Group Call ↣ Quackity

two - fuck you

that night, my phone started blowing up while I was doing my history homework. I usually put off the group chats unless its a crisis but the way the texts just kept rolling in scared me. I opened up my phone to rolls of group chat texts. all from alex, or, well, people trying to comfort him

alex: she fucking wrecked me

alex: how dare she

alex: how could anyone FUCK WITH ME like she did

ani: alex holy fuck

aksel: breathe dude

brandon: I'm gonna rip her dick out from her fucking mouth

“what happened?” I text. I was extremely tired from the day I had. my best friend kate decided to break up with her e-boyfriend, I had two tests I hadn't studied for because I needed content for my channel, and school days generally drain me.

alex: someone call

alex: I need you guys

alex: I can't think straight

I quickly hit call, as the others slowly flood in. everyone is quiet until aksel speaks up. “what the fuck happened?”

“I got cheated on & dumped. the usual.” alex says. he literally sniffles. he sounds monotonous though. like this isn't the first time something like this has happened. “I can't believe I fucking thought she was the one.”

I felt like I was seeing something I wasn't supposed to. “she's a piece of fucking shit.” brandon immediately went to his weird form of comfort.

“there's gotta be something wrong with me in order for her to fucking treat me like this.” he said blankly. “fuck new york bitches.”

something clicked in me. “what was her name?”

“what? why?”

“just tell me what her name was.”

“her name's katelynne.”

“oh fuck.” ani said, as it clicked for her too. “kate.”

it clicked for brandon at the same time. “fuck. kate.”

“is there something im fucking missing?” alex raised his voice.

“yeah.” I say. “kate is my best friend. she broke down during lunch because she dumped you.”

“she broke down?!” he yelled.

“volume alex.” aksel remained calm.

“nonono, she doesn't get to break down! she doesn't get to text me that she cheated on me, put my heart on a plate and smash it, then say she broke down!”

“she really did like you alex.” I say, trying to mediate the situation while defending my friend. kate wasn't… the best person all the time, but she was still my friend. “she talked about you all the time. she just couldn't do long distance anymore."

“so that excuses fucking some other guy?” he said desperately. “and breaking my fucking heart?”

“no but I'm just trying to put it into perspective. i'm really sorry she hurt you.”

“fuck you chloe.” he said coldly. the words hit me. nobody has said that to me. just as a joke. “and fuck her too if you associate with her. get cheated on then see what it feels like.”

he could've slapped me and it would've hurt less. “I have been cheated on dickface.” I leave the call, fling my phone across my bed and get back to my homework.