Error POV
I woke up in a dark room. Ink was next to me badly beaten and holding my hand. I squeezed hers lightly and she smiled ever so slightly.
"I'm so sorry baby... t-they shot my leg I-I tried i couldn't stop them." She said.
I hugged her.
"Ink where are we?" I asked, trying to keep calm.
"My home..." she answered.
I started crying. I was scared. Scared that Ink would die. I don't want that to happen. I want this all to be a bad dream.
  The door opened. Ink looked up and hugged me.

Ink POV
  Mom walked in. She looked pretty pleased with herself. I hugged Error protectively. If she hurts him again I'll shoot her.
  Error looked at me.
  "Are you ready to behave?" Mom asked.
  I spit in her face. She gasped and slapped me. I didn't even flinch.
  I kicked her in the shin.
  "OW! Fuckin bitch!" She yelled.
  I grabbed her gun and shot her in the head. Error looked at me shocked. I put the gun back in her hand and wrote a fake suicide note.
  "Ink, sweetheart this isn't Heathers." Error said.
  "You're right. We'll frame dad." I said.
  He nodded.
  Dad burst into the room, saw mom dead, and grabbed the gun. I smiled. Using a bit of magic I helped him shoot himself.
  "...and you didn't do this before because...?"
  "They never hurt you before. Now please help me. I can't walk." I said.
  He picked me up and tried not to step in any blood as he walked to the hospital.
  I felt so scared but at this point, I was so numb from feeling sad that I couldn't show it. They got the bullet out of my leg. And replaced part of it with metal.
  It hurt but, hey who cares right? Error did. And honestly I felt so happy with him I barely cared that I strait up murdered my parents.