《~ Love is torture ~》~ Chapter 2|Wilbur ~
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Quackity pov:
It was near the end of the day and my last class was English. I was late because I ran into the boy who kidnapped me and talked to him. Before I walked into the class I felt something leaking out of my chest but I ignored it considering the boy wrapped bandages around my chest. I walked into class and everyone glanced at me. I said Hi and then some gasps travelled around the room. I looked confused then looked at my shirt. There was blood that was smudged a bit but that isn't what matters. It spelt a name, Wilbur. That guy. He's called Wilbur. I chuckled and walked to my seat. "Alex?.." the teacher walked towards me, "you alright?" I grinned at her.
"Ye I'm alright just got in a fight that's all." She nodded after giving me a concerned look and walked back to the front of the class. I felt a tap on my shoulder, it was George.
"Who the fuck is Wilbur?" He whispered.
"Just uhmm some guy."
"He's that stalker from yesterday? Isn't he?"
"No." George scoffed.
"If he is you should report him."
"I don't know, the "stalker" seems pretty hot." I gave him a smirk and he stared at me in shock.
"You like weird things Alex, including that Wilbur guy." He chuckled and continued writing.
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I considered Wilbur signed up for a club or something so I left early. I messaged him I was going to a small Tesco near by so that's where he can find me. I collected some monsters and got some chocolate for Will. I went out of the shop and saw a figure standing in the distance. I waved and he waved back. I ran towards him and hugged him. I heard a tut from above me. "You left without me, I thought you were a good boy quackity." He traced his fingers on the scars he made the other night causing stinging to go up and down my body. Oh shit, what the fuck was that? Why did it feel good?
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I went home with Wilbur and stayed at his. I went upstairs to change while Wilbur went to the living room to watch tv. I unwrapped the bandages looking at the cuts and carvings. I noticed a few love hearts and a big "Wilbur's" on my chest. I smiled and closed my eyes. I felt arms wrap around my waist and hands traced my scars. Oh god that stinging, that feeling, that rush. I opened my eyes and saw Wilbur's reflection in the mirror. His lips connected with my neck. "Seriously? More marking?" I heard a chuckle behind me and felt even more pressure onto my neck. God Wilbur knows how to make me feel so fucking good.
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