Living Is Easy, Until It's Not.

Chapter 7 - Acarde With Them.

Might take a break for a little. Nobody is listening to me and Im spiraling. I said dont point out the mistakes on multiple occasions, people dont listen. In HNF, I said don't say the main characters deserve to die, people dont listen.

Those same people have dm'd me and asked for favors afterwards. They have said they respected me as an author. They really dont. People like them make me want to genuinely get off Wattpad.

Also, Im going to Virgina, so I wont be writing anyway.

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Next Friday rolled around painfully slow for Quackity. He had been waiting to see Karl and Sap again since their encounter the week before.

He had managed to hide the black eye from his family by styling his hair to fall over the bruised eye. It annoys him since he cant see, and his hair pokes at his eye, but it was pretty worth it.

He might not even have to cover his eye tonight, he'll be in an arcade, arcades have flashing colorful lights. So he might be in luck.

He stayed in his room all day today, pacing in wait for it to hit midnight. Thats when he's sneaking out. He was waiting out the clock at this point.

At 10 pm, he heard everyone else heading to bed. He smiled to himself as he tore through his drawers for clothes. He grabbed black 'multi-poket cargo pants' (thats what theyre called apparently), that also have those straps that hang down on the sides.

He got a black tang top that had accents of a navy blue. It also had 'LAFD' embroidered into the right side of the chest. He also grabbed fingerless leather gloves.

He also had combat boots in his closet.

He had always wanted to dress like that, but just never did. Now, it'd just be him and his friends, at night so no one was around. He got dressed quickly, and tossed his beanie to the side. He didnt think it went with his outfit.

Honestly.

Snazzy.

[Small time skip, its midnight and hes heading out]

Quackity held his breath as he crept through-out his kitchen. He unlocked the window, but kept it closed. He unlocked the back door, opened it, locked the handle again,  and slipped outside.

Quackity walked quickly down the streets, constantly glancing down at his arm. He had to re write the address a few times because it would fade and wash off in showers. The point being, he knew where he was going.

He remembered Karl said he tell his parents he's stays at Sapnap's when they do this, so no point in stopping by Karl's.

He kept walking, passing the half way point. The walk way point being Karls house but shhhh. The raven-haired boy kept walking, breathing in the fresh air of the night as crickets were heard around him.

Quackity was a bit nervous, he couldn't deny that. Spending the night with new friends in an arcade he's never been to before, and wearing clothes he'd never wear in daylight.

He's out of his comfort zone.

Yet he feels comfortable doing so.

Eventually, he walked to Sapnap's address. At first, he wasnt sure it was the right one, but then he saw Sapnap and Karl sitting on the front steps.

"Hey! Ready to check out the arcade?!" Karl spoke up, jumping toff the steps and running up to meet the one and only. Sap laughed lightly and walked over too.

"Yeah-!" Quackity had a smile on, and Sapnap grabbed his hand. Before Quackity had time to react, Sapnap took off running, dragging him along. Karl was running next to both of them, laughing as a light breeze weaved through his thick brown hair.

Quackity kept up easily, and the three ran in a seemingly random direction.

About 10 minutes later, they were infront of an arcade.

"Woah...." Quackity spoke under a breath, and Sapnap let go of Quackity's hand. Sapnap knocked, and a nightgaurd walked up and opened the door.

"Who's this one?"

"This is Quackity, he's with us! He's part of the group!" Karl responded to the worker. The worker let them run in and laugh.

Karl led Quackity to a portion with some shooter game, Sapnap following after. It was able to go up to 4 players, so they could all play. And plus, Sapnap grabbed coins from the worker when they walked in, which is why he walked seperately.

They all grabbed a plastic gun, and started playing. Sapnap and Karl laughed loudly, and Quackity was laughing a bit as well.

The lights were flashing around them. Quackity was managing to keep up with the other two's scores. Karl was OBLITERATING the other two in the game, having over 1000 points while Sapnap and Quackity had 972 and 860.

Eventually, the game ended. The two turned to Quackity to congratulate him. But then they saw the bruise over his eye.

Quackity obviously caught the staring.

"What's wrong..?"

"Quackity..?"

"What's wrong?" Quackity looked between the two of them. Sapnap glanced at Karl, then back at Quackity.

"What happened with your eye..?"

Well shit. The hopes of the lights hiding the bruise were thrown out the window faster than his dad falling ill.

"Ah, nothing important. Can we go back to games?" Quackity said, changing subject faster than his mom's bipolar episodes.

(I need to stop.)

The other two glanced at each other, but nodded their heads and went to a different game.

(Im losing motivation, so this is gonna get wrapped up quickly.)

They found a rhythm game that Quackity DOMINATED at, then they moved on to a pattern game. Thats where Sapnap really kicked their asses.

(Rhythm games and pattern games are different where I am)

They were having a lot of fun, and they sat down for slushies and pizza. Quackity was pretty psyched because he could never really afford pizza and slushies. He had always made food out of stuff small enough he could fit in a bag, considering he shoplifts.

By this point and time, it was 2 in the morning. They were joking around while eating and drinking their food and drinks. They were having fun.

Quackity wouldn't change this for the world and more.

....

If only he knew he would.

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1052 words.

Ive said all I needed to at the top.