《~ Love is torture ~》~ S2: Chapter 3|Stares ~
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Quackity pov:
(Why did I make this kinda dramatic 😨)
As me, Wilbur and his friends walked through the gates, everyone fell silent and began to whisper to each other about us. Wilbur put his arms around my shoulders "Ignore them Alex." All the whispers were screaming at me, people calling me a whore and a slut rang in my ears. I covered my ears and looked at the 2 boys I was in between. Wilbur and another boy with blonde hair, wearing a red and white t shirt. He seemed younger then us and was talking to a shorter boy and a MUCH taller boy the same age as him and potentially a few others. George was on the other side of Wilbur talking to dream, sapnap, 2 other boys and an other girl. Wilbur was looking ahead looking at people who were whispering. The group that surrounded me seemed pretty big, Wilbur said I would know their names later.
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We got to the quad and sat at a seating place. "Guys, this is Alex but he doesn't mind quackity too." He smiled as he looked at me and the others waved. He pointed at the first boy, the one who was on the other side of me. "This is Tommy," Tommy waved. Wilbur pointed at the two boys and a person next to Tommy "That's Tubbo, the short guy, that's aimsey the other short one and that's ranboo, the tall person." He then pointed to a girl and a boy "That's jack and niki, they are inseparable."He pointed at a boy with pink hair, "that's Techno, he is a bit like me in that kind of way. I've known him since we were kids." He moved onto the next people after George, Dream and sapnap. "That's bad, foolish, skeppy, Tina and Drista but she usually talks to Tommy they probably had an argument, they'll be mates in a second." We sat talking with Tommy for a bit, feeling people staring burn into my skin like lasers.
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"isn't that the guy who was with Karl before he died?"
"Alexis Quackity his name is."
"I heard Karl stayed with him while Wilbur was in jail."
"That was so nice of Karl."
"Yeah, he was such a great guy!"
I felt like I was being tormented, tortured or mocked. I put my head in hands, resisting the urge to jump up and tell them how he abused and raped me. I felt tears flood my eyes as they continued. The whole group fell silent as they saw my reaction to the people.
"I heard Karl tried giving Alex a good life but he didn't want it. He wanted the murderer."
"What a selfish bitch."
"I know, what a whore." They laughed. I got up and walked over to the girls.
"Can we help yo-" I slapped her across the face. "WHAT THE FUCK YOU BITCH!!" The girl on the floor held her face.
"I would not make assumptions about others." I stared at her then turned around to walk away.
"What I said a bit too true for you, you skank." I stopped in my tracks.
"Skank?" The girl hummed in agreement, she was now on her feet.
"You were given the choice of having a good life with Karl at that party but you chose that." She pointed at Wilbur.
"I wouldn't want to be with Karl."
"But he was a nice-" I was about to lose my shit.
"NO HE WAS NOT, IF YOU KNEW WHAT HE HAD DONE TO ME OVER AND OVER YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND WHY I WOULDNT BE WITH HIM.HE WAS NEVER A GOOD GUY." I noticed the crowd around us. Murmuring and whispering. The group watched us and were silent.
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"Fucking lies." I felt an impact on my face that came back after a minute or less as the girl kept slapping me. "HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT ABOUT KARL YOU SL-" she raised he hand but someone blocked it. I looked up, Wilbur holding onto her wrist. "Let go you FREAK!!" He pushed her out of the way causing her to land on the floor once again. He held a hand out towards me.
"You okay?" I took his hand and nodded, eyes flooded with tears. Us and the group walked away and I felt something running down my head and over my lips.
"Alex," Niki said, I hummed in response. "You're bleeding." She pointed at my head and my nose.
"O-Oh.. I'm alright." Wilbur held my chin and turned me to face him.
"Oh shit you are. Here come I'll get you cleaned up. Tell the teacher we had an injury we had to taken care of." The others nodded, me and Wilbur went to the nearest toilet and locked ourselves in the stall. Thankfully these were the stalls in separate rooms so no one could see what we were doing. I was sat on the toilet seat, Wilbur was digging through my bag for wipes and plasters. He found the wipes and crouched down to my size. "Look at me for a second darling." I looked up at him, "good boy." He smiled and wiped the cut on my head, occasionally stinging me. He wiped a few small cuts on my faces and the one on my nose. I had 2 plasters on my face, one on my nose the other on my head. Wilbur looked at me in awe, smiling at me as I stood up. He kissed where plasters were, trailing down all the way to my lips. I was then pulled in for a romantic kiss, with Wil on the toilet seat lid, me on his lap. I snaked my arms around his neck, his sliding under my shirt. We spent more time in there doing..stuff then headed to lesson. We walked into the classroom, everyone looked at us. "Tuck in your shirt Mr soot, zip up your pants Mr Quackity" we laughed then sat at our seats.
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