Remember

Hey. My name is Terezi Pyrope, I'm a 13 year old troll female who is obsessed with law and justice and I guess that just makes me unique in some sort. I don't usually keep diaries like this, but I wanted to remember this moment forever and ever.

` I was doing something I can't quite remember. All I remember is waking up to the sudden sharp smell of orange creamsicles. Being as blind as I am, and only being able to recognize globs of color but having trouble even with that due to my delicious colored glasses, I immediately recognized the figure of Davesprite with smell and sight. He seemed surprised and scared, due to his stuttering and shaking as he gripped his orange hand on to my arm.
"T-T-Terezi." He said, trembling and shaking like a lost puppy in the rain (which actually sounds really cute). "Terezi."
"Huh?" I said, lifting a hand to adjust my glasses. A sudden spell of dizziness and confusion hit me and I was caught mumbling like a pathetic blind girl, "Where am I? Where are you?"
"I'm right here, I'm right here." Dave's grip tightened on my shoulder. My chin lifted and I inhaled dramatically to get a good smell. I never got tired of the way he smelled, it always made my mouth water a bit, so much I could practically taste him. Even though I know that sounds really, really, creepy.
"What are we doing?" I said, still a bit confused. "Where am I?" I asked again.
"I-I-I don't know." Dave said.
"Why are you stuttering like that?" It was all questions at the moment with me.
"S-Sorry. I-I-I stutter when I get n-nervous." He took a deep breath and exhaled, and his shaking calmed down a bit.
I let out a couple of chuckles. "So I finally get to meet you, Mr. Cool kid's guardian?"
"I'm still the cool kid." He said calmly, hand not moving from my shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, tilting my head slightly and letting my smile fade a bit.
Davesprite was silent for a long moment. "I...dunno."
"Dave?"
"What?"
"Something wrong?" I said, concerned. He never acted like this before, Davesprite, at least. It scared me a little. Dave never, ever lost his cool when talking to me! I was utterly convinced something was wrong with him.
Suddenly, I..dunno what happened. His grip got so tight it almost hurt, but soon, it was like he was strangling me! He must have forgotten I was blind because I was really confused and in pain, it took me a long moment to realize he was hugging me.
"He's dead." He said simply.
"Your Bro?" I said, voice sympathetic. "Dave, he died ages ago--"
He interruppted me. "They forgot about me. Everyone did. Egbert, Lalonde, Harley-- I thought they were all my friends. I don't even remember about Jadesprite, or …." He paused as if trying to remember someones name. "...Karkat."
"Karkat always talks about you, Dave!" I objected.
"He talks about Dave!" Davesprite cried. "Dave. Not me. Dave.."
"But..." I mumbled. I didn't know how to argue with him, because he was right.. All I could think of doing was just wrapping my arms around him and laying my head on his feathery chest. I breathed in the sharp spell of orange.
A little bit after, I felt some sort of liquid hit my face. It smelt...like lemon, like sudden, sour sour lemon. I made kind of a funny face at the smell and I looked up at Davesprite.
"Huh?" I said. "Whats that?"
"Are you going to forget about me, also?" Davesprite asked.
I couldn't think of an answer, my mind was still wondering what that watery substance was. I took off my glasses to try to get a better look, maybe I could at least make out something...
My bright red eyes gaped open until I realized that Davesprite wasn't wearing glasses. His eyes were blood red, like mine, and bright yellow tears ran down his cheeks.
A sudden stab of sorrow hit my heart as a teal tear ran down my cheek also, and I only hugged him tighter and said,
"I'll never forget about you."