(Hello! Uhm- So warning for this chapter is Abuse and Self harm (Or attempt to)! I do ask- please don't be doing self harm plainly- If you ever need to talk I' m always open! And I have decided that before I post next chapters I must have the next chapter half done-! Uh- Enjoy the sad chapter! And if you haven't been able to tell, I switch POVs easily! Sorry-!)
Wilbur POV (It'll be too sad in a Quackity POV.)
It was 3:30 on a Saturday.. I went to go see Quackity, usually his parents aren't home on Saturday.
I knock on the door in case. But what if he was asleep?
I sigh and quietly open the door, looking at the empty, messy house, I walk to the hallway which his bedroom was.
I open the door so see nobody.. I look over to the bathroom, The door was open
Where could he have gone- it's Saturday.. He doesn't work today-
I continue to look around his house quietly for him until I make it to the kitchen...
Quackity was standing this with his sleeve rolled up and a knife against his arm. Tears rolling down his cheeks, he sniffled trying to focus on his arm. He couldn't He was way too shaky,with his eyes blurry from crying.
I quietly go to behind him from the other side of the kitchen. I come up from behind him then taking the knife from him.
He gasps looking at me then backing up scarred..?
I can tell.. He looked ashamed and embarrassed that I found out-..
He looks down, I open my arms for a hug "Come here please-.." I wasn't happy about him doing this.. nor was I mad?
It was sad he was doing this to himself, he has a shitty life, shitty parents, and a terrible Ex...
He comes over slowly, hugging me and continues crying a bit.
We pull away from the hug
"Quackity-.. look at me..." I whisper
He doesn't look at me..
Quackity POV
I don't look at him; I'm scared if I don't though-..
I'm shaking so hard, I can't control it.. I hope he doesn't see that either-
He repeats in a firm voice "Look at me" Reminded me of Jshlatt-..
Last time I wouldn't look at Jshlatt he slapped me. I didn't want to be slapped again-..
Wilbur wouldn't slap me... would he...?
"Quackity-..." He raises his other hand
I panic and burst out crying, shaking even more than I was before "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll look at you! Please don't hit me!" I cry out, backing away from him until I hit the wall behind me. then sliding down with my head in my hands
He looks at me then down to his feet "You're scared of me..?"
I quickly shake my head no. "I- I-M- mem- memor-" I stuttered too much. "Fuck!" I yell out, not controlling my words.
Wilbur walks over to and sits down next to me.
I look at him, my eyes are puffy and red. He hugs me as I lay my head down in his lap. We make eye contact .
--1 hour later they're still laying there--
We were still laying there, peacefully.. Until I heard the front door open
"Quackity! You bastard-! Get out here!" I recognize the voice-.. I fucking forgot my oldest brother was coming home today. He yells my name louder.
I quickly get up, then shoving Wilbur in the closet in the kitchen whispering to him "Stay please-.."
He comes into the kitchen "Why didn't you come when I fucking called you?" He snaps at me
"I-" I don't answer fast enough, he slaps me, causing me to tumble.
He takes my chin and takes a hard look at me "Such a disappointment-.." He tightens his grip, causing me to whine quietly "So fucking weak too-" He pushes me down to the ground and stands there looking at me
"Get back up now-" He commands. I start to get up as he pushes me down again. I could tell Wilbur was stopping himself from coming out and stopping my brother but he knew that would have gotten me in more shit.
"Lets go- We're leaving for the day-" I was confused but I nodded. He started to walk off, and as he walked off, I mimicked "Go" To Wilbur in the closet.
The closet was going to make a loud noise when he opened it so I fake sneezed twice, as I watched Wilbur leave out the back door...
"Don't fucking do that- That is disgusting" He snaps at me, not even looking at me.
I quickly nod "sorry-.." We get to the door "Get your shoes on- I'll wait-" I quickly put on my shoes then looking up at him.
We go outside to the car, me on drivers side cause he was too lazy to drive-
"Follow this GPS, That's were we will be going for the day-" I nod then looking at the GPS starting to drive.
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We were 3 minutes away, the GPS said.
I sigh "W-Where are we even going-..?" He looks over to me with a wide grin on his face "You'll see" That grin wasn't anything good-..
I saw that we were then one minute away from the destination, I start to look around then I see it..
He taking me to a fucking bar..
(Hah- Cliff hanger bitch- If you didn't read in the front it said that I'm not posting the next chapter until the chapter before that is half done- So that is that! Sorry for another pretty short chapter- But uhm- No request, MY STORY- and Have a nice day/night/evening)
(Also- Is evening and afternoon the same thing?? Just wondering XD)
Word Count: 983
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