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Trenches-A Jack Manifold and Quackity Fanfiction(Songfiction)

I start to dial your number

And I can't help but wonder

Which side of you I'll get tonight

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Alexis dragged himself back to the now blown up L'manburg. His eyes sting with unshed tears, the air still filled with dust and ashes. His hands tremble, the moon being the only lighting. Memories played out in front of him. He remembers calling Schlatt only to be yelled at. He remembers the hitting, the yelling, the apologies, the broken promises, the lies.

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The one that's so unsettled

And hates me just a little

Or the one that isn't in denial

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Alexis drops to the floor, silent sobs escaping his mouth, his heart shattering underneath the peaceful sky. He had loved Schaltt, had always loved him. What did he do to lose Schlatt? Schaltt had a drinking problem and Alex couldn't do anything but watch. Watch as he turned into a tyrant, a dictator, a liar, a monster.

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I've run out of things to say

I can't make you change

If you don't really want to

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Alexis always knew that Schaltt was a lost cause. He still tried because that's what Callum would do. He still stayed 'cause he couldn't leave. He couldn't leave Jack behind and alone, fending for himself. He couldn't make Schlatt stop though. Stop drinking, stop lying, stop abusing, stop making Alex's heart splinter.

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Why would you rather lay

In the lonely bed you made

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Alexis had left Manburg, shooting an arrow through his chest, and joined Pogtopia. He wonders if he had stayed and fought with Schaltt would he be the same. Would he be dead? Alex wipes away the tears, knowing deep down that Schaltt wouldn't stop. Alex just wanted to be alive, to love, to be happy, and heal.

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When I'm out in the trenches

And I'm still fighting for you

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Alexis Quackity Dwyer had lived a horrible life. He had been abused, used, broken, shattered, and splintered. He's been the puppet for many people. His family were killed by Dream, with only Jack and Phoenix surviving. He was angry, mad, frustrated, sad, broken.

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It's been an endless cycle

Of memories you don't remember

But they all mean something to me

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Alexis stumbles to the bench, Jack sitting there, eyes closed. He welcomes Alex into his arms, ignoring the tears rolling down both of their cheeks. Jack feels broken. His days are clouded with shattered memories, ripped photos. Tommy was dead. It didn't make him feel better. Tommy was revived. He still didn't feel anything.