moonlight [ quackity ]

chapter 8 || run. (again)

i was hoping to get away from feeling hated by family by coming to visit karl. he was always my escape. so what the hell happened ?

waking up this morning, the sun beamed into my face, the light punching my soul. i squinted and flipped over on the couch to try and escape it, but i was already up. i checked my phone the same way i always do when i wake up.

shit. fuck. ass.

i was supposed to be on stream with karl and alex like two hours ago.

and i'm late. i quickly throw the blankets off myself and rush into the office where karl streams. i didn't make too much noise just to be sure.

as soon as i entered he spun around, his demeanor changing to something more serious. was he mad?

"you're up." he stated dryly. i felt tense and awkward.

"yeah, i am. what're we doing right now?" i tried to recover from his passive aggressive behavior.

"well, alex and i just streamed, while you slept through everything." he huffed.

"shit. i'm sorry karl." i said walking over to where he was sat.

he didn't respond. his face didn't even change. he just stared at me.

"we can stream later or tomorrow, it'll be fine," i said, slowly catching onto his mood.

"that's not even the point !" karl responded throwing his arms out. "when you say you're gonna do something, you're supposed to follow through."

"i was sleeping," i said slightly raising my voice, appalled that he was acting like this.

"you slept all day!" he shouted at me.

i scoffed, "you have got to be kidding me! karl why are you so upset?"

"i've got to be kidding you? you literally bailed on not only me, but one of my friends and literally all of our viewers!" he said standing up abruptly to match me.

"your friend? now you're acting possesive! karl what's your deal?" i cried out. "if it was that important, why the hell didn't you just wake me up?!"

"because it's not my job to take care of you! you always do this! i have my own life that i set myself up with and i never had to deal with crap like this that would affect my work!" he threw his arm up as he yelled at me, causing me to slightly flinch. though it was small, karl took note of it and his face softened. my heart sank listening to his words. he's never said anything like that to me before.

"i-" my breath hitched and i took a small step back. "i gotta go." i rushed out the room and went for my bags.

i heard karl behind me, only making me move faster. "y/n wait i didn't mean that. holy hell, you're moving so fast— hold on a second."

i dug until i found my wallet and i grabbed my phone off the couch.

"y/n will you just wait a second!" he shouted as i reached the front door. "it's gonna be dark soon, please don't leave." i hesitated before turning around.

"it's not your job to take care of me karl. sorry i bother you so fucking much." i felt a tear roll down my cheek. i quickly wiped it off and walked out the house.

i walked along the side of the road, leaving the subdivision. i kept walking until i calmed down, which was long enough that i got lost. i have a tendency to do this. throw a fit and leave. i didn't care though. i felt a mixture of guilt, hurt, and anger. it wasn't a good combination. karl texted and called many times, but i denied answering him in any way.