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2 years ago (Sophmore)

I stared at the ground with a flower in my hand. Was this really how love was? 

I'll never love someone. Ever again.

A year ago (Freshman year)

I looked at her. She was beautiful. She had orange hair and bright blue eyes. She was also really popular. I didn't know how to tell her. I was a quiet kid in class who was smart and never talked to anyone, and she was...well...her. One day, I had finally gotten the courage to ask her.

"Heyyy Wilbur? Was it? What did you need to talk about?" She said while scrolling through her phone. I tensed up and got nervous.

"Well uhm...So you see...uhh..." I tried to get the words out.

"Just spit it out already." She said impatiently.

"I like you Sally...Will you be my girlfriend?" I said with my eyes shut. I slowly opened them to see her starting at me. She started to laugh.

"Me?! With you?! Pfft! Get out of here loser. Ugh, what a waste of time." She said while walking away and texting on her phone. I stared at her as she left. Was that it? Did she really just reject me? I looked at my hands. Somehow, I didn't feel as distraught as I thought I would.  

Time passed by and I became more harsher.  Before, I was kind to everyone and also helped people. After I became more harsher, I completely isolated myself from people and when anyone I didn't know as family would ask me something, I rolled my eyes and gave them a sassy response. I remember spending hours after school in my practicing the guitar. After a month passed by of my disgusting behavior, I met Sally waiting for me outside the building after school. I stared at her and rolled my eyes, what would she want from me now?

She ended up dragging me behind the school. "I need you to be my fake boyfriend." I looked at her and chuckled while shaking my head. 

"Hard pass bitch." I said while smirking at her. She rolled her eyes.

"That wasn't a question dick head." 

"Then what was it?"

"A statement? I don't know! Just do what I tell you to do!" 

"Why do I need to do this?"

"It's because my friends think your hot and I want to make them jealous." She said while staring me dead in the eyes.

"So I'm a puppet in your little make others jealous game?"

"Tell anyone about it or refuse to cooperate and I'll spread rumors about you across the whole school." She said while glaring at me. I sighed and laughed.

"Spread any of the rumors you want prick." She glared at me again. "Fine I'll play your little game." I said while rolling my eyes. I didn't know why I said yes to her game, but it only led me deeper and deeper into despair.

She introduced me to her friends and they all tried to flirt with me. I wasn't interested and left after a few minutes. 

This kept going on for a year and I had started to soften up. I realized I still had a crush on Sally. I tried to keep it inside me but I couldn't. I went to ask Sally one more time.

 "Wow I thought u were tough Wilbur. I told you we're fake dating. Plus I don't need you anymore, my friends have lost interest anyways." She said while picking at her nails. She walked away like she did last year. I clenched the flower in my hand.

"I'll never love someone. Ever again." Those words stuck to me for a long time. Of course I had gotten better, I have friends who i'd never let down. I stared at the ceiling while I remembered those past memory's. There was one feeling that I felt when I had a crush on Sally, one that I hadn't felt in a long time. I remembered what I had felt when Quackity was crying. There was a strong resemblance between the 2. 

Word count: 667

Hello everyone! Sorry for not posting in some time and for the short chapter but I got a lot on my plate rn- but don't worry! I'll be better in a few days, just got a lot of important things coming up.

Have a great day/afternoon/night!! 

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