Dunno what to call this, but, happy pride!

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Still wil ❤️

Wham! I hit him square in the nose when he tried to touch me, "TNT! What the fuck!"

"I thought I told you to stop calling me that, Jonathan."

"Why? Does  it remind you of your past habits? The spiral? Or maybe the time you started to cut yourself?" I started to tear up, he knew he's was talking about a serious subject, "Awh are you gonna cry?" "WILBUR!" I heard Phil, a teacher must've saw and called him. "What's going on... why are you talking to him." He said, sneering at the end, they he must've seen the tears in my eyes and the satisfied grin on Schlatts face "you didn't." Phil growled looking up at him "oh, but I did~" schlatt exclaimed "for one, don't touch him, he doesn't like you anymore, and for two, you've been specifically told not to" he was cut off by a familiar distant voice "Schlatt! What the fuck did you do now!" Alex exclaimed, "ah! Quackity!" Schlatt said, excitement in his eyes, but not in his voice, before I knew it i was in full on tears while recapping this whole thing, digging my nails into my skin making past cuts bleed, Phil's voice was distant, I started running, to where, I don't know. But I found an unused room in the basement, the hyperventilating came, i grabbed my backpack and frantically searched, I dug out a lighter and a paper, and, I started lighting several pieces and I put them in a trash, it lit all the other papers and notebooks in there, i smiled, satisfied, watching the fire burn and watching the panicked kids run at the note of the fire alarm, I stuck a finger in the fire giggled and took It out. "WILBUR WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Clay yelled, watching me as I burned each of my fingers giggling, he pulled me out and brought me to Phil, I passed out , reality and screaming teens were too much right then.

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