I awake to a dull throbbing pain in my head. I try to move my hands, but they're tied behind my back. I open my eyes to gather my surroundings. I'm in a small room, the air in here is stuffy and it's a little dark. How did I get here anyway? I wrack my brain for memory of where I had last been. Oh yeah, I was going to see Terezi, but then I'd heard a noise above me… what happened after that? I try to turn around to see if there's anything I can use to cut my ropes, and I wind up coming face-to-face with the murderous juggalo.

I feel my heart rate quicken as I stare into his deranged eyes, killed in a tiny room most likely accessible only from the ventilation system by a murderous clown-troll. Not how I plan on dying at all. His insane grin gets even wider. "Hey there motherfucker." He drawls.

"Fuck you, Gamzee." I hiss. His eyes seem to almost go a bit redder, I curse myself for being such an idiot.

"Do you hate me?" He chuckles.

"Yeah, I hate you. But not like a fucking blackrom thing." He just chuckles and leans close enough that I can smell his breath.

"I motherfuckin' hate you a lot brother." He hisses before kissing me on the lips.

My first reaction is to knee him as hard as I can and inch as far away from him as I can in this tiny excuse of a room. "Terezi's your kismesis." I growl at him. I shaking from anger so much I can hardly breathe.

"I hate you so motherfuckin' much more than I hate her." He growls back. He reaches over me and starts fumbling with my bonds. "And you hate me a lot don't you motherfucker?"

My hands are free, I immediately grab his neck. I'm angry, so angry. Because I know he's right. I hate him so much, it's like a drug. I want him to make me angry again and again. I find myself kissing him, a kiss I hate so much it makes me shake uncontrollably. I feel his hands wrap around my neck.

"Drown in the hate brother." He whispers as we both start to squeeze.