~𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓈~ ʜᴜɴᴛʟᴏᴡ

Chapter 8 ~Happy?~

A/N: Kay wtf this just hit over 430 views! why do y'all like me this much I'm just a goofy writer writing huntlow fanfic in my spare time wth....i mean Tysm but why?! Enjoy the angst....

Tw: Self harm, dark thoughts, mental breakdowns, trauma, but i mean, what's new lol?

Willow's POV

Luz and Vee had went to bed about half an hour ago, leaving Gus, Hunter, Amity, and I to finish the movie. Hunter and Gus had dozed off next to me, so I gently covered the scrawny dirty blonde boy  and the dark haired ebony boy with a blanket. "You seem to like Hunter a lot." Amity commented as I smiled down at the sleeping form of the scarred blonde. "Uh, yeah? He's my friend." The lavender haired witch grunted in acknowledgment at my reply. "Are you sure it's the best idea to trust him? I mean, he did try to kill us." Amity pointed out. "That was when he was working for the Emperor's Coven. Hunter's changed." I replied, a little annoyed. "Plus, didn't you try to kill Luz when she first got to the Boiling Isles?" I added, raising an eyebrow and my lavender haired friend. "That...was different.

"Yeahuh, sure it was." I replied, slightly amused. "But I mean, seriously, why do you like him. He's just a little blonde boy." The pale skinned witchlette criticized. (sorry if this seems out of character for Amity in s3 it's important for the plot line) "You need to stop this Amity, I told you, Hunter is my friend!" My patience was growing thinner due to the lavender haired witchlette's constant criticizing. "Ok, I'm sorry Willow, -'liar' the thought raced through my head- but I'm just looking out for you." Amity replied, acting like she was in the right. "I appreciate your concern, Amity, but I can look out for myself. I'm not the same weak kid from your memories, y'know."

"Of course I know that! Any witch with eyes can see that you don't me sticking up for you anymore, you've grown so much! But as your friend, it's my job to protect you, and I just don't you get hurt!" Amity retorted. Finally, Willow snapped. 

"NO! No, it's not your job to protect me!! And it's not like you had a problem letting Boscha hurt me for seven years of my life! When I needed you most, when I was going through shit, when I could barely make it through the school day without breaking down crying, you....you ABANDONED ME! While she bullied me, made me feel worthless, I looked to you for help, and you know what you did? You stood beside her. You betrayed me. You say everything's over now, that's it's all fine now, but you don't even know if I forgave you!!" Tears welled to my eyes as Amity stared at me, her mouth agape. "Maybe I haven't forgiven you," I continued, "because I still bear scars from when you made me feel so worthless. You ever thought about that? I bet not, because you only ever think about yourself don't you?! You tried to heal our 'friendship' for your own sake, not mine. You wanted to heal it just so you could say 'I'm a good friend.' I'm tired of you toying with me, because as soon as I'm useless again, you'll. Be. Gone."

 My voice shattered, and I finished, panting, hot tears streaming down my face. Amity and I locked eyes and for a moment, the house was silent aside from the sound of Hunter and Gus's rhythmic breathing. "Willow....." Amity murmured, reached out a hand towards me. "WHY DON'T YOU WANT ME TO BE HAPPY?!!?" I outburst, running into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.

Hunter's POV

I jolted awake, immediately coming to my senses and putting my fists up as I heard the sound a door slamming. I took a second to take in my surroundings. Gus was slowly waking up beside me. Amity was standing shocked, her face blank and tear streaked, but, no captain to be found. "What did you do?!" I snapped, turning to the lavender witchlette. Fear and regret swam in those golden eyes of hers, and she opened her mouth to speak, but appeared too jumbled and shocked to even make up a coherent answer. Finally Amity choked out, "Willow...she's upset...she's in the bathroom, we had an argument...." Amity started to panic, muttering to herself incoherently. "it's all my fault... what's if she hurts herself? Nonononono....." Immediately, I jump started and started to think about what dangerous objects there was in the in bathroom. 

Gus's POV

By now, I was fully awake and heard Amity's sobs. "Okay, so there's the scissors, but they're too blunt to draw blood. What else, what else...." Hunter started to pace back and forth, thinking. "What if......" my voice was quiet, and Hunter didn't pay attention to the my comment. "Hunter..." I muttered, still unnoticed by the tired blond haired boy. "Hunter!" I spoke up, and his head snapped towards me. "The sleeping pills Camila bought for you." The look of horror that set across Hunter's face when the realization set in sent chills down my spine.

For a dreadful second, Hunter and I locked eyes, and the whole house filled with the tension. A single word broke it. So quiet, so small, any place where there was actual conversation it would be viewed as silent. 

.......

.......

......

"No."

.....

.....

"WILLOW!"

Willow's POV

I could hear Hunter dashing to the door, banging on it, calling my name, panicked.

"You are all better off without me" I muttered. I started to scavenge through the cupboards, searching for a small bottle. I found what I was looking for soon. I turned over the bottle skimming past the warning about not taking to many, until I found it. "One per day is plenty for ensuring a good nights rest." I read out loud. Too bad I didn't plan on sleeping for only one night. I screwed open the container of dangerous pills. There was 7 left in the bottle of small capsules. I poured them into my hand.

Hunter's POV

I could hear the rattling of pills as they landed into the distressed green haired witchlette's hand. "NO!!" I cried involuntarily. "Gus, help me break down the door!" I panicked to the ebony witchlette. "What does it look like I'm doing?!" He snapped back at me as we pounded on the bathroom door once more. In the background I could hear Amity's receding footsteps as ran to go inform Camila of the impending situation. 

Willow's POV

"I'm sorry. But, you are all better off without me. Goodbye, Hunter. This isn't your fault." 

I swallowed the sleeping pills all in one gulp, and collapsed onto the linoleum bathroom floors, the now empty bottle of pills clattering out of my limp hand. The last thing I heard was Hunter's bloodcurdling scream. 

Then it all went black.

K well that's that chapter!! Yay!! I'm sorry if this was unrealistic w/ the whole sleeping pills thing, apparently, google is smart, and if you search "how many sleeping pills does it take to OD" or "Do sleeping pills kick in immediately if you take too many" then they'll provide you with a suicide hotline lol. Anyways, see y'all later, I'll try to post part two as soon as possible so I won't leave you guys hanging! -evan<3

~Published Mon, July 8, 2024~

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