Hermosa (RE-WRITE)// Quackity x reader

Pt 1. Strange

Disclaimer: the original story was written in 2021 when many of the characters mentioned in this story still had a platform. I am only continuing to use these characters as I am keeping the story the same other than adding more context. The only change to the story is how they met as I realised I had messed up the time-frame. I do not condone what will did and how he handled the situation. This will be a long book btw.
Btw I don't check for spelling mistakes 🥸
1st January 2019

Before I could even open my eyes the smell of the previous night rushed through my nose, followed by flickers of moments in my mind from before I had my eyes closed. Which then very quickly woke me up. As I opened my eyes, i felt the dryness of my eyelashes as each lid peeled away from one another as if attached by dried glue.
Initially everything was foggy ,the room, as well as my thoughts. I reached for my phone as I do every morning except this time with a feeling of anxiety and that nauseous feeling buried deep in my stomach. I inhaled through my nose trying to suppress that feeling deeper. But as I looked at the screen I was simply met with the same thing as i always do, my wallpaper. Although usually comforting it only increased that feeling of anxiety more. Why hadn't I received any messages? Not from Will. And not from him either, which was relieving.

I sat up and pulled my self along to the edge of my bed. I placed my feet upon the floor and felt the coldness travel up my body all the way to my head which by now was pulsing. I moved my hand up to my temples pushing the base of my palm against it to massage the pain away but this only made it throb more. The headache was instantly diagnosable as so often i felt this pain after a night of drinking. Before i could stand up to get some water, I hear a key slide into the lock of my front door across the hall. I swallowed and clenched my fists around my silk bedding and inhaled to prepare myself but inside hoping and praying it would be Will. I could picture the blood entering and leaving my heart as it beat quicker and as I thought "compose yourself, don't say the wrong thing, don't make him mad".
"Y/n are you home?"

I let out a deep breath which I had been holding since the key enter the lock released the tension between my hands gripping the covers. And as I let go, I seemed to let go of feelings I had also been gripping on to, fear. But not letting go of that anxious feeling which had a hold of me. Relief was one way to describe it.
"Will I'm in here" I replied with a slight intonation implying I was desperate for him to enter the room.

Will had always been there for me he was someone who always brought light to any situation where I couldn't. He entered the room and I instinctively ran to him as tears filled my eyes. I put my hands out to embrace him but also to guide myself as the tears filling my eyes clouded my vision.
"Long time no see hey?" He softly said, adding a small chuckle at the end aiming to lighten the mood. I hadn't seen him in months and I felt awful, like it was my fault just like he had told me.

"I'm so sorry. Will im so sorry." At this, he pulled me in tighter and explained "y/n it's not your fault. I'm so sorry for not seeing that you needed help, that you weren't safe with him. I should have done something, I should have been there, I should have been there every-time. I'm so sorry".

...

It's June 2018 and I had just finished doing my exams to get into university. Me and a group of girls who I had clung onto for the past two years were out for the night. I don't call them friends. My whole life I was never able to make solid friends and so eventually I gave up. I don't open up to anyone other than Will anymore because I trust him and I'm ok with knowing that I will never have friends apart from him. After tonight these girls will never make any effort to speak to me, and neither will I.

On this night I happened to meet someone, he was sweet and seemed to listen which no one ever did. His name was Samuel. When I met him he appeared to be a kind-hearted trust-worthy person, completely without the ability to even hurt a fly. I have never been so wrong. I had been so lonely my whole life, with no one other than Will who actually cared about how I felt. But Samuel hurt me more than anyone could ever hurt me. And because of him, I knew I could never find love again. I could never trust again.

Last night I hadn't gone out to celebrate new years. I went out to escape my thoughts, I drunk until I couldn't feel my fingers. I was alone but this was the safest I had felt in months. Last week, I was able to finally escape from Samuel. I decided to drop out of university after the first term. I was studying English literature, it was my dream to become an author. Is my dream. Dropping out meant that I had a reason to leave him. It wasn't easy. He hit me more than he ever had before. He called me things he had never called me. And I felt what he said more than feeling what he was doing to me. I had begun to believe everything he told me. I knew I was worthless, I knew I deserved it.

Samuel stopped me from talking to anyone. My parents were so mad, I deserved it. Will hated me, I deserved it. My professors told me I wasn't doing enough, I deserved it. I wasn't enough, so I deserved it.

Will and I didn't talk. I wanted to, I needed to. He thought university changed me, and to be truthful it did. I had lost all self-motivation, all happiness, all feeling. I had become numb. Samuel didn't like me being friends with will, maybe he felt threatened by how close we were, I don't know. And so I wasn't allowed to talk to or see will.

Last night I had messaged both Samuel and Will whilst drunk. Samuel to make sure he knew how much he hurt me, and Will because I needed him. I told him everything that happened. I don't know how I got home.

....

"I missed you" I said as I looked up at him.

"I missed you too" he messed me hair playfully as if to say that nothing had changed.

I saw Wilbur as a brother and so no matter how long we went apart we would always be there for one another.

He stayed for the rest of the day to look after me and make sure I ate. In the evening we sat on the sofa watching random YouTube videos, something we would always do in the comfort of one another.

"Hey I've heard of this guy." Wilbur says as he scrolled through my recommended.

"I've never seen him before." I responded inspecting the thumbnail. He had a beanie on and was staring into the camera.

"Y/n?" Will said staring at me. I had obviously frozen staring at the screen.

He's good looking .

But that's not why I froze, I tell myself. It's been a hard day. I rested my head upon will's shoulder as a fell asleep. I felt safe for the first time in ages.

That guy really was cute.