Chapter One

                                    

                                          
((Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie, this story belongs to me, don't copy and paste this book or I will eat your children.))
                          
((Just kidding. But still, don't do it.))

                          
> Karkat: Get dumped. 

                          
I was just watching some romcoms on a school night, smiling softly as I  thought of Dave, when I got a pesterchum notification.
                          
I happily opened the conversation. 
                          
GC: K4RK4T! 
                          
Terezi, again... I already want to bash my fucking head open. 
                          
CG: WHAT IN THE EVERLOVING FUCK COULD YOU WANT?! I WAS TRYING TO WATCH A ROMCOM IN PEACE, BUT APPARENTLY SOME BLIND ASSHAT HAS TO PESTER ME NOW? DO YOU KNOW HOW ANNOYED I AM WITH YOU, PYROPE?!
                          
She responded quickly. 
                          
GC: SO S1NC3 D4V3 1S B31NG 4 HUG3 W1MP R1GHT NOW... 
GC: H3 W4NT3D M3 TO T3LL YOU SOM3TH1NG!! 
                          
Oh hell no. He could NOT propose this early, we were STILL in high school! This dumbass!! 
                          
CG: FINE, WHAT IS IT, TEREZI??
                          
GC: H3 1S BR34K1NG UP W1TH YOU!!! 
                          
I blink slowly at the text, reading it over and over again. No no no. That can't be true. Terezi must be lying to me again, that nooksniffer. I fucking hate her. Ever since I got with Dave, she's been trying to break us up. She's not right this time, I know it. 
                          
--CG has ceased trolling GC-- 
                          
But... maybe she is right... he has been ignoring me the past few schooldays...
                          
No he hasn't. 
                          
Yes he has. 
                          
--CG has began trolling TG-- 
                          
CG: LISTEN UP HERE, I HAVE A FUCKING QUESTION, STRIDER. 
                          
Dave didn't respond for a while, so I set my phone down and waited. 
                          
Eventually, he started typing. 
                          
TG: This is Karkat, right? 
CG: DIRK? 
TG: Dave left his phone at home. 
CG: SO HE'S OUT? WHERE THE FUCK IS HE? 
TG: He told me he was going with Terezi. 
CG: TEREZI?!?
TG: Yeah. 
                          
I couldn't help it. Hot red tears spilled from my eyes, as I stared at the red text in disgust. Fucking Terezi. Fucking STRIDER! 
                          
CG: YOU KNOWW AHT? TELL FUCKIG DWVE THAT I AM DONE WITH HIS SHT! I FUCKING HATE THAT INSSUFFERABLE PRICK! I AM NEER TALKING TO HIM OR TETZI EVER AGAIN FOR AS LONG AS I FICKING LIVE!!! HE WAS A SHITTY BOYFRIENF ANYWAY!!! I AM FUCKIG DONE!!! 
                          
I re-read the message I just sent a few times. Since I was mainly pounding on my phone's keyboard with my thumbs in anger, I didn't sound too smart. Squinting at the phone, I wait for the asshole's brother to respond. 
                          
TG: Are you okay? I can understand why you would be upset, but I'm here for you if you need me. 
                          
Woah, Dirk's being nice. I was still mad about Dave and Terezi, and Dirk being all weird and confusing didn't help whatsoever. 
                          
CG: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH WITH HELPING ME?? YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME AT ALL. 
TG: Maybe I do. But listen, I know how bad breakups can be. If you need someone to talk to, I'm here. 
                          
For a second there, I actually considered his offer. Maybe he was being genuine? But I quickly pushed the thought away. 
                          
CG: UH, THANKS? BUT.. NO. I'D RATHER BE ALONE.
                          
Wow, this guy types fast. 
                          
TG: You sure? It's pretty obvious that you're unhappy, and again, I am willing to help. 
                          
I sigh and give in to Strider. 
                          
CG: FINE, IF YOU REALLY WANT TO HELP SO BAD, THEN FUCKING FINE. DO YOU KNOW WHERE MY HIVE IS? 
                          
He responds a bit slower this time.
                          
TG: Yeah. I'll be there... soon. 
CG: ...OKAY... 
                          
--TG has ceased trolling CG-- 
                          
I sit there and keep crying, just to get it all out. Even more anger fuels my body than before. And now I have Dave's creepy weeaboo brother coming over to 'help.' How does he even know where my hive is??? 
                          
A few minutes later, I hear a knocking on the door to my hive. 
                          
Dirk. 
                          
((Hellooooo. This is the start of a new fanfiction. The next chapter will be out by AT LEAST 9/8/17. Yes, I just crushed DaveKat. No, I am not sorry.))