/ TW: Smoking, Slurs, Abuse /
Quackity's POV
He waved goodbye to Wilbur, opened the door to his house and stepped inside, making sure to place the key back under the rock and locking the door from the inside. He could hear his parents still yelling at each other in the living room and quickly went upstairs.
He walked past his door though and into another room with 2 beds on either side. Both sides looking about the same but the decorations looked different.
There was a girl sitting on the bed on the left, doing her nails and the other girl sitting on the floor under her bed looking at her phone.
"Alex! Where were you?" The girl on the right said, looking up at him from her phone.
"Hey sis- I was at a friend's. I saw that mom and dad were-"
"Yea, no one cares. They obviously are fighting again. Divorce. Boo hoo." The girl on the left spoke up, interrupting him.
If you haven't picked up on it, these 2 were Quackity's sisters. They looked about the same- Longer black hair usually tied in a ponytail. The girl on the left was named Kyri and the one on the right was named Eliza.
They were 2 years apart, Eliza being younger/the middle child. She usually wore 1800s style dresses and liked making clothes. Kyri was your usual popular girl though.
"we were just making conversation-"
"Yea, and your loud. So shut up."
Alex scoffed, waving bye to Eliza and walking out, not bothering to close the door.
He walked into his own room, hearing his parents again and also the faint yelling of his sister to close the door.
Instead, he closed his own, locking it aswell. He then reached under his bed and pulled out a cigarette box, pulling one out and lighting it. ( Dont smoke kids :') )
He inhaled the smoke, almost getting calmer, but suddenly hearing his father yell louder, a bottle smash, and sobs from downstairs. Then hearing foot steps, and someone messing with the door knob.
"OPEN UP ALEXIS! IM NOT FUCKIN AROUND RIGHT NOW!!"
Dad.
Shit.
He grabbed the box of cigarettes and his lighter, walking to his window and frantically opening it. He had almost gotten out when his dad managed to get through the door, and walking in and managing to kick the back of Quackity's leg harshly. He still managed to slip out the window, but almost started to cry when he landed and tried to run off.
"DAMN FUCKIN FAG KID"
He heard his dad shout as he pelted down the road, making sure he didn't look like he was about to break down and peering around for a spot where he wouldn't get murdered.
It turned out that this spot was Wilbur's, so he threw his box into a bush and stomped the one he had in his mouth out, then walking up to the door and knocking on it. Tommy answered, immediately shouting his name which made him flinch. "BIG Q! HEY MAN! Damn you look like shit-"
"Yea, thanks Tommy, can I see your brother a minute?"
"Weren't you just 'ere? I mean, christ what the fucks going on with you and Wil? Are you-" Quackity inhaled, beginning to understand why everyone hated this child.
"Nothing and no. Can I just come in?" He started to panic a bit when he thought he heard his dad yelling again.
"Yea, WILBYYYYYY!"
Tommy ran upstairs, calling for 'Wilby' and Quackity guessed he could come in, shutting the door behind him. Techno was still sitting at the table, glancing worriedly at him and looking back to his food.
Quackity ran upstairs after he heard Tommy yell his name again.
"Ok, I'm gonna go play minecraft now- bye Q!" And he ran off across the hall into his room, shutting the door. Wilbur was left standing in the doorway to his room, just looking concerned towards him. He slipped past Wilbur, sitting on his bed and putting his head between his knees.
"You uh- you ok? You smell like cigarette smoke."
He didn't know when it happened, but all he felt was tears streaming down his face.
enjoy yer longer chapter guys : - ) also sorry for all the updates i learned how to bold & italic the words :') /

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