Y/n: Your name
Y/l/n: Your last name
H/c: Hair color(it can be any color you want)
E/c: Eye color (have 2 different colored eyes, you do you, any color(s) are beautiful)
C/n: Cat name
A/n: Author note
Enjoy!
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TW: Hurtful words
Y/n Pov
"I came here to beat you up, for doing all those things to me" I said smiling.
I threw a punch, but he caught it.
"I dont think so" he smirked.
"Fuck Y/n, dont blush" I thought to myself.
I threw another punch with my other hand.
He caught it again.
"Just let me punch you" I pouted.
"Why" He asked.
"You hurt me" I said.
'How" He was confused.
"1. Made me watch my friend freeze/die in front of me, 2. Danced at the exit then escaped when I was there, 3. you mocked me twice" I explained.
"Listen, I'm sorry" He said in a tone of voice I had heard many times years ago.
All the voices of him saying that filled up my head.
"Listen, I'm sorry"
"Listen, I'm sorry"
"Y/n listen, I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry, it wont happen again"
"I'm sorry" "I'm sorry"
"Its not gonna happen again Y/n, i'm sorry"
I put my hands over my ears, muttering: Get out, Get out.
All the negative things he said started to run through my head.
"You'll never be good enough"
"This is why your mom died"
"Your useless" "Your a lost cause"
"Nobody loves you, I dont even love you"
"Your a nobody"
'Your not a good person"
"Your not good enough for youtube, you wont make it, if i dont like you then nobody will"
Then at the same time.
"Your useless" "I'm sorry"
"Your a nobody" "I didnt mean it"
"YOUR NOT GOOD ENOUGH"
I was like a bomb and my dad, the voices who imitated him were the fuse.
I started crying.
"Y/N, WHAT HAPPENED" Wilbur yelled sounding very concerned.
He wrapped his arms around me pulling me into his chest.
"Its alright, I'm here" He said rocking back and forth.
He leaned over to the coffee table and set my phone faced down.
"What happened" He asked.
"I'll tell you tomorrow when the streams done" I said as he wiped away my tears.
"Are you sure" He asked lifting my chin up.
I knodded.
I wiped my tears and he noticed the scar on my cheek.
I covered it up with my hand.
He grabbed my hand setting it down on my lap, bringing his hand up to my left cheek with the scar, he held my face, lightly sliding his finger across the scar.
He smiled.
I blushed quickly turning my face away so he didn't notice, but he did letting out a little chuckle.
I picked up my phone, so chat could see us again.
I checked my other phone checking the chat.
They were all worried.
"Chat dont worry i'm fine" I fake smiled.
I noticed I had 30k watching.
"Great, infront of 30k people" I thought to myself.
T/s 3 hours later
Narrator Pov
The two were playing mobile games.
Laughing or Cringing over most of them the chat requested.
They decided to do something else since they had been doing that for 3 hours.
They couldn't think of anything much.
Y/n checked the chat seeing something they could do.
"Cooking" She questioned.
"Sure"
They headed to Wilbur's kitchen.
They looked through his cupboards finding a box of stuff to make muffins.
They grabbed all the utensils and bowls for it.
Setting them all on the counter.
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I know a short chapter.
I'm sorry but I wanted to get this out so the cooking part could be a whole different chapter bc if I tried to fit it in this it would be to long and i try to keep these at least 1200-1500 for each chapter except for this one.
So see you soon!
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