A psycho's desire

chapter: 21

Tw:Wil being creepy (like usual),

Quackity's POV:

I woke up and I was really uncomfortable, it was so dark and I felt tied up.

I tried moving but I couldn't, I was sitting down too. "What.." I mumbled. My head was spinning and I felt so weak.

Where's Wil.. I felt weird and off. "Good night darling!" I heard someone say. "Hm.." Is all I could say. "No! No! Don't fall back asleep! You've been sleeping for two days straight now!" He sounded worried.

"Wil?" I managed to say. "Yes dear, it's me" he said. I felt like puking..

"Where.." I said before puking all over me. I felt somewhat better and worse at the same time. Wil chuckled a big before saying "I guess I gave you too much.." he said.

I couldn't even reply, I was in so much pain and discomfort.

"Let's get you all clean up!" He said. He untied me and helped me stand up. I immediately fall to the ground. "Perfect! It worked! Let me carry you!" He said smiling.

He carried me to a weird bathroom, when he turn on the light I immediately closed my eyes. It took me a while to get used to the light.

After putting water in the bathtub, Wil placed me in it. "Why.." I mumbled. "This is our new house! I moved you!" He grinned. "Why do I feel like this.." I asked.

"Oh, simple, I gave you a medicine to make you weaker!" He smiled. "Why..?" I asked. "So that I can take care of you and that you'll never leave me." He smiled. A sick smile.

"Let me go.." I whispered before he started washing my hair. "Shush." He demanded. 

I tried fighting back, but I felt so weak. My legs were shaking so much. "Don't worry, this isn't forever sadly.. it's only for today and maybe tomorrow!" He sounded kinda sad.

"Mm~" I accidentally moan while turning away from him. "I should definitely do this more often."

I fell asleep while he was messaging my scalp. It felt so nice.

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I woke up feeling better. Way better. Tho this time I was in a bed. My head was still aching.

I tried getting up, but I was tied again. "Wil.." I called out. "Hm? Yes?" I heard from beside me.

I tried to signal that my hands were tied, and I was uncomfortable. But he didn't realize. "What's wrong?" He asked worried.

I tugged on the even more. "Oh right.. well. Before that. There's rules for you." He said. "What..?" I was confused.

"1. No talking to anyone except me or our son. Except if you're at work.

2. Do not leave my site or i will punish you

3. You will do as I say.

4. You love me!"

He smiled while naming them. "Don't I already do that..?" I asked. "Mhm! Just a reminder!" He said.

He untied me and I fell onto his stomach. "Aw! You're so cute! I want to squeeze you until you explode!" He said.

"I want to put a leash around your neck, like a dog." He smiled while rubbing my back.

"I want to skin you alive and wear your skin." He smiled.

He kept quiet for a bit, but he was clearly deep into his thoughts. "Hey Wil?" I called out. "yes babe?" He asked. "What's your favorite colour?" I asked. "red" he replied. "Thanks.." I said.

"You know what.. maybe I will put a leash around you and keep you as a dog." He said. "Please don't.." I begged. "Hm.." he said before kissing me.

I fell asleep again

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I woke up, but this time I wasn't tied. My headache was gone, and I felt much better.

"Wil..?" I called out. I saw him peak his head out of the bathroom. "What's wrong, my love?" He asked. "I'm tired.." I admitted.

"You've been sleeping for almost a week now.. how are you still tired?" He was shocked. "For how long?" I asked. "A week?" He said.

"Oh god.." I mumbled turning away from him. I heard him walked towards me. "It's okay MY dear, our son is downstairs" he said. "Is he okay?" I asked turning towards him.

"Yes, I am sure." He said.

Wil only had a towel around him, his hair was wet. And I couldn't help but stare at him.

"Good thing, I'm yours and you're mine. Because if you look at someone else like that I'll chop off their head." He said. "Alright alright.." I mumbled.

I was about to fall asleep, but Wil picked me up. "I'm trying to sleep!" I whined. "Well, our son is downstairs. C'mon" he said. "Says the one who's basically n@ked." I said.

"You wish~" he grinned. "Maybe.." I whispered. "But seriously don't fall asleep again. You've been sleeping for a week." He said.

And I fall asleep.

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This time I woke up by bright lights. I slowly opened my eyes and I was alone in what seemed like a hospital room.

I heard someone walk, so I closed my eyes. "Look, we've tried our best. He's been sleeping for three weeks now" I heard someone say.

"Can't you do something about it?!" Said an angry and familiar voice. "No, sir. We cannot. But if he doesn't wake up in the next week, we'll have to remove his oxygen" some lady said.

"You wouldn't." Said the angry voice. "I can and I will." She replied. "I own this hospital. I could get you fired." The angry man said.

"What? Mr. Soot?" She asked. "Yes. And that's my husband."

They continued talking but I was so confused. Where am I? Who's Mr. Soot? Who are these people.

Suddenly they left, but one person walked in after them.

They sat down and grabbed my hand. They were crying, "Dad please.. I miss you so much.." they mumbled.

For some reason, I felt attached to him. I felt like I knew him. I felt like we may be related..