the sister (quackity x fem reader)

chapter twelve

the funeral was a few weeks later. it was cold and dim, rain poured. my dad bothered to show up, so did will and carli's mom. carli and violet came, but violet went with her dad for a few hours during the burial. i started talking to ellie a few weeks after blue passed, she and jack flew down for the funeral as well. i gave her my consent to make a episode for the eleanor neale channel on blue, i just want something to happen for him.

ellie and jack let me move in with them, i love will but i just needed some form of escape. she wanted to interview me on blue, so right now i'm having jack manifold pour me a glass of wine to numb the pain before my interview.

"are you ready y/n?" ellie asks, standing next to jack as i nod.

"okay. i'll see you later, love." she gives jack a peck on the cheek before she leads me into the filming room.

she bought a three bedroom apartment, one room for her and jack, one being my new room, and the other being her filming room and his streaming room. she has two chairs set up and lets me know that if i'm uncomfortable at any point, she can turn off the camera and we can take a break.

"so, y/n," she must have filmed an intro ahead of time, "do you want to tell us a little bit about how blue was growing up?"

"well, he loved to have snacks, specifically his cookies and graham crackers. he loved alex from the moment he met him since he didn't have a dad around when he was a kid. he loved dinosaurs a lot and lived with carli and violet when i was getting back on my feet, but right before he died, he was back in my full custody." i shrug, "i don't really know what else to say."

"so, you used to call him beckett on social media. was that for his safety or issues with his dad?" i hate talking about this, but i suck it up. it's time to be honest.

"yes and no. his dad was a risk, but mostly for me. beckett was his middle name, blue beckett gold, so it was a good way to keep his privacy. if he later wanted to change his name or gave consent for me to tell people his name, i would do it in the future. beckett was a cover, almost." i swallow hard as she nods, sympathetic.

"what about his death? do you feel comfortable talking about that and the suspicion behind it?" ellie is gentle when approaching the subject, but i don't give a damn.

"he was murdered. at least, i think so. alex killed him by blunt force trauma on accident. he hit him in the stomach and the head and now he's dead. any other questions?" i'm very blunt and short, quickly trying to move onto another question.

"well what about alex? how do you feel about him?" i shrug.

"i hate his guts. i'm glad i'm single again." i say as eleanor nods.

"what did it feel like to lose a child? did you feel anger or sadness?"

"it was a pure diatrabe when they told me his pulse was flat and couldn't be saved. i was broken, i was all alone. the man i had loved and adored had killed my son. i was livid and raw, my life was torn apart. you never know what it's like to lose a child until you actually do, the pain is unimaginable." i brush my hair behind my ear, wishing that i didn't have to think about blue anymore. but i do. blue lives inside me every single day.

"so do you think that if blue had survived, alex would have been charged with something? what was your reaction when it was ruled an accident other than murder?" my head is begging me to not answer that question.

"i fucking hated the police, i hated alex, i hated everyone. my baby boy would have been alive today if it weren't for alex and he caused his death. he was killed, nothing more or nothing less. i'm sorry but i think i only have one more question left in me." i tell her as she shrugs.

"okay, what's life been like since the funeral? any new updates on your life?" she asks, signaling that we're wrapping up now.

"well, i got sorta new boyfriend, we haven't made it official or anything. i don't want to say who because of last time, but we're doing pretty well. i think that's all, i might start streaming again but i don't know. i also moved to london with you, jack, and adam. that's all." i shrug as she smiles.

"again, i'm so sorry for your loss. may blue rest in peace. thank you for coming and doing this interview." she offers her hand to shake and i take it, forcing a smile.

"of course." i tell her as she shuts off the camera.

i go to my room, seeing george on the bed playing games on his phone. it makes me smile, his hair is messy and and he's wearing a hello kitty hoodie. it's adorable and that's why i like him.

"hello, darling. how was that?" he asks, holding his arms out as i fall into them.

"i almost cried a lot, but i did like it. it's nice to get to raise awareness for blue and i can have control of what the media is saying, unlike everything else." i sigh, thinking of all the articles and websites dedicated to blue and how alex is responsible for his death.

"i'm sorry, darling. do you want to order out tonight, maybe watch some of those creepy youtube videos you like?" my jaw drops.

"you hate those!" "well, it's been a hard day for you. i'll let it slide, darling." he gives me a kiss on the top of my head as i squeal, hugging him tightly.

i think that for the first time since me and alex started dating, i feel loved. george is so new and amazing, he's helping me grieve and distract me from blue. i love blue, but it's nice to have a distraction once in a while. george is helping a lot.

i think that blue is a chapter of my life i cant forget, but one i have to move on from and live through. the past few months have been the worst and best of my life. i'm finally happy and i can afford to just stream a few times a week and live, be happy.

for the first time, despite everything, i'm happy.