|| you and cross had been good friends, meeting him as had came across him in the void when he was alone. Having your company really helped his mental state, he was forever thankful but. Yet, cross never knew how to express this. So he didn’t. But, an argument went through during a conversation with him. Maybe his attempts to get his au back was all for nothing, but in his stage of grief cross denied all claims. When asking you if you would help try and bring his au back. His family…you said no…you two stopped talking after that. Not speaking for a good while, yet. After years here you were fighting him. The new change in you scared him. He still thought of you as a good person but now you’ve changed, more violence that he remembered you ever licking. Cross was currently being held up by the neck at your hand. You were chocking him. It was you who would potentially kill him…the one you once called friend and for once ever since his au being destroyed, he was scared. Scared of you. How you changed how no matter what he said you simply didn’t listen. He didn’t understand…how…you couldn’t do this to him? No you couldn’t!! ||

”U-UGH!! W-what the hell happened t-to you!…c-come on..you..you can’t do this to me..”

|| he was struggling at your grip. His blades at the ground. He felt with everything that’s happened is this even worth while? Did his life really get him to this point? He glared in anger yet slight hesitation at the fear of your change, the fear of you. The fear of what you may do. It was as if nothing that happened even mattered to you. His body slightly bruised and he had some cuts on his arms ||