dirty crime boy; quackity x reader ✔️

e i g h t e e n

tw; violence, blood, smoking, mentioning of death

karls pov

my mouth falls agape. i refuse to believe what i'd just heard. he didn't kill him. no, he's not that insane.

"what? chan, please tell me you're joking." i say, my voice heightening.

"it's not a joke," he gasped. "kaleb shot him in the head."

"what's going on over there, what's happening?!" i asked.

he didn't respond. all i heard was sobbing. tears blurred my vision once again, and i cried along with him. then, he suddenly hung up.

   "chandler? chandler, are you there?!" i call out.

   no response again. i put my phone down, and just stand there. i ran my fingers through my hair, pulling on it to release just the tiniest amount of stress. i recieve weird looks from bystanders, but i don't care.

   i refuse to believe that chris died.

chandlers pov

i don't have any other words to tell karl. i take the phone away from my ear, and hit the end call button. i knew y/n's dad was crazy, but he was never the type to do this.

   how are we gonna tell his wife? she has enough stress, taking care of tucker and all. just the thought of everyone else's reaction pains me even further.

   kaleb walks back in the room, laughing at us. we all look back up at him. some of us stood back up, while the rest just stayed sat down in chris's blood.

   "forget him, he contributed nothing to the wild cards anyway." he says, lighting up a cigarette.

   i lose it. i ran up to him, and swing my right fist at him. he hits his back against the wall.

   "you piece of shit!" i continue to throw punches at him until he grabs a hold of me.

   "just give it up already, chandler. you don't want to end up like chris, do you?" he sneered.

   i quickly shake my head no. kaleb lets me go, and walks toward the others. he pointed his gun at everyone, startling them.

   "listen up. nobody, and i mean nobody, leaves the wild cards." he then gestures towards chris. "unless you wanna face the same fate as your little friend down here, might as well stay with us."

   nobody speaks up, afraid that they were next to suffer a gunshot or two. i hear quivering, sobs, sniffling. he knew they were intimidated.

   "am i clear?" he growled, looking at everyone including me.

   "yes, boss." we all say gloomily.

   "good. now, clean this shit up. hold a funeral, throw the body in the lake, i don't care. just make sure it's gone." he commanded, walking off.

your pov

   you're in your hospital bed, talking to alex. he's been updating you on what's happened in the past years and such.

   you then see karl come in, red puffy eyes, looking down. alex immediately rushed over to him.

you couldn't hear what they were saying, it was too quiet. you grabbed your phone and started going on pinterest.

alexs pov

i approach karl, seeing him teary-eyed. he has his phone in his hand, and i see his latest contact was someone named chandler.

   "hey, what's wrong?" i ask him.

he let out a sob, bringing a hand to his mouth. he looked down as a tear fell from his eye.

"he killed him." was all karl said.

"what? who?" i ask.

"y/n's dad, killed my friend." he clarified between sobs. i go speechless. i take karl into my embrace, and he cried into my shirt.

"he has a wife, and a little boy.." karl described.

   hearing all of this made me feel even worse for him. he must've been close to y/n as well. karl calmed down a bit, and he was on his way to break the news to y/n. this is gonna be awkward as hell.

your pov

you see alex and karl stop talking, and karl makes his way to you. he sat down beside you, still sniffling a bit.

"karl, what happened?" you ask.

"chris, he.." karl hiccuped. "..he's dead."

you bring a hand to your mouth as you gasped. no way in hell this was-

"your dad, he just- he.." karl got back to crying.

you were now crying along with karl. you felt..guilty. as if you were the cause of chris's death.

"this is all my fault..i planned to run away, i planned to leave the wild cards for good! but someone lost their life because of it." you thought to yourself.

"that someone should've been me."

a/n:
hi!! shorter chapter this time, sorry :<
but nonetheless, i hope you enjoyed! please stay safe, drink your water, eat some food and enjoy the rest of your day/night <3