Chapter 4

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Hi hi this chapter has mention of abuse and flashbacks so

Tw: mention of abuse, flashbacks

As I did last time I will put a tw, they will be in bold and have this emoji 🛑, when the tw starts and when it ends so if you are not comfortable with either of these topics please do not read between the bold tw's

Happy reading-

Quackity woke up in a sweat he was hot and sticky, he was panting panicking even. It was another nightmare.

It wasn't strange for him to get nightmares. I mean can you blame him after what Schlatt put him through the abuse.

The Mexican took a minute to collect himself before taking the water bottle off the ground next to his bed with a shakey hand he downed it all in one go. As he thought about the nightmare he'd had the tears began to fall. He was a silent crier. He had to be when he lived with his abuser. The man looked over at his clock '2 am...' he thought to himself.

He swung his legs out of the bed and got up. His legs a little shakey from the shock of the nightmare. He made his way to his bedroom door and opened it trying not to make a noise.

The raven haired man made his way to the bathroom. Turning on the light. Taking a towel out the cupboard. And turning on the water. Undressing. And getting in.

He let the water run over his back. He let it run over his face. It washed off the concealer which was originally covering the man's scar on his face going over his lip and eye. It was a bad time...

George woke up to the sound of the shower going. He knew it was Quackity. George was a light sleeper. He slept a lot but he was still a light sleeper. Dream who had his arms around the brunette was the opposite. He was a very heavy sleeper but he didn't sleep much.

After about ten minutes of struggling out of the blonde's grasp he finally exited his room and walked down the hall to the bathroom. He knocked on the door. He knocked once. Twice. Three times, there was no answer.

He walked in. The shower curtain was around the shower. George took the towel off the toilet seat and covered his eyes completely and reached behind the curtain turning the shower off.

Quackity's sobs were less muffled now.

Hearing this broke George's heart. He loved Quackity. They were best friends. Still covering his eyes he reached into the shower putting the towel on the Mexicans back and giving him a head pat.

Quackity knew it was George. He was always good with Quackity's trauma. He didn't talk about it unless Q brought it up. He would look after him. He'd know what to say and when to say nothing at all.

George left the bathroom, closing the door on his way out and sat down outside it instead.

Quackity stood up weakly getting out of the shower and drying himself off. He changed into some fresh clothes that they keep in the cupboard for nights like this.

Once Quackity had made his way out of the bathroom George pulled the smaller man into a tight hug trying his best to reassure him that things would get better.

Once again the two males made their way down the stairs [I fucking hate the way I worded that man-] they sat on the sofa, George's arm wrapped around the smallers shoulders and Q resting his head on the brunette's shoulder.

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"It was horrible George.." Quackity spoke up he knew George would listen, wouldn't judge him and wouldn't ask any questions that wouldn't help.

"I couldn't move. He had me there..." The tears began to fall again.

"He beat me again and again.." Quackity began to spread up his wording he wasn't panicking he was just upset and scared. "I yelled at him to stop but that only made him hit me harder"

The tears fell harder.

"No one would listen...and when I tried to reason with him...he smashed the.....the bottle..." Quackity moved his hand to his own face and traced the scar on it from what Shlatt had done.

George removed his hand and held it tight letting him know he was there.

"I couldn't move.." Quackity began to choke on his tears.
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Summary: just about the nightmare and things that Schlatt did and George comforting Q

George held him tighter as to protect him.

"I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!" The Mexican said it over and over choking on his salty tears. He could feel them dripping down to him lips. Why did this happen to him.

Why did he marry a cheater. An alcoholic. Someone who didn't care how he felt.

"Why didn't he stop?.."

That question lingered in George's mind for a long time. Why didn't he stop?.. he didn't understand how anyone could hurt the man he was cradling. He was kind hearted and funny and smart so so smart.

All he could say was...

"I....I don't know..."

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It was now 11am they were all awake. George and Q woke up first since the sun woke them up more than the others. After it was Karl, then Dream, then finally Sapnap. They were all still in their PJ's. [I don't know how to spell the thing okay!! Please don't come at me!! It's not childish I swear-] Karl was sat on the sofa eating his second bowl of cereal. George was cuddling up to dream. And Sapnap and Quackity were in the kitchen getting what they wanted to eat.

"So, you and George were up early. How come?" Sapnap said it was small talk but he was interested in the Mexican man so he made due with it.

"Uhhh just early risers I guess." This was not true in any way shape or form. Both Quackity and George loved sleep Quackity didn't like going to sleep but he hated getting up. And we'll George. George just really loved sleep. He didn't want the taller man to know the truth. It wasn't like it was embarrassing it was just. He didn't want to be babied. It made him mad when people did that. He was recovering. He didn't need to be babied. He needed to be listened to. And someone to be honest with him. George seemed to be the only one that Q thought could or would do that.

YOOOOOOOOOOOO ITS BEEN A MINUTE HUH?! Sorry for not posting I've had a lot going on in my life at the moment. And also sorry this chapter is so damn short my mental health has kinda just gone 📉📈📉📈📉📈📉 but I like writing for you guys so I thought if you guys can make due with this in the meantime. I'll try and make next chapter a bit longer and better. I kinda wanted to focus on George and Quackity's friendship in this one and what they do for each other. Pinky promise y'all will get your karlnapity sooonnnnn!! Love you and thank you for reading so far!!

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