Jealous | Tommyinnit angst

42 ➪ Ask About it Later.

"How did he find out?" Sapnap growled.

"I- I don't know.." I muttered, twiddling my fingers with every word I spoke.

"You do know, don't you?.." He seethed, I could sense his anger rising.

I suddenly became very tense, Sapnap and I were far off into the woods, far enough for them to not hear us scream.

"I swear- I haven't said anything!?" I backed up a little.

"Well Wilbur obviously found out some way!" He threw his arms.

"Maybe he just saw us and we didn't see him!" I raised my voice.

"DONT FUCKING RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME, QUACKITY!!" Sapnap yelled.

"Sorry.. Jeez..." I mumbled and crossed my arms.

"You know that when Wilbur finds out.. He's obviously not gonna have a closed mouth in a fight." He stated the obvious.

"And that's exactly what happened. So now everyone fucking knows, Quackity." Sapnap blamed me.

"I never told him I swear!! Please just- Believe me." I cried.

"No, Quackity. You broke my trust." He sounded genuine, I felt really sorry for having Wilbur find out.. I didn't tell him though?

"I didn't fucking tell Wilbur!" I shouted a little, instantly covering my mouth.

"What did I fucking tell you." He took off his sad and whiny facade and turned angry at the speed of light.

"I didn't mean it- I.. Please.." I tripped backwards and fell down.

"I FUCKING TOLD YOU, QUACKITY!!" He screamed, stomping over.

"NO NO PLEASE IM SORRY-"

Wilbur POV

I drowned in sorrow as I laid against my synthetic sleeping bag. The sky was dusk and dark, it didn't help my pain. I hated myself for standing in Phil's shadow. I'm just like him. Everyone thinks different of me now, I changed a lot after Techno left. There was no one to help me then.

I wasn't proud with myself for slapping Tommy. That was awful, I regret it so much. Before I could hold myself back from hitting him but he just pissed me off so much- Do I have anger issues? Screw it.

I lit a cigarette and smoked a little. I then lit it again and pressed it down on my thigh. I had multiple scars from other burn marks and marks from Dad. I was just creating more. I deserve it anyway, I'm a shit human being.

I threw away the cigarette and limped back to my tent, every step kinda hurt my leg, especially to stretch it.

I shortly fell asleep after that.

I woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking, I got dressed and zipped open my tent. "Morning, Quackity!" I smiled.

"Hey, Wilbur! You're up early." Quackity smiled back.