18 The Colors Of Emotions
"R-R-R-R-R-R-ROGER!!!"
A scream reverberates throughout the empty void.
A human-sized bullet crashes into me with the might of god.
The plants that lay all around accommodate my sudden crash by making the ground soft.
All I see is... Blue?
I mean it is blue.
But also red.
A seemingly overbearing black as well.
A few specs of pink.
And an ever-present purple.
'Is this the colors?'
"I'M SORRY!!! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..." Pamala repeatedly apologizes while hugging me.
Waves of plants... If I can even call them that, assaults our surroundings representing the extreme emotions that Pamala is feeling right now.
Crashing, striking, and ramming into the ground these seemingly neverending waves, It would make more sense to call this a tsunami, collides with the ground.
I always knew that they'd know or rather ๐๐๐๐ [feel] whenever I had sex. An instinct maybe.
But I've been hurt multiple times this last month yet Pamala has never seemed to know.
Maybe it has to do with the extremity of this pain.
Maybe because instead of simple pain it was literal torture.
But it just so happens that Pamala knows what I just went through.
And all my other yanderes (God I hate calling those psychopathic bitches simple "Yanderes") probably also know about what happened as well.
That means that I'm gonna have to deal with Harley and Raven.
But never mind that. I should deal with what's in front of me instead of what's to come.
And in front of me is a psychopath repeating "I'm sorry" over and over and over again while creating a tsunami of plants.
*Sigh*
Firstly.
I want to identify all of the colors and their meanings.
It's like I can... feel? these emotions.
Not as if they're mine but like I instinctively know what they are.
'Pink...'
It feels hot. Carnal. Needy.
If it's like my weakness sight then that would be the lust she's feeling.
...
...
'Even at a moment like this??'
...
'Absolutely disgusting.'
My face contorts in disgust at the woman hugging me. If she were to see this she would probably die. Literally.
I settle down but the feelings of disgust don't leave me.
'What else can you expect from a psychopath?'
A low dark chuckle escapes my lips. Not that Pamala would be paying any attention.
There is also the color blue which anyone would closely associate with sadness.
It feels gloomy and depressing.
Maybe sad because I got tortured?
Or more that she couldn't do anything to stop said torture.
I don't know, but I do know that whatever is making her sad (if that's even the correct emotion shown) came just in time to test out my new skills.
Red is obviously closely associated with anger....I think.
It feels loud? Like something rampaging.
I can never be so sure unless I have the literal description in front of me.
Purple is not immediately something you'd think of.
It feels bubbly, shy but, well, bold.
It feels less of an emotion and more of an instinct.
Something ingrained in her very soul.
๐๐๐๐ [love]
...
It feels surreal.
Knowing that these women could actually love me.
I instinctively denied it.
But now I know that everything they do to me or have done to me.
It's because they "๐๐๐๐ ๐๐". ["love me"]
'Stupid.'
Nevermind.
The last color I can see is black.
It's the vaguest.
The rest of the emotions are quite easy to figure out (even if I'm not 100% sure that I'm right).
But black can't really be associated with an emotion.
But I feel kinda suffocated by this emotion.
It's overbearing.
Maybe her obsession?
I'm not sure.
But it's dangerous.
I'll have to put more thought into it later.
Right now I need to learn what more The Colors Of Emotions can do.
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A shorter chapter.
I just thought I should put something out there.
Especially after I left for a month.
I suddenly got some inspiration at 1 in the morning to write this so thank my brain.
My writing schedule has never really been good but due to school, it's been getting worse.
I don't want to be strapped and stressed by a time limit.
But I feel like you guys deserve it.
SO.
I will TRY to make a chapter at least once a week.
I CAN NOT say 100% that I'll be able to keep to this time but I'll try.
I just hope that you guys will still support me.
Remember, This story won't ever be dropped unless something really bad happens in my life.
So if I'm not posting then I just am not feeling it.
AND REMEMBER!!!!
I have a life as well.
I'm a high schooler you can't expect me to be able to make chapters daily.
