Perfect Screw Ups | Quackbur

Chapter Twenty-Two

A/N: sorry for doing so many times skips 😍

My life was exponentially improving by the day. I'd really begun to enjoy life. I had an amazing boyfriend that truly loved me inside and out. I had started writing more songs, and before I knew it, shops were practically begging me to play for them.

I had a gig every week; after each gig I got to go home with my boyfriend. I'd been clean for about eight months now. Quackity and I have been dating for six months as of today.

Tonight I had a date planned with him. Even after all these dates, and after having known him for so long, I still never lost that giddy feeling. Everyday I fell even further for him. I loved this man so much that I couldn't imagine a scenario where I was happier without him.

"Ready for tonight, my love?" he whispered against my skin, placing a soft kiss on my neck.

I shivered and nodded. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in closer so that my back was pressed firmly against his chest.

"I love you," he told me.

"I know," I said, smiling, "I love you too."

"I'm glad that you know I love you. I'm never not going to love you. No matter what, my heart is yours."

"As is mine," I replied.

"Good, I wouldn't want you to belong to anyone else. You're mine, and I am yours, just as it should be."

This sweet and lovely feeling wrapped around us so tightly that for a moment I truly believed I would be satisfied if I died now. My life felt so fulfilled with Quackity. In his arms I felt like the whirlwind of horrible that resided inside me had fallen away.

But for some reason something still felt wrong. .something that I couldn't quite place my finger on.

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"It's really dark out," I said.

"Perfect for a picnic, don't you think?"

I stifled a laugh and nodded.

Shivering, he placed the basket down on the blanket. "A little cold though."

"I told you that you should bring a jacket."

"Hushh, I'm fine. I'm not even that cold, love."

"Uh-huh."

I sat down on the blanket and watched as he lit a small candle to put in the center of our cutting board. There was an assortment of fruits and cheeses. He pulled sandwhiches out of the basket for us as well as two glasses. He poured red wine into each.

"Just a little," he said, "tonight is special."

I nodded. We'll have just a little. That's okay, just a little.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, touching the glass of wine to his wondrous lips.

I blushed and busied myself with eating my sandwich. He laughed and took a bite out of his as well.

I looked back up at him and realized he was already staring at me. His eyes were carefully analyzing every inch of my face. His eyes looked. .sad.

"You know," he said, placing the sandwich down, "I'm really proud of you. I'm proud of all that you've accomplished and done within the short time that I have known you. You're improving so much. And I hope that you never plummet back downwards. One day you are going to have improved so much that I fear you might just leave me behind!"

He gave me a small laugh but I shook my head.

"I'm never going to leave you behind, my love."

He chewed his lower lip and nodded. "Yes. You won't be the one leaving, darling."

I wanted to ask him what he meant, I wanted to ask him so many things but for some reason I couldn't find the words.

"I love you. I loved you for a long time and my love will never, not for a second, falter. Til death do us part." As he said that final part he raised his glass to me.

I smiled, and I felt any bit of doubt slipping away as I clinked my glass against his. I had no reason to worry. Quackity would never stop loving me.

But that was never what I needed to worry about.

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I started recording my songs and posting them online and it got tons of positive responses! I was so excited when my song went viral! I remember shaking Quackity violently and screaming.

Tonight was an especially big night. I had a huge gig planned. I was going to be performing at a concert! I had bumped into a famous performer and he said that he loved my songs and he'd love it if I could play with him during his performance. I was exuberant. I've always dreamt of something like this!

Quackity showered me with kisses and hugged me so tight when I told him the news. He said that I was going to do amazing. Unfortunately, Quackity couldn't come to the concert because he said that tonight was a big night for him too.

I was a little bit hurt when he told me he wouldn't be going to see me perform, but I forgave him because he seemed really serious when talking about tonight.

He refused to tell me why tonight was so important because he said it would ruin my night for me. I pleaded with him to tell me, but he'd already made up his mind not to.

I finished getting ready and I walked over to say goodbye to Quackity.

"Come here, darling," he told me, extending his arms out to me.

I lay on top of him and allowed him to envelop me in his arms as I buried my face into the crook of his neck. I took in his scent and smiled. He was warm and comforting. I almost wanted to cancel my gig just so that I could stay here in his arms forever.

Something in the back of my mind told me not to leave him. Stay, it told me, stay here with him.

He played with my hair, his hands very gentle and careful, as he began sniffling.

I looked up at him and noticed tears pouring down as he looked back at me.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He just shook his head.

My chest ached and my heart throbbed. I kissed each tear drop and then I cupped his face. "Don't cry, my love. Everything is going to be okay, I'm here."

He only cried harder as he pulled me in tightly for a hug.

"I love you," he told me, over and over and over again. So that I would never forget how much he loved me.

"I love you too, Quackity."

He told me not to worry about him, that he just needed to get some rest and I should go. He said I should go and show everyone how talented I am. He said that he'd be here when I got back. He said he'd be here to envelop me in his arms once more.

But he never said that he promised.