《~ Love is torture ~》~ S2: Chapter 1 | Trapped ~
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Quackity pov:
After being let out of prison, Wilbur started keeping me locked away for a while then will me to go to school. He would remind me everyday if I told anyone or escaped, he would never trust me again. I was now in the same mindset as I was when he first kidnapped me, pure fear yet pure love. I sat on Wilbur's bed staring at the ceiling. My stomach was bruised inside and out from crying and Wilbur. He would always hold my waist so tightly every time I tried escaping. He would pick me up so effortlessly and put me back into his bedroom. I looked at the click on his bedside table, 3:15. Wil should be home soon. George has probably been wondering where I was and I don't think Wilbur has talked to him recently. I attempted to get up but I couldn't. I just fell back down into the bedsheets, sinking into their comforts. Suddenly, the door opened, a tall figure standing in it. "Alex." Wilbur spoke, "Alex, darling, don't ignore me. Please." I laid facing away from the door, my arms wrapped around me. I felt someone get onto the bed and began to crawl next to me. I felt a warm hand rest against my cold skin, slightly making me jump at the sudden change of temperature. "Alex." He spoke once again, I let out a small "hm" as my answer. "Are you okay, Darling? You seem...off, I made you your favourite food!" I nodded. "Please darling, you haven't ate properly for weeks! I'm worried." I heard a sigh come from Wilbur and he walked towards the wardrobe, grabbing something from inside. I sat up straight as tears were fresh in my eyes.
"P-Please!! I don't want a punishment! I-I don't want to get hit please!!" I scrambled to my feet and kept my distance from Wilbur. He chuckled, almost turning hysterical.
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"Someone was exploring a bit." He smirked at me. "Now now Alex, I won't do that to you now. I was actually getting your clothes out for school but if you want to stay in here for another couple of days then-"
"N-No!!" I blurted out. "I want to go to school!" Wilbur walked other to me and looked down at me.
"That desperate to get away from me?" He pouted and I rolled my eyes. He smiled then hung up a few things in the closet. "There darling you're clothes are ready." He sat on the bed and pulled me onto his lap, putting his hands under my sweater and holding my hips. "You okay with this?" I nodded and he smiled.
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Right now as I write this I am really tired and I gotta get up early for school but wanna complete this cuz like all I have gave you guys,gals, gays, theys and everything in between is updates and spoilers which I'm sorry about but I wanna give A HUGEEEEE thank you to the person outside fucking slamming their car door over and over or is tryna break into cars and get in peoples houses idk it genuinely sound like that but whoever you are you are so fucking annoying Idc if your tryna get in my house rn and kidnap little kids please do that shit quietly at least I'm too sick to look and see who it is but yeah anyways let's continue btw we are at the end cuz my rant was so long I lost my train of though ^^
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He started kissing my neck playfully, making me giggle. He pulled away from my neck and moved to my lips, kissing me repeatedly. "I'm crazy for youuuuuu!!" Wilbur put his head in my neck and I stroked his hair.
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"Trust me I know." I smiled.
"Alex,"
"Mhmmm?"
"I'm sorry." I flinched at the words.
"What for??" I questioned.
"For hurting you, for torturing you, for trapping you." I chuckled.
"It's fine." There was a silence between us and he sighed.
"But it isn't, is it?" He kept his head in my neck.
"W-What do you mean?" He sat up normally and looked at me.
"It's not fine is it?"
"I-"
"I shouldn't do this to you."
"You shouldn't but I still love you."
"You do?" I smiled.
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yes I do Wil!" I chuckled. He only smiled weakly then picked me up off his lap and put me on his bed, then walked into the bathroom. Something is wrong.
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Just updated it to be better as I am fully awake now-
Hope you enjoy!!
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