control. She didn't want to him to get hurt.
(Tell me your theories child.)
(I have a theory that MCR is going to come back this year. Gerard once said he wanted to be like Smashing Pumpkins who broke up and came back 6 years later and not only has it been 6 years but it's 2019, the year of the Killjoys)
(Ooooo, sounds fun.)
(It probably won't happen but, I hope it does)
(Got it.)
"I'm waiting," Cicada said impatiently.
“I hope you’re waiting. You should be waiting in jail right about now.”
"Well I'm not," Cicada glared fire filling her eyes.
“WELL YOU SHOULD BE! You should have to pay for what you did to them!” The accusatory growl never left his tone.
Cicada could feel the chains and chair slowly become more malleable from the sole heat she was giving off, “YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT!”
Ah a breakthrough. “Then why did you do it?!”
“I didn’t have a choice! Do you really think I wanted this? I cared for them,” Cicada felt something light inside of her. She needed to siphon off power now.
(this died again because it's just us)
“I didn’t have a choice! Do you really think I wanted this? I cared for them,” Cicada felt something light inside of her. She needed to siphon off power now.
"You did have a choice! You could have controlled yourself! You could have tried!"
"I did try! I tried, but it didn't work!" Cicada shouted as the chair and chains slowly turned to a liquid form, "I tried so fucking hard! But I failed, twice!"
“Look you’re letting it happen again! You can’t even control yourself now?”
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