Unkept promises || JSchlattxfem!Reader

Chapter 20: Not Very Alone

You grabbed three towels and three more suits then walked outside. They turned around and they both lost their balance, splashing into the pond. You laughed until you cried. Your eyes full of tears, you handed them their new set of clothes and a towel. The three of you headed back inside after drying off and went to get changed.

You walked into your room and saw Schlatt sitting on your bed "Hey Schlatt, is everything okay?" You asked standing in front of the now shut door. He slouched over, clutching a flask in one hand and an empty bottle in the other. You walked over to him and crouched down to look at his face. He moved his head as you tried to hold his face in your hands. You stood back up as he took one last drink out his flask then chucked it across the room "Schlatt?" Your voice was full of fear. It wasn't normal for him to do this, especially during the day. Sure he had fits of anger before but they lasted about a minute before ending and him apologising. He stood up and dropped the empty bottle making it shatter into pieces "you're a slut" he slurred.

You stood there in awe "W-what do you mean?" You asked, you were now shaking. He was mad at you and you were scared of him "You've been sleeping with those other two guys" he said stumbling closer to you. You backed up until you were against the wall. He towered over you, his shadow blocking the light that was shining down, he growled with the anger he had growing and spilling until he slapped you across the cheek. You fell to the floor shocked and numb. He was strong and you hated to admit it but he was, he didn't look it but he was. "What the fuck, Schlatt!" You shouted grabbing your cheek "it's what you get" he said attempting to crouch in front of you but ending up falling down. He picked up your chin with one hand and looked over your face "you look fine, sweetheart" he leaned in to kiss you but you kicked him away, and you had the right to do so.

He sat there in shock "You will do as I say, do you hear me!" He shouted pulling you closer then pushing you into your nightstand. The corner hit your back and stung like hell "FUCK OFF!" You shouted kicking him away again. He staggered backwards and caught his balance, he started walking back over slowly then found himself leaning inches away from your face "it wasn't a question" he hiccupped "Now, darling~" he said as he dragged you into a kiss you didn't want right now.

This kiss bought you time to grab a vase that you had put out after the other one smashed. You picked it up and closed your eyes tightly, you threw your arm up and smashed the thing on the top of Schlatt's head. He threw himself backwards, screaming in pain. You felt bad but you wouldn't risk your life trying to help. You rushed over to the bathroom and slammed the door shut, locking it behind you "Y/N open the fucking door!" He demanded, his voice echoing into the bathroom. He threw his fists at the door until the wood was bent, splintering from one side to the other.

You sat down in the shower, it had a small wall which covered the view of the shower from the door, the curtain helped hide you too. You sunk down into the shower and cried "fuck off!" the lump in your throat had felt like it popped. Hot tears rolled down your cheeks and you could hear the thud of them hitting the bathroom floor when Schlatt wasn't screaming, hitting and nearly battering down the door.

He was a terrible person when he was drunk and when he was sober. He was a shit person when he wasn't thinking of what he was saying or doing.

You sat there for what seemed to be hours as he banged on the door asking to be let it, sometimes nicely sometimes demanding it, even going as far as threatening your life. His footsteps went out the room and never came back. You wouldn't have known if he did anyways because you had cried yourself to sleep. You lay there in the shower, curled into a ball. Until a gentle knocking was at the bathroom door. Schlatt was there but he wasn't drunk now, he was kinder and a bit hungover.

He knocked on the door and asked "Y/N, can I come in? I'm really sorry about before, sweetheart" he said. The nickname hurt you, his brutal state before made the sweet nickname ache like a dagger piercing through your stomach. You stayed quiet and looked out the blurred bathroom window, the sky was dark blue with the only other colour was the orange sunset. The colours illuminated the bathroom. It was still dark but it was nice to have a peaceful moment.

He knocked again "Doll? Are you there?" He asked. His voice was filled with worry "Sweetheart I'm sorry for everything" he said, his heart ached every time he thought back to what he had done. He looked at the door and sat down next to it "Y/N I know you can hear me, I said I was sorry" he tapped on the door.

The door opened with you holding the handle tight in case it was a clever ruse. You sat down, close to Schlatt but closer to the exit

He shuffled closer to you and you responded with shuffling farther away "c'mon Y/N, I was drunk! I can't control what I do when I'm drunk" he said pulling you closer and into a hug. You shoved him away "but you can, you're just refusing to. In fact you're drunk half the time and don't even know it" you continued "you are just a self obsessed, greedy ram and I feel sorry for everyone who had to spend for than five seconds with you" you said getting up and grabbing your other set of clothes "I'm staying at Niki's tonight" you said marching out the door.

You walked down the hallway and spotted a picture framed of all the White House employees having a picnic, a nicer time you had forgotten about. You picked it up and looked at yourself in the reflection then started crying again "fuck this" you muttered wiping away your tears and walking out and back to Niki's house.

Schlatt came running after you "Y/N I've said I was sorry!" he shouted grabbing your wrist and Quackity's attention. Quackity was stood nearby sitting under a tree, hidden in the dark. The brown leaves danced on the path, twirling and spinning as the wind came close. You snatched your wrist back and kept walking. You made it clear that you didn't wanna hear him, he had said enough and you needed a break. Considering that you had just got back together it wasn't starting out good.

You walked down the busy path and knocked on Niki's door. It swung open and she noticed the marks on your face "Y/N!" She said pulling you inside and in for a hug. You explained everything and asked if it was okay to stay here because you didn't feel safe there "of course!" She said grabbing a soft blanket and handing it to you "it's late and I have to get to work tomorrow" she said "who are you working for?" You asked. Her cafe had burned down "Wilbur! I'm going to Pogtopia" she said smiling.

You smiled back "sounds fun" you lay down on her couch and thought about everything. If you could've stopped it from happening or anything along the lines of that. You sighed and drifted off to sleep.

"Fuck Schlatt"

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Trauma about an abusive alcoholic?
This is getting too realistic.

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Posted 11:01pm Monday 20 September 2021