TW: Language
Quackity's POV
"Hey if you don't want it I'll take that one," Dream says grinning.
"Shut the fuck up nobody wants to see you and George make out more than we already have to," I say in disgust.
"I'm not complaining," Gogy said.
"Shut up," I said.
Everyone is staring at me and I just look at the paper. I look at Karl. He looks at me.
"This has to be completely platonic, right?" I ask.
"Unless you don't want it to be," Dream says looking at George.
I look back at Karl. He turns to me.
"Uhh," I mutter.
I grab my jacket and leave.
I regret it too, and hate myself for it, but I couldn't do it, not yet anyway.
_._._
Text messages
Dream
Alex you can't just take off like that. Karl's really sad that his best friend left his party.
You
Tell him I'll see him at school on Monday
Dream
Quackity....
You
Sorry I was just uncomfortable
Dream
You could've just said that
You
It's whatever, I'm tired I'm going to bed.
_._._
I changed into a red shirt and some black sweat pants and went to lay in bed.
I couldn't stop thinking about what could've happened, the look on Karl's face when I left,
"but I doesn't matter now," I tell myself.
_. _. _
I get on the bus and sit next to Karl. We sit in silence until he decides to speak up.
"why," he asked.
"what do you mean," I respond.
"Why would you spend so much time on the party, stay the night, then in the middle of a dare you leave?"
"I'm sorry ok I was just uncomfortable,"
"I get that and you could've said something,"
"What more do you want me to say Karl?"
"I don't know, maybe an apology?"
We sit in silence for the rest of the ride to school.
_._._
When it was lunch time I made my way to the cafeteria. Everyone turned to me. I sat next to Tommy and Wilbur and ate in silence.
