Dawn | exes and broken hearts
I wonder why Alex hasn't sent a single message yet. I was busy reviewing some charts, but I continued to play Karl's stream in the background. I find a sort of merriment listening to them arguing about some of the harder parts of the game that required strong teamwork, also because Alex was really bad at parkour. The stream ended hours ago, it'll be dark out soon and I've been waiting for him ever since.
Should I send him a message first? Will he think I'm being too clingy? Does his definition of 'after the stream' mean 'after the stream but literally a day, week, month or two after'? I mean, all those could still apply.
I sighed, as Alex would say, in a less vulgar way, screw it! It's weird of him to not stay true to his word. I should ask how he is because, for all I know, he might be stranded in the bathroom, his gluteus maximus and gluteus medius stuck in the toilet, and the stress from his predicament is making him froth in the mouth. Yup, that's what I'm going to tell him if he asks why I sent him a message. It's genius, I know, thought of it myself.
You
Hey, how was the stream?
04:47 PMQuackity
oh hey
04:58 PMits was good
04:58 PMYou
Are you okay, Alex? You seem a
little off. Did something happen?
04:58 PMQuackity
its fine dawn you might be busy
04:49 PMYou
No, no. If you need to talk, I'mhere for you.
04:50 PMQuackity
i bumped into my ex on my way
to pick up groceries
04:51 PMshes fucking pregnant
04:51 PMYou
Oh, want to call to talk about it?
04:52 PMHe didn't even respond this time, he just called immediately. We've never called each other before, now that I think about it. This would probably be the first time.
I picked up almost instantaneously but when I put my earphones on, I could hear nothing but his steady breathing on the other line. "Hey," I began. He chuckled, but not like his usual ones. This one sounded pained and exhausted. "I'm ready if you are," I assure him that he doesn't need to force anything out.
"I saw Pauline, my ex, in the grocery," Pauline? Isn't that someone from his middle school? Like a crush of some sort. "She was- fuck. She's my first actual girlfriend. We were together for some time, broke it off almost 2 years ago when she- she fucking cheated." I gasped. Cheating wasn't new, as terrible as it may sound, cheating is a prevalent problem in relationships. It's horrible to be a victim of that. I can't imagine the thoughts swirling in Alex's head when he found out. "Kept seeing Louis, her ex, behind my back for almost the hole fucking duration of our relationship. Can you believe that? My stupid ass, flew every month to Mexico just to see her, but when I'm not around, she goes- she fucking goes seeing someone else. And I didn't know that until a year later!" I could hear the venom in his voice, how he spoke through gritted teeth. He wasn't just mad, he was outraged and I couldn't blame him. Clearly, he poured his emotions and affection to this Pauline lady but she- Alex wasn't enough for her.
And that is what I don't understand. Alex is an amazing person and he seemed to have done his best to care for her. I cannot comprehend or condone cheating. If you feel unsatisfied with your current relationship then why not end it, then venture for a new one? People aren't playthings that can be toyed with because unlike inanimate objects and animals, we're rationale and we have feelings. Is this a way of playing safe? Like when you get bored of a channel on TV you can just switch to another one and come back to the previous later? Now that's a absurd process of thinking.

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FanfictionDawn lives the simple, eventful, and sleepless life of a doctor. She always thought that the only form of attention she would ever get is from her many patients -definitely not that of Quackity and his many viewers'. Twenty million subscribers, eigh...