•Hiding a Murderer• { Quackbur / TNTduo }

• Freedom. •

{ 4 days later. Freedom date. Wilbur POV }

I sat on the chair. Two weeks ago i was sat on this same chair to be put back from freedom. Now i was going free rein. If they deny the money again...

I'll kill them.

"Alex Quackity. Are you one hundred percent certain you want to release Wilbur G. Soot from prison?,, The jury asked.
"I'm certain, Ma'am.,, Quackity nodded. The Jury gave Quackity a disgusted look, and then nodded. A prison guard walked over to me and unlocked my handcuffs, as he brought me to the front door of the prison. He pushed me out, and i stood there.
   Breathing.
   The air i hadn't smelt in almost months smelled like smelling a freshly scented candle. Peach and Orange scented, with a little green leaf. Thats when i felt someone grasp my hand. A smaller hand than mine, and quite warm. I turned to see Quackity. He smiled at me, and then brought me to the car. I sat down, and the cherry scent filled my nostrils once again. The scent i had smelled over 3 months ago. It was sweet, yet tangy. It seemed to linger for a moment. I sighed deeply, a smile spread across my face.
"I'm so tired." I grunted, staring out the rear-view mirror. Quackity giggled, but then looked out his.
"Oh for fuck sake, stop riding my ass." Quackity thought aloud, to someone behind us on the highway. I could only snicker at his road rage.

{ 45 minutes Later }

"Home sweet home!" Quackity said, as he stepped inside his house. I waited for him to be inside before walking in. All if the memories flooded over me.
The stabbing.
The robber.
Everything.
I froze, staring at the small blood stain on the wall that still lasted. I shivered.
"Wilby, are you alright? You look.." Quackity cut himself off. I stepped forwards and shut the door.
"Yeah, i'm fine." I muttered, uncomfortable. Quackity sighed and grabbed an iced tea from the fridge. He handed it to me and smiled.
"You'll feel better." Quackity said, then walking away to sit on the sofa. I stared at it, as another memory lushed through me. A good one. When we first met. I walked over to Quackity and sat down beside him. Quackity snuggled up to me. I shifted a little, stunned by the touch. Quackity then moved himself to be laid on my lap. I patted him on the head. Quackity let out a soft purr, then falling asleep. I looked over towards the blanket on the arm of the couch, and grabbed it. Placing it over Quackity, i let out a gentle giggle.

He's finally mine...

I leaned downwards, going to kiss him on the forehead, but a sudden rush of fear and stun crawled down my spine. Like the feeling of being watched. Thats... when it clicked...
He bailed me out...
That means.. the cops wont..
They wont try to find me... I can.. take him places and.. get a job...
I smiled. Then Quackity opened his eyes.
"Why are you staring at me so hard?" He giggled. I smiled.
"You're so beautiful. How could i not stare?" I teased, gently touching the tip of his nose. His beanie stared sliding off. I fixed it. "You're gonna wanna keep that on your head, sugar."
Quackity blushed. "Thanks." Is all he said, shutting his eyes once again.
I snapped out of the trancing fear, and finally found enough confidence to kiss him. I gently placed my lips on his forehead, and my hand on his cheek.
Tug
Quackily pulled me down, and our mouths connected. For a second, I was shocked, but that slowly melted into happiness and pride.
I'm Free.. I thought. I'm free.

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