𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌|| 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐘 || 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐀𝐔

Hope.

Tw: self-harm, crying, mentions of being missing, torturing self, screaming/yelling, running away, hitting stuff, throwing stuff, slurs, WHITE GIRL NAMES.

word count: 2437 words

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Quackity pov:

I threw open the door and walked in. I slammed the door behind me and slid down on it. I put my head between my legs and started crying. sniffles came from me. i slowly got up after a couple of minutes and went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass. I put some ice in the cup and poured water into it.  i then just stood there drinking my water slowly trying to calm myself down.

i closed my eyes. "punz was right" I told myself. but, I still felt twisted inside like a swallowed a knotted-up rope. it wasn't about Karl.. well maybe it was a little part of it, it wasn't about feeling different from other kids, well okay maybe that's was part of it too. What bothered me most though is that.. i couldn't fix anything. i couldn't control anything. it was like driving a bumper car without a steering wheel. i kept getting slammed and I just had to sit there and hold on tight.

Bam

Everyone is only pretending to be your friend to be nice to you since you killed yourself nobody really likes you. 

Bam

Just kill yourself again.

Bam

God look at you, you're hideous! nobody would be friends with someone like you! let alone date you!

Bam

Would it happen again?

i took deep breaths. in, out. in, out. my hand clasped the cold cup of water. my fist clenched and unclenched. i tried not to think of Karl or Nick. Then just the way I'd got mad a Karl, without understanding why, without thinking about the consequences without any reason, I grabbed on my cup tight and hurled it against the wall.

splintered shards of cracked glass covered the floor,I liked the noise it made. Water slowly trickled down the wall. i admittedly ran to the glass trying to pick it up. " fuck, fuck, fuck!" I yelled. why? i don't know. i just stood up and threw down the glass. i didn't care. i clenched my fist, i wanted to scream, as loud as i could, where nobody could hear me. i walked to bathroom and grabbed the razor i used every time i cut myself.

i rolled up my sleeve and went across my arm. i looked up i the mirror and then looked down. i hated everything I was, i hated everything i saw.  some blood slowly oozed out on my arm, i would to deep ones but i would rather not bleed out like last time.

TIME SKIP CAUSE YES ( so alex ran away and now its night time and people just found out. don't question the logic of this book)

Karl pov: 

as me and nick drove by Alex's house we saw the police there. nick came to stop and got out of the car with a confused look. i got out to follow behind nick. he walked up to a police officer and asked. " hey whats happening? we are friends of alex by the way" ( yes I know you cant do this but stfu). " we are not sure but we know he's missing, we are not sure but we think he ran away." my heart sunk. " we found a blade covered in blood shattered glass and a shattered mirror, things knocked over. poor kid, I wonder what clicked in his mind to do this." the officer shook his head.