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I sat there, and started to shake. Wilbur killed my dad. And he was so fucking chill about it? Well.. I wouldn't say chill. I turned around. "No no no no. Let me out. Wilbur let me out of this car." I said as I yanked at the handle. Wilbur shook his head. "George let's not do this right now. We can talk about this at ho-" I cut him off "no! Wilbur no! You killed my dad! Who else have you killed?!" I screamed. He pursed his lips. "27." He mumbled. "Not including your father. But Including Alex." He said and ran his fingers through his hair. "And how do I know you won't kill me Wilbur?! What makes me different?!" Wilbur brought his hand up and caressed my cheek. He smiled softly. "I love you so much." He whispered. What would usually make my heart jump out of my chest, make me scream into my pillow because of how in love I was, it just made me feel a sharp stabbing pain in my stomach. I had to look down, scared he had actually stabbed me. He hadn't. But Wilbur just brought me into a deep kiss. He then looked at me. "This is s good thing George.. anyone that you hate. I can kill them. And I'll do it for you." I felt like I was in a movie now. "And George." He said softly. "If you try to leave me." He started coldy. "I'll kill you." He smiled. "Or I'll let you go but you can't tell anyone! Because I'll know." I started to cry and his face dropped. "George I didn't mean to make you cry." He said softly before he hugged me. So I shook my head. "No.. just. Not right now. Let's just go home.. we'll talk about this later." He just nodded and let go. He started to drive home as I ignored him. Once we got there he smiled and we got out. He kissed my forehead before we grabbed our shit and walked inside. He put all of the stuff away, before we stood in the livingroom. We were a couple feet apart. "What can I do to make it up to you George?" He asked me. "I don't know." I shook my head. Wilbur sighed. "I'll get you your favorite candy, desert. I'll make your favorite thing for dinner no matter what it is. I'll make you breakfast every morning no complain. I'll fuck you till you forgive me. In the lease it says that we can get pets, would a cat make you feel better?" He said throwing out ideas. "Nothing says forgive me like trying to fuck me." I mumbled. I could tell Wilbur was getting mad. "Well what do you want me to do!?" He yelled. "I get it! I fucked up big time George! But I want to work around it! But you won't fucking let me!" He screamed at me. He started for me.

I backed up, but he got there quicker than I backed up. He grabbed my shoulders "so your fucking majesty! What do you want to make you forgive me!" He screamed, and I started to cry. Tears poured down my face as he realized. "Wait wait.." he backed up. "George oh my god I'm so sorry." He whispered. He then brought me into a hug. I didn't try to get out of it. I was scared of what he's do if I tried. "Shh.. shhh." He said before he just nonchalantly picked me up and brought me over to the couch. He hugged me tightly. I wouldn't lie that it comforted me. "I hate you Wilbur." I sobbed out. "Your a terrible person. I hope you rot in hell." Wilbur just nodded and rocked me him his arms. "I'm sorry george." He said soothingly. "Your father fuckin deserve to die." He mumbled before he left soft kissed up and down my neck. I wouldn't argue with Wilbur about that. My father definitely deserved to die. He was a terrible. Terrible person. But I just couldn't wrap my head around him killing someone. I got a text, making my thigh vibrate. I pulled away and looked at it. It was Jack. "Hey, are you home yet? If not we can reschedule???" He asked making me smile softly. When I glanced up at Wilbur he seemed less than enthused. I took a deep breath. "Wilbur." I whispered. He was all ears. "I am willing to forgive you." He smiled "but you have to do me a favor." His smile dropped. "What?" He asked me softly. "Jack. The guy that brought me home that one day. He wants to hang out. If you go with me and we hang out without making any scenes. I'll forgive you." He grunted. "I don't like that guy." He spat. I looked off to the side. "It's either that or I don't trust you. Or at least let me go and hang out with him." Wilbur was appalled. "Fuck that. Fuck that." He said twice. "Your not going anywhere out of my fucking sight George." He grunted into my ear. "Wilbur please. Then go with me. Maybe we'll have fun?" I asked. Wilbur grit his teeth. "Fine." He spat. I texted Jack back and I went and got changed into nicer clothes. Wilbur's slowly followed suit. "If you end up killing jack. I will report you to the police. I don't care what you say." Wilbur glared at me. "I don't know what to see in you half the time." He growled. "Everyone else thought it was so fucking hot that I murdered people. And you actually care about people lives." He grunted. I just rolled my eyes and grabbed my keys. He quickly stole them out of my hands. "I'm driving." I rolled my eyes. Jack texted me a location as we got to the car. "We're going to a bar." I hummed softly. Wilbur tensed.