Jealousy is attractive when its on him - Quackbur

Chapter 11- Panic and Confessions

Quackity paced around the strip club. Dream and George sat silently at the bar watching the man pace. The door opened. Karl grinned at the sight of his fiancé. Sapnap scanned the room, his face dropped when he saw the reason they were there. Karl ran forward past Quackity engulfing George in a hug. "Come here Karl" Sapnap warned not moving any closer. Karl's smile dropped as he retreated back to Sapnap's side. "We're not here to hurt you" Dream breathed climbing off the barstool. "No, hell no you stay right where you are" Sapnap groaned wiping his eyes. "What the fuck are they doing here Q" Sapnap whimpered tightly squeezing Karl's arm. Karl looked slightly uncomfortable but sent a small wink to George who grinned. "They're getting married," Quackity announced. "Holy shit! Yay that's amazing congrats" Karl screamed. "No, Not yay he shouldn't be allowed anywhere near George. Come here George" George frowned, staying put. Dream placed his arm around George's shoulder pulling him closer. George grinned again at the embrace. "Why can't you just be happy for us?" George whined "You're our best friend". "Was" Sapnap spat. George's face twisted into a hint of anger and sadness. "He abused a child for months George, He- He abused you" Sapnap stammered. "He did no such thing, to me at least" George yelled. "Tommy and I have forgiven and forgotten," Dream stated. "Emotional abuse is a thing" Sapnap shot, not paying attention to Dream. "Quackity you can't let them do this" Sapnap whispered. Thunder roared outside, slightly shaking the casino. Rain pattered on the roof. "They're in love, you can't deny love. They will both be happy together and we can leave the past in the past." Quackity cried. "If you feel like you owe them something-" Dream groaned loudly. "He needs help!" Sapnap growled. "Oh, and neither of you do!? He's fine" Quackity snarled. "If you refuse to get him help and do what he wants, we- we will leave" Sapnap croaked.. "Then go," Quackity murmured. "What?" Karl whispered, hurt. "Then fucking, go! It never stopped you before! When shit get's tough you fucking leave, So go then" Quackity screamed. Karl looked as if he was about to cry. He grabbed Sapnap's arm which was now burning a crimson red. Quackity simmered with hate as their backs turned to him. Tears sprung at him. Threatening angrily to fall. "Fucking cowards" He spat after them. Sapnap stopped short. He turned and struck a threatening blow across Quackity's face. "We loved you, You heartless monster. Them getting married is a bad idea and when they hurt each other me and Karl will not be there to turn too and Quackity you will be responsible" Sapnap cried tears spilling from his eyes. He turned and left. Karl stood between the door and Quackity. Debating which way to go. He made the wrong decision. The door closed behind him. Quackity stood in shock. Past trauma made his head spin. He roughly wiped the tears from his eyes before spinning on his heels to face the infamous couple. "Well guess it'll be quite a small event then" Quackity chuckled. "You ok Q?" George asked with concern. "Fine, I'll be fine" Quackity murmured. Dream stood motionless by the bar. "Let's get this show on the road then" he piped up walking to the casino doors. George smiled following him closely. Quackity sat on the end of the stripper runway and looked at his hands. Was he doing the wrong thing? No, it was probably just Sapnap's words haunting him.Quackity stepped into his little marriage hall, a massive grin plastered on his face. This was the place he had intended to marry his finance's in. "Ready lovebirds?" He asked the two men who stood giggling fixing each other's suits. "Ready as I'll ever be" George whispered, placing a kiss to Dream's pink cheek. The ceremony was short and sweet. The only people there were the groom's and Quackity. "With no objections and the power vested in me I now pronounce you Groom and Groom" Quackity giggled. George shrieked with joy as he was picked from the floor and spun. Dream pressed a soft kiss to George's face. Quackity watched as the color finally returned to George's cheeks. Quackity felt a wave of sadness as he imagined him and his fiancé's having this sort of day. A day where they were finally happy, a day where they finally could call each other 'there's'. Quackity pushed the thought away as Dream took George's hand and smirked as he pulled him towards the hotel. "Honeymoon suite is on floor 30!" Quackity screamed after them with a smirk. Dream turned back and gave a quick wink to Quackity before chasing after his Husband who was already halfway to the hotel. Quackity stood in the hall looking at the pretty flowers growing up the side of the Quartz beams. Suddenly the speakers which he had hopelessly tried to fix minutes before the wedding roared into life. 'Out of my League by the Fitz and tantrums' erupted from the speakers. He grinned at the sappy music. "Quackity" a voice sung out. He turned to the voice. A tall man dressed in a long brown coat and a horrid yellow sweater beamed at him. "Lord don't ruin this day for me now, it's already been shit" Quackity groaned. "Who said I was going to ruin it?" Wilbur whispered, taking Quackity into his arms. Quackity smiled at the warm embrace. "I don't hate you Quackity and I will never hate you, I know what pain I've caused you and I want to fix it. Because Quackity- ''''Wilbur what are you saying?" Quackity asked, pulling away from the man. "I love you Quackity". "Don't play tricks on me now Wilbur" Quackity groaned, head in his hands. Wilbur pulled his hands away from his face. "Who said I was tricking?" Wilbur smirked. He tipped Quackity's chin up and kissed him. Quackity couldn't move, his heart pounded in his chest. Wilbur loved him? What the fuck? He reached up, grabbed Wilbur's face and smashed his lips into the taller man's. The kiss felt slightly harsh and desperate but Quackity didn't care. His heart leapt with confusion and love. "I know I've been an asshole, I was just jealous" Wilbur whispered. Quackity ran his hands through Wilbur's sopping hair, he'd almost forgotten it was raining. "If jealousy looks good on anyone Wilbur, it's you" Wilbur smirked, pulling Quackity into another slobbery kiss. "Quackity!" A voice screamed echoing through the Hall, breaking the kiss. Karl, drenched, bloody and face smothered in panic. "We were thrown off our horse and I can't feel a heartbeat" Karl screamed tears streaming down his already soaked face. Quackity's gut turned. "Sapnap?" Quackity whispered. Karl nodded sadly, pulling Quackity out of the hall into the pouring rain.