Not all story's end in happy endings.

~Ava & Wilbur~

TW: drinking and mentions of suicide, rape and abuse
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Quackity POV:

I will admit, I'm terrible when it comes to controlling my alcohol intake. One, two, three glasses. Then later I count again and it goes 6, 7, 8 glasses. Like I missed 3.

That's what happened the last few times, and it's happened again. It's 8:30am and I'm chugging wine like it's water.

I didn't care, it was my life decision.

But of course, there was one man who did care, and if you haven't guessed then your a dumbass. I heard the door unlock, I swiftly put the bottle under my desk. "Hey pumpkin!" I smiled, "Hi Schlatt." I smiled, trying to hide the fact that I'm drunk.

It's hard too, especially when you have a boyfriend who's been and alcoholic before. He's stopped, obviously.

"How many glasses have you had?" I looked at him, trying to remember. "Six? But I probably had one just now so seven? I don't know Schlatt, I really don't." He looked at me, worried. "You should start keeping track."

"Did you?"

"Yes actually. I did. But for you it's just, one two ten."

"Yeah." I laughed nervously. "You know I love you, right?" I nodded hesitantly. "Ok good." What did he do this time? He must've done something. He never says that unless he's done something. Oh well, I grabbed another sheet of paper and continued paperwork.

For what seemed like forever. Then I remembered something. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and texted Schlatt.

Texts:

Quackity: hey you know that Fundy has a therapy session today, right?

Schlatt: yeah I'm getting him rn

Quackity: thanks babe

Schlatt: no Problem ❤️

Quackity: :]

I put my phone away and continued working.

Hopefully these sessions actually work, I mean it'd be nice if they do.

Fundy POV:

I stepped into dads car, I still don't know what to think about the sessions. I like Puffy, she's really sweet, but like, I don't know.

"So, how many therapy sessions now?" Dad asked when we were half way there.

"Like 4?"

"Nope! 9, this is the 9th." Huh. So much time has passed I didn't even notice. He stopped at the place, opening the car door on both sides. "Cmon, I'll walk you in." And he did just that, we walked in and I looked around.

There was only a few people there. Like Tubbo, Tommy, Ranboo and Eret were the only four that I recognized. There were two others that I didn't know the name of.

The door at the end of the hallway swung open, no one walked out except Puffy. "Sorry for the wait ev- ah! Fundy! Come on in!" Dad smiled, looked at me and left.

I walked in, shutting the door behind me. "So, how's it been?" She asked with a smile on her face. "Good, works been kinda stressful. But Quackity makes it bare able." She nodded, "Ok, so. Todays gonna be a rough topic, I hope you can trust me enough."

I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Quackity called, saying you told him and Schlatt something, and he thought it'd be best for us to talk about it."

I immediately knew what it was, and I was comfortable enough to talk about it. Which is good.

"So, we all know Wilburs done a lot of fucked up things. And he did something to you personally. I feel like you know what I'm saying."

I nodded. "I do, it's not been only once that he's raped me, he's don't it before and he's still doing it." She looked at me in shock. "He's still doing it? Like, everyday?" I nodded. "Holy god. When's the first time if you don't mind me asking." I inhaled. "Manburg."

"Explain, if you want."

"Exactly 15 years ago I saw Wilbur treating Q like shit, he was on the floor and Wilbur was hitting him. He saw me, shut his bedroom door behind him and told me not to say a word to Schlatt, obviously I did. He found out and called me to his place, I thought nothing of it at first. He then grabbed me by my wrist and dragged me to his bedroom. I honestly don't even wanna think about what happened after. All I remember is him telling me to not tell anyone, then a week later the same thing repeated but this time he said 'maybe this will teach you to keep your fucking mouth shut.' And I never said a word to anyone."

She looked at me, I saw the fear and concern in her eyes. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that." I shrugged. "It's in the past now."

"That doesn't make it better! Have you told Ava?" Anger over took my emotions. "Ava? Ava. You can't be fucking serious. She will always be on Wilburs side, no matter what you tell her. I could tell her he decided to kill her family, it could be true! And she would fucking dismiss me. Shes never liked me. She fucking hates my family and anyone who knows them. She's accused Quackity of all the shit he said that Wilbur did. I have told her and she's always said the same goddamn thing. 'Your just looking for attention.' I fucking hate her."

"What kind of queen does that?"

"Her apparently."

Few minutes later of talking and I had to leave, I walked out of the room, I felt my stomach drop.

Why was Wilbur here? "Where's dad?" I asked, fear in my voice. "I just wanted to pick you up." He said, the sickening smirk growing on his face. "Fuck no. I'm waiting for my dad." Tommy stood up and walked behind me. "If your picking him up, I'm going with." Wilburs smirk dropped and agreed.

We walked out to his car, Tommy holding my hand tightly. "I'm going on shotgun, Fundy your going behind me." He said to us, Wilbur mumbled something and got into the car.

We all got in after him, Tommy in shotgun, me behind him holding his hand.

Wilbur drove to my house, dropping me off, cussing under his breath.

"Cmon, let's get you inside." Tommy said as he opened the car door to get out. "Your lucky that Tommy was there." Wilbur said as Tommy walked over to my side. He opened the door for me to get out.

I jumped out of the truck and ran to my house, slamming the door open. "JESUS CHRIST FUND- wait. How did you get home?" Quackity said when I boosted in.

"Wilbur was there, I assume he wanted to kidnap Fundy, so I went with and he had no choice but to drop him off here." Tommy said, hugging me. "Thanks man. Schlatt was just about to leave." He went back to the kitchen.

After explaining the whole thing to dad I asked "hey can we go to Ava? I have evidence that he's a terrible person now." I pointed to Tommy.

"Ava will defend Wilbur with every cell of her body, you could get thrown in jail for manipulating him."

Tommy looked at him in shock. "What?! You can't be fucking serious!!" Schlatt looked at him. "I am. Now, go upstairs and get ready for your shift Fundy." He said before getting up.

He's never this.. serious? Yeah imma stick with that. Is something bothering him? Hopefully not.
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