Quackity One-shots!

QSMP!

Quick Note! I don't know if any of this is accurate since a lot has changed since I wrote this so I'm very sorry!

TWS: Self-harm, mention of eating disorder, past trauma???

Quackity POV

"WHY CAN'T I JUST BE NORMAL?!" I scream out as I look at myself in the mirror. My white and gold hair had come back along with the golden tint in both my eyes even though one was blinded and had also come back. I saw my stupid golden head wings by my ears along with my atrocious-looking wings on my back which were also golden. I was crying heavily "Gosh damnit that stupid Federation fucked me up." I thought. By now I was on the floor crying, I hated myself, I hated how I looked, how I acted, how I talked, basically everything about myself I hated. I hated how my body looked, you can see my ribs through my skin, and I hated it so much. I look in my drawers until I finally find it, a knife. I rolled up my sleeves to reveal past self-harm lines on my forearms. I raised my blade and started cutting and cutting until I almost passed out. I look up at the bathroom ceiling and think about the past and all the happy memories. But that's in the past, not the present. I also think about my past in the federation. They always ran more tests on Jaiden and me than the others, I always remember screaming, crying, and bleeding during those times, it was awful. I decided to close my eyes for a bit

1 hour later...

I had awoken to a knock on the bathroom door. I paid no mind to that, wondering how long I was out for. "Quackity?" a British voice said it was Wilbur. I rolled my eyes and got up still feeling light-headed as I put my beanie back on, hiding the wings on my head and turning my hair back to black (It's a magic beanie bro), I also remembered to roll down my sleeves so the Brit wouldn't see the marks. I unlocked and opened the door slowly looking up at the taller one as I did so. "What," I ask rudely. "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out since Phil is looking over Tallulah. I know I entered your house unannounced but the door was unlocked." I stared up at the Brit "No thanks I'm good." I said "Are you okay? You look a little timid." Wilbur asked nicely, "I'm fine." I snapped back, apparently, Wilbur was taken aback by that and looked at me in shock. "Sorry, I'm just tired," I say. The Brit gave me a sympathetic look, "Yeah you look like you haven't slept in days." The tall man jokes. I just look up at him with an unamused look. "Sorry, sorry just thought I'd lighten the mood," Wilbur says. "It's okay," I sigh. Unannounced, Wilbur picks me up bridal style and carries me down the hall. "What the fuck are you doing?!" I yell. We then enter my bedroom and he lays me down. "I want you to get some sleep," Wilbur says. "Whatever," I scoff.

Then something happened that surprised me. Wilbur laid down next to me and pulled me closer to him, kissed my forehead, and fell asleep. I smiled slightly before I fell asleep myself.

Author's Note:

(I need help. I have no ideas for my books, I'm stressed about school, and on top of all of that I'm trying to keep my healthy relationship with my boyfriend. I need help with the next chapter so ideas would be helpful.)