hola nino! (quackityxfemreader)

Dry Eyes :16

This is a bit of an angsty chapter btw

I shift my head to see Alex.

Oh, nevermind. It's just my local kidnapper.

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I roll up slowly, and rub my eyes. I was in my own bed, and my eyes burnt like hell.

Shit, my contacts...

I haven't taken them out for three days, how the hell am I alive? I quickly grab a nearby solution bottle and drop the now dry contacts into the case. I close my eyes with relief of the pain, and check the time.

5:03 am. It was early. I tried heading back to sleep, but it was difficult. Part of me felt like I needed Alex.

But it wasn't my mind. It was like my heart ached for him. I slowly curl up again and change my clothes.

Then I groggily stand up and start downstairs. Alex was asleep on the couch, yeah but I still sat down next to him.

He looked peaceful sleeping there. I felt bad that I didn't have a bed for him, but regardless it looked like he'd found some extra blankets in the closet.

I look outside, and back in and decide to make some breakfast. I gather some flour, chocolate chips, and other ingredients to surprise us with pancakes. Nick would be jealous.

I switch the burner on an slap some butter onto the pan after finishing the batter. Then I feel arms wrap around my waist.

"Morning-" a tired Alex greets, and I hold his hand. "Morning lazy ass."

I flipped the last pancake, and flopped it on a plate. Alex was on his phone, texting someone. "Who you talking to?"

He replies while showing me his phone, "I'm talking to Karl right now." I nod and open the drawer filled with forks and knifes.

I place a plate of steamy chocolate chip pancakes, and he pokes at it. "These don't look like Eggos."

I roll my eyes. "You're literally a six year old, why am I still trying." He smirks, and teases. "Is it because you love me?"

I slap him on that back of his head into the pile of steamy waffles and he cries in the bathroom for a while.

Jk lol

"Just eat it you moron." He shrugs and starts devouring it before I get a call from someone. I check my phone and sigh.

Not again.

I head out to the porch and answer the call. "What the fuck do you want?" I bark, and the other end replies. "What?"

I check the dial number again, and immediately regret what I had said. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry Cory." I tell my friend and she laughs.

"Eh it's ok. Who did you think I was though?" My mind goes dull and my eyes started to hurt. "Uhm, I thought you were Caleb."

I heard Cory sigh over the phone, and she sounded very disappointed. "You're still not over her?" I hang my head and reply.

"Mhm." I wanted to cry, but It wouldn't help anything.

Several months ago, I had fallen in love with this beautiful girl named Caleigh, or Cal and we had been together for 5 months.

It was all great, but I had found her hanging out with a boy named Caleb one day and she left. I had told her to leave, and I regret it most in my life.

Because it cost her own life.

She went away from me like I had told her to, but as she was driving she had been hit by a car and well-

I never saw her again. And I've had nightmares every night. Wishing I hadn't done that, or wishing I had been in the car instead of her.

I realized now that she had a social life and friends, but my idiocy had gotten to me, and I knew her death was to be blamed on me.

Cory clicks her tongue in disappointment and exhales sharply. "Can I meet with you in person for a few?"

"No!" I respond out of impulse, and she stutters for a few seconds. "Can I ask why?" I shake my head and explain.

"I have someone over right now, I uh- I can't really hang out." Cory gives a small mhm, and there's a moment of silence that grows between us for a second.

"Well, when can you talk?" She asks, and I think about it. I don't feel like I should have Cory come over because I don't want her to feel like she's third wheeling, but I never hang out with her.

"I don't believe I've told you about Alex yet have I?" I remark, and she gives a small oh.

"That's why you're thinking about Cal." I sigh and confirm. "Yeah, probably."

"I th-" I cut her off. "I'm afraid it might end badly with him. I don't want that to happen though."

I hear a creak through the phone, and Cory shares her wisdom. "I'm no matchmaker, but I think you just gotta roll with it. You may never get another chance if you take this one for granted."

I consider and sit up. "Thanks, and I'm sorry for cussing at you earlier." I scratch my head, and she assures me.

"Don't mention it! Also, I'd like to meet him sometime." I remember that he doesn't actually live here, and bring it up.

"Well, maybe soon. He doesn't actually live here. He lives in Mexico." I hear a gasp from the other end.

"Wait a minute. Are you with Quackity?" I laugh and choke out a small ye. "Well, I'd like to meet him anyways!"

The door opens, and Alex walks outside. "Hey [insert petname], who you talking with?" He rubs his eyes and Cory greets Alex from the other end.

"This is Cory! She ma best friend, she a real bad bitch." Cory gives an MHM, and says hi.

"Oh hey. Also Y/N, Nick knows now." My eyes widen and I ask. "Who told him?"

Wordcount: 1003

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