Tell Me!

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1 week later 

Quackity had enough of being treated like this. The next time Schlatt would go to leave he would stop him.

When Schlatt went to leave Quackity stood at the door blocking it. Schlatt looked at him weirdly

"What the fuck are you doing." He said

"Y-your not leaving, i need t-to talk to y-you." Quackity said, he was still scared.

"Why do you sound so scared, i'm not gonna do anything" Schlatt sounded confused.

Just from hearing that Quackity almost started to sob. Schlatt looked at him confused.

"Are yo going to say anything or are you just gonna stand there" Schlatt said.

Quackity jumped.

"Y-you can't l-leave..." He managed to get out

"Why? Did something happen?" Schlatt said still very confused.

"Why?" Quackity said

"Huh?" Schlatt replied

"Why do you drink?" Quackity asked looking down.

"What do you mean?" Schlatt asked, acting as if he didn't know

"Why do you drink!" Quackity shouted.

Schlatt was shocked, Quackity never yelled at him.

"I-i" Schlatt didn't want ot tell him the reason, but he knew if he didn't he'd only upset him more.

"Tell Me Goddammit!" Quackity yelled again, making Schlatt jump.

"I...I've just h-had somethings on my mind...i can't get rid of them..." Schlatt said.

"So you result to drinking?!" Quackity shouted again.

"I don't know what else to fucking do!" Schlatt shouted back.

"Talk to me! I'm Your fucking friend goddammit!" Quackity shouted once again.

"I CAN'T! IF I COULD I FUCKING WOULD, BUT I FUCKING CAN'T" Schlatt yelled

This made Quackity jump, it reminded him of the countless nights Schlatt would come home and yell at him... make him feel like nothing.

"Why...W-why can't you tell me." Quackity said looking up at the taller male.

"Because... if i tell you it could ruin everything..." Schlatt said

"I won't be mad. I'm not going to be mad at you for something you tell me unless if it was illegal or something." Quackity replied.

"Why do you want me to stop drinking anyways." Schlatt said, trying to change the topic, which would be a horrible idea in the end.

"Because...Your a whole other person when you are..." Quackity stopped himself, trying not to start crying.

"Y-you y-yell, c-call m-me names...a-and t-throw things... y-you've hit me a cou-couple t-times..." Quackity said, tears beginning to roll down his cheeks. He rolled up his sleeves, revieling bruises and scratches.

Schlatt looked down at Quackity schoked. He didn't know how much damage he had done. He  knew it was his fault. He knew if he would have just told Quackity and gotten it over with he wouldn't have done this.

"S-SHIT! I didn't know i was doing that, i- i'm sorry... i-i never knew it had gotten this bad, i-" Schlatt was cut off.

"I-it's fine..." Quackity said looking down

"No It's Not! I Fucking Hurt You! If I Wouldn't Have Tried To Hide My Fucking Feelings From you T-Then" Schlatt said as he hugged the smaller male who began to sob.

"Hi-hiding y-your feelings from me?" Quackity pulled away from the hug.

"What do you mean?" Quackity continued

"I-y-yeah...i-i uh...i've been hiding h-how i feel..." Schlatt said.

"Feel about what?" Quackity asked."

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