Chapter Twenty-Four

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Louie's POV

      "You guys think Webby is okay?", I ask pacing in circles wondering what is taking Webby so long. "I'm sure she's fine, I mean this is a big decision and everything, just give her a little time", May says, reassuring me, but deep in side there is a little knot at the bottom of my stomach telling me she isn't fine. "Are you sur-", I was interrupted by Dewey saying, "Wow and so the care-free jerk, turns into a little sensitive puppy", I turned my head to look at Dewey, and I shot him a confused glance. To my surprise he stood up and faced me, his eyes, a dark blue piercing into my soul, as he said, "You used to not care what anyone thought or felt, but now that Webby's in the picture, you're some soft angel ready at her service whenever she needs help. Honestly little bro, you're giving me mixed signals, do you care or do you not, or is it just Webby you care about", I stared at him, it felt as if all life was sucked out of me. "Does he even have feelings?", Huey asked, but snickered after a few seconds of silence, to let the question fall into place. My arms stiffened as Dewey kept staring into my eyes, his presence making me more uncomfortable with every second he stood there, but to my aid May pushed Dewey back and said, "Come on dude, leave him alone". I watched as Dewey stumbled backwards from the push and he landed on his behind, but his eyes shot to May instead, and he said, "Stay out of this, it literally has nothing to do with you, May". I scooted back and sat down on the bar stool that lied in front of the counter top, and took what was said to me, and I lowered my head and furrowed my eyebrows, as I mumbled out, "I have feelings". I could feel everyone's eyes on me, but I refused to meet any of them as I lifted my head I turned it towards the kitchen away from everyone. 

      I felt a cold hand on my shoulder as the person asked me, "Are you okay, Louie?", I dropped my head again and shook it, but my mouth formed the words, "Yea, I'm fine", it was always a lie, I think everyone knew it, but no one addressed it. I felt the hand remove from my shoulder and I instantly got chills down my spine, and I realized it. I crave attention. I go out of my way, whether it's good or bad, I always do something to get others attention, even if it isn't approval. Webby was my approval, she's always telling me I'm an amazing person, and that she cares for me, and if she didn't I would be nothing. I climbed off of the bar stool and walked towards the door, right before I opened the door, I turned around and told everyone behind me, "If Webby comes out, and I'm not back, she's going with Ms. Beackly", I turned back around and pushed open the door, hearing the yells from behind me, telling me to come back. I was sick, a monster, Webby is too good, she can't be stuck with us for the rest of her life, or at least me. I was using her for my own little attention game, and I could feel the guilt wash over me, I knew I was a bad person but I never wanted to admit to it, I had too much pride. I walked towards the elevator and pulled out my phone and took a good look at my lock screen, it was Me, Webby, Dewey, and Huey all taking a group selfie, we were all smiling, we were all happy. I could feel the tears well up in the back of my eyes, and something inside of me was telling me to turn around and go back, but I knew I couldn't for the sake of Webby. Not only did I feel bad, I felt like even more shit trying to defend her earlier, and telling Ms. Beackly she was a bad grandma and stuff. 

      I walked into the empty elevator and realized it was like four in the morning, I had no where to go that early in the morning, but to think about it, Webby did leave one time to go on a walk at two in the morning. Once the elevator reached the first floor, I walked out and took a good look at the people working the lobby before exiting the building through a set of sliding doors. There it was the humid air, hitting my face similar to earlier when we first made it to the building, it was the same humid air, telling me that a cold front was bound to come through and just as I think I'm okay, it will start to pour rain. I slid my phone into my jacket pocket, and ran my hand through my hair before finding the closest sidewalk, which to my luck was only a few yards away from the front doors of the apartment building. Once I made my way onto the side walk, I realized the city was so much busier here at night than it was back in Duckburg, but I wasn't complaining, I liked the feeling of knowing that I wasn't the only person out here. I kept walking further into the city, seeing all the tall buildings and the bright lights that lined the place, it was like an artificial sun for the night, kinda like how in the Lorax they had the artificial air. I found a bench that sat right outside a tattoo parlor, and I took a seat on it. Soon enough I felt my phone vibrate through my pocket, notifying me that I was getting a call, so I reached into my pocket and pulled it out, only to see that June's phone number was lighting up my screen. I sighed out and I clicked on the green button, that allowed to talk to her, and as soon I hit it, I put her on speaker phone, and said, "What do you want, June?". "Louie you need to get out of that freaking head of yours and get your ass back here right now!", Junes voice booming through my phone, it was filled with a mix of anger and worry. 

      "No I already told you guys, just let Webby go with Ms. Beackly", I said my voice more plain and monotone, the emotion drained from it. "Well then don't be surprised when you see an angry girl chasing you down the street, cause this is the last chance I'm giving you to come back", June said, threatening me, with her chasing me down the street. I laughed a little at her confidence, and said, "Okay girly, I'm passing this last chance you're giving me then", and I hung up the phone, and slid my cell back into my pocket. I laughed a little more before my eyes widened and I realized that June was a runner, my memories flashing back to the woods when we were chasing Huey. "oh duck", I mumbled out, as I pulled back out my phone and started scrolling through my contacts again trying to find June's. Once I found it, I hit call, and let it ring out. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Beep. Please leave a message after the tone. I ended the call and through my phone down to the ground, sending it into pieces, and my eyes widened once again, as I growled in anger. I picked up the scattered phone pieces and threw them into the street receiving a few angry honks from drivers passing by, "Sorry", I whispered out, apologizing for my sudden outburst. I kicked my feet at the ground and started walking further away from the apartment building, hoping to find an open diner, or something. I made way even more into the city before I heard a trail of footsteps behind me. Subconsciously, I turned around to see who was following me, but there was no one behind me, so I turned back around and kept walking. Then I felt something heavy drop on me and a collapsed to the ground, and whatever was on top on me laughed a low but girly one. 


I'm sooo sorry I haven't updated in a while. Anyway who do you guys think tackled Louie to the ground?? I want to hear who you guys think it is in the comments below❤️❤️


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