The Day We Met| Quackbur/TNTDuo| Highschool AU

Philza's Office

|WARNING, this chapter focuses around talks of attempted suicide, self harming, abuse|

Wilbur's POV
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The closest thing I've ever had to a good dad that I can remember is Philza Minecraft. My little brother's best friend, Tubbo's adopted father.

And I'm currently sitting on his office with my boyfriend, both my older and younger brothers, and Phil himself.

Phil was sitting in his desk chair, I'm sitting across from him, with my boyfriend, Quackity, sitting on my lap, clung to my chest, with his face nuzzled into the crook of my neck. Tommy sat in the chair on the right of me and Techno standing a little to the left of Phil.

"So, first of all, what's this?" Techno asked, gesturing to Quackity sitting on my lap. "Right, ahm. Techno, I'm bisexual, this is my boyfriend, Quackity. Sunrise, say hello, this is my older brother, Technoblade." I shook Quackity slightly to get his attention. Quackity grumbled and shoved his face into my neck more and wrapped his arms around my chest.

"Sunrise~ I'm ok, I promise I'll try anything again." I told him, rubbing comforting circles in his back. "I'm taking away your butterfly knife.." Quackity's words muffled from his face in my neck. But he spoke loud enough for Tommy to hear. "Your butterfly knife? Why are you taking that away from him? I gave that to him for his birthday!" Tommy asked.

Quackity pulled his face away and pushed himself back off me a bit, onto my knees. "Wilbur. I thought you talked to him!" he scolded, I smiled sheepishly. "How am I supposed to have that conversation with my brother!" "What conversation, Wilbur?" Techno asked.

I sighed heavily and pulled off my hoodie, exposing all the cuts on my arms. Everyone's faces dropped, including Quackity's when they saw the fresh, gruesome cuts everywhere. "Wilbur!" Quackity yelled, horrified, "You said you'd stop! What the hell is this mi Amor?" he carefully ran his hand over my arm.

"Quackity! Stop that hurts!" I hissed and jerked my arm away. "Sorry, amor, are you ok?" he cupped my cheeks and leaned up to me. I leaned down and we met with a sweet kiss, we only stopped ourselves because Techno cleared his throat.

We pulled away immediately and laughed nervously looking away from each other. "Gross." Tommy commented, Phil shushed him and urged me to talked to everyone.

"So, there is, a lot, to explain," I laughed dryly, "where do you want me to start..?" "Wherever it began, or wherever you're comfortable with, Wilbur." Phil smiled at me comfortingly. Quackity snuggled back into me and nuzzled his face back into my neck too.

"Well, the very beginning was about four years ago, when dad became, abusive, to Tommy and I. He started to hurt me first, then when he started try to hurt Tommy, I wouldn't let him. I told him that he could take it all out on me, as long as Tommy never got hurt. So that's what he did... from then on I've endured all of dad's abuse, to keep everyone safe." I explained everything, from the abuse from my dad, to my abuse exs, then the self harming, and lastly, what on earth was going through my head when I tried to kill myself.

I felt hot tears on my neck and looked down at Quackity, I heard him quitely sniffling and felt him grip my shirt tightly. I looked up and saw tears rolling down Phil's cheeks, I looked to Tommy and he had his knees up, crying. I looked at Techno and even he was tearing up, I'm confused now, why is everyone so upset, this is my 'sob story' and I'm not even tearing up.