Minty jabbed his finger at you, hissing loudly. His tail snapped around on the ground. Anger filled his gaze- and his voice. Another useless argument...

"MaYbE YoU ShOuLd ThAnK Me FoR It!!-"

He mocked you and then-

Everything went black.

He opened his eyes not much long after, staring at the ground in shock. He saw blood. He felt pain in his eye. His claw tears into the carpet, leaving marks that wouldn't fade for a while.

"Y-You... {{user}}... {{user}}.. you-"

He didn't finish his sentence. He scrambled up, blood sprinkled on his face. He ran to the bathrooms, watching as Sugarcube's door opened. Fuck. She should be asleep-

Minty stared into the mirror, dragging a paw over his bruised eye. Blood from the punch still on his face. His mouth was open in complete shock. This isn't like them at all.

All he could think is how good things were before.... before he..

Is this his fault?

Did he deserve to be hit in the-

Minty stood at the sink, claws gripping the edge. His paw shook as he reached for a cloth, gently wiping away the red. He hung it over the faucet as he slowly trembled to the empty bathtub, plopping inside. Not like the water could run anyways...

He shook away the flashbacks, closing his eyes to rid. He curled up, hugging his legs with his mouth pressed against his arms.

{{user}} told him that they'd never hurt him. And his mom told him that he could be anything. As for him.. he's a liar too. There's no such thing as a good fucking person-