After weeks had passed. I still hid for shelter, hugging my worn out Navy blue blazer. I can't help but thi-
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"(Y/n)- y-you're actually back?!" I hear a voice blur into my head, finding my senses slowly coming back.
I could see nothing but darkness but I could hear sobs of joy and the smell of cigarettes and gunpowder. Then my vision came to me, a worn out face with tears flowing from their eyes.
Wilbur.
His eyes were fully blown out and dark circles surrounded them. His hair were rough but still fluffy looking at the same time.
Everythiny about him at this moment seemed.. so right.
"Wilbur?" I manage to murmur, my face still feeling numb.
"Oh (y/n)! He brought you back! You have to thank him.. we must thank him. I am so sorry my love. I am so fucking sorry." He pulled me into his arms and started to slowly rock us back and forth.
"Did I.. die?" I never thought I'd have to say those words but here we are.
"You did." Dream's voice came from the side. I flinch but don't manage to actually move, not able feel my body.
"What?"
"I brought you back."
"Why...?" I slightly look up, meeting his eyes.
"Wilbur traded Tommy. For you." His smile seemed honest and sweet, I hated it.
Then the dreading truth sank into me.. he did what? I slowly sit up and try to move away from Wilbur but he held onto me tightly, the numbness starting to sting.
"You.. traded your own brother away to.. him?" I could my body slowly regaining it's final sense. Touch.
Wilbur's hands were wrapped around my waist, while I laid in his lap. His hands tensed around me and he looked down at me, frowning subtly but it seemed. Fake.
"Listen.... You're back aren't you.. you're with me. T-that is all.. all that matters." He spoke slowly, looking deeply into my eyes.
What the fuck was happening to him? Finding all the strength, I push his face away from mine, he was too close.. not in an uncomfortable way it's just-
"What the fuck is even happening." I mumble mindlessly and bring my hand to my head, massaging my temples slowly.
This wasn't what I wanted, what was it I wanted again? God. Everything has been happening so fast, I just want to take things slow and process this all.
First I become president. Then I lose my place and schlatt takes it. I fucking die. I am revived and find out that Tommy has been treated like some tradable object.
(POINTING OUT HOW USELESS THIS BOOK IS. 💀)
"I know.. you don't think it's fair. I did that to Tommy. B-but I did it for you!" Wilbur muttered, almost to himself, bringing his hands to my face, a warm palm engulfed my cheek.
Dream's footsteps were heard as he exited the room.
"What.. happened while I was. Gone."
"Oh my sweet..sweet dear, it has been days since you were gone... Days! I couldn't stand it anymore it.. I was losing my fucking mind. I wanted to grasp you and hold you.. hold you. So close to me."
I was beginning to feel rather safe in some twisted way, the way his voice was so low. His repetitive words..
God I think I was attracted to this. What the fuck. Is wrong with me.
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A/n:
GUYS. IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES IN ANY OF MY BOOKS/CHAPTERS. I may be dyslexic as fuck so don't mind them, please. 💀💀💀
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