The Bench In The Courtyard - Bench Trio

15 - Killer Instinct and Silence

TW - swearing, kissing without consent, abuse, attempted murder, knives, fighting, mentions of suicide, mentions of life support, going selectively mute.

RANBOO POV -

Tommy was gone.

And now Tubbo was gone too. He was carried into an ambulance and driven away. The doctors said he still had a heartbeat but it all felt hopeless. I couldn't live without Tubbo. I loved him.

The love I felt for Tubbo was different to anything I'd ever felt before. It wasn't like the platonic love that I felt for Tommy but it also wasn't romantic. It was like Tubbo was the one person that I would never get sick of, the person who made me feel better without even trying, the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, maybe even marry him. But I didn't feel romantically attracted to him.

It was confusing. But I decided it didn't matter what it was called or if it was normal, all that mattered was Tubbo. I couldn't survive without Tubbo.

But now Tubbo was gone. Sure he was still alive at the moment but the question was, would he be alive for much longer?

He might be dead by morning. That fall might have killed him.

And there was only one person to blame.

JSchlatt.

The rage I felt towards him was the rage I'd felt all those months ago when I'd become a serial killer, when I'd murdered those three bullies, in an alleyway.

I wanted him dead.

I wanted Schlatt dead. Right this second.

He was going to pay for what he did to Tubbo.

I looked up to the roof and Schlatt was still standing there, Technoblade by his side. He was watching as five or six doctors huddled around Quackity, asking him questions which he refused to answer.

I watched as Quackity pushed the doctors away and started walking towards the school. I quickly realised that he was going back to Schlatt.

This was my chance.

I followed Quackity along several corridors and up a flight off stairs to the roof. I waited, concealed in the doorway as Big Q stepped out into the evening air.
"Did you tell 'em anything?" Schlatt asked, cracking his knuckles and advancing on Quackity.
"No...I...I...I didn't, I swear," He looked down at the floor and I felt more rage build up inside of me. Schlatt let out a noise of approval before forcing Quackity's chin up so that they were eye to eye.

Then he kissed Quackity, he just forced himself on him. Quackity struggled for a moment but immediately gave up after Schlatt punched his side.

A sort of song started in my head as the kiss broke apart and Quackity looked like he was completely dead inside, he'd just given up on ever being happy again.

The song went to the tune of 'Happy Birthday'

🎶Schlatt is going to die,
Schlatt is going to die,
He hurt Big Q and Tubbo,
Schlatt is going to die!🎶

"Quackity! I'm fucking waiting! What do you have to say to me?!" Schlatt suddenly yelled, making Quackity flinch in fear.
"Thank you for forgiving me... I... I... I..." Quackity's eyes filled with tears
"You what?!" Schlatt spat, raising a fist.
"I love you," Quackity whispered, hanging his head.

"Good. And Q?" Quackity looked up, "Never fucking hesitate again," Schlatt brought his fist to Quackity's eye, making him stumble backwards, gasping in pain. Techno swiftly stepped forward but then stepped back again after realising he didn't know what to do.