•Hiding a Murderer• { Quackbur / TNTduo }

{ Hell and Pain }

( Wilbur Soot POV)

I quietly sat in the corner of my cell, covering my ears (?) and sobbing. It was my 4th week here, and everything hurt. The man with the mask was the worst. Everyone called him 'The Nightmares' or 'Dream.' He was scary. He was the man who tore my ear. I dragged my claw along the wall, drawing more eyes to it that i had already drew. The eyes looked realistic, and forever staring.
"Oi. Mister Soot. You got a court calling for bail." My cell guard said. I sat up anxiously and followed behind him as he lead me to the court room. He sat me down. I didn't even look to see who was gonna bail me out.
"Alex Quackity, are you sure you want to bail this man who STABBED YOU out of prison.,, The Jury asked.
"Yes ma'am.,, Alex said. His voice sounded a lot more stern then usual.
"Give I and the officers a few minutes. We will get the money done. The prisoner may talk with the- whatever.,, The Jury left the room with 2 officers.
"Hey Wilbur?,, Quackity asked.
"Yes?,, I responded.
"I fear my money will be—" Quackity was cut off by the door slinging open and footsteps going back up to the jury's seat. The jury was back.
"Denied. He's in prison for 2 more weeks without bail.,, The Jury slammed his hammer-like thing against the padding, and the cops grabbed me. Tears streamed down my face. I thrashed until the cops let go. I ran across the room and into Quackity's arms one last time. Quackity gently hugged me.
"Two weeks. You got this, love. I promise you.,, He smiled. I nodded as a officer grabbed me. "Quit being all love-birdy and lets go.,, The officer growled and pulled me away.
I followed them back to my cell. They pushed me in. "You have a cellmate now by the way.,, They growled. I sighed and went to my doodle corner.
"Hello?,, I heard a woman say from behind me. I looked to see a red-haired woman.
"Hi.,, I turned back to my drawing and kept doodling.
"I'm Sally, you?,,
"Wilbur.,,
"Nice to meet you, Wilbur!,,
"Nice to meet you too."
I was not in the mood to talk. I kept drawing one eye that looked over the top real.
"You're pretty.,, Sally said from behind me.
"Cool. And i'm also gay.,, I reponded, annoyed. I felt a tug from the back of the shirt. I turned around, then Sally kissed me. I shoved her off of me, shocked.
"WHAT THE FVCK!?,, I yelled in disgust. She sighed.
"No fun." Sally muttered and sat on the ground.
"No fun!? I JUST TOLD YOU I'M GAY!,, I growled. I turned back to my drawing.
"Well you're also over the too attractive. How could i NOT want to kiss you?,, Sally complained. I growled again and ignored her.

{ A week later. }

I hate her.

With every cell in my body, i hate her.

She tried flirting with me. I went to the guard multiple times.
They do nothing about it.

I hate them.

All of them.

They can die.

I hate everyone.
Everyone sucks.
Humanity sucks.
Anti-humanity sucks.

I feel insane.

{ a week later. }

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I WANT TO BE FREE!
one more day...
Please...
Pl3@s3...
I am going crazy.
I cant...
I..
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