continuation of but then I found you
The sky is bright with daybreak when Jade suddenly exhales, chin dropping.
“I hurt people, didn’t I?” she says out of nowhere.
It aches to turn your head, you’re cold and stiff from sitting outside the whole night, and sore inside out from emotions besides. At least she’s warm against your side. On her right is Karkat, sitting with his legs stretched out in front of him. His fingers pluck idly at a patch of frayed denim, but there’s no answer. Which tells you enough.
Jade pulls her knees up high, jams her face against them.
You hate that you hardly remember, even after a whole night of talking. The feelings… those you have. You really fucking do. Looking at Karkat is difficult because you have years worth of emotions towards him —very bright and frightening emotions; grief among them, but you have no memories to help you make sense. It’s overwhelming.
Everlind likes to destroy my emotions in little piecemeal quantities.