The Bride of Wilford Warfstache

Chapter 1- "Why me..?"

-Willow's point of view-

"Willow!" my sister Zarya yell whispers(well, can't really whisper,she's a loud child), grasping me in a tight hug as we hide under the desk, hoping he would pass by the room we hid in. Today wasn't like usual, not at all, a man by the name of Wilford Warfstache had entered our house, armed and angry. I had been friends with him for a month before I realized how crazy he was. I saw him shoot a man through the head who had flirted with me at work that day.

   His obsessions were horrific and he never gave up on anything, EVER. He's a very determined man and always gets his way. 

"Zarya, be quiet!" I whisper harshly, clasping my sweaty hand over her mouth as a gasp released from her mouth. We heard footsteps as tears run down our faces and Zarya cried muffled cries into my hand.

"Ohhh, Willow...I will find you sooner or later, come out come out wherever you are. Lets make it easier and have less time wasted, huh?" I heard the crash over the glass lamp on the floor as he tipped the cabinet over. "Where would you be hiding, huh?"

   He lifted my bed up and it crashed on its side as Zarya let out a muffled scream and stopped when everything went silent, way too silent. 

   My heart pounded in my chest as the silence continued for what seemed like forever before the creak of the desk being lifted up and smashing sound of the desk against the wall happened. 

"Found you!" he yells before grabbing Zarya and by her arms. Zarya let out a terrified, blood-curdling scream before being knocked out by his arm coming down on her head. I immediately jump over to her fallen body, scream and cry as I feel his hands grab my waist and pull me away from her. 

"You monster!!" I scream at him, kicking and flailing as he picked me up, slings me over his shoulder and walks downstairs, dragging my sister down with us. Tears dripped down my cheeks as I scratch into his back and draw blood, trying to make him drop me. 

   Tears stain my cheeks as I see my parents tied up as he places Zarya beside them, adding ropes around her too. He then throws me onto the couch harshly making me scream and cower back in fear. He releases a deep chuckle and stretches.

"Oh my dear Willow, you don't understand, do you?" he asks as I choke back more tears. "You're mine. You're supposed to be with me!!" he yells the last part which makes me let a frightened sob out. "What will make you realize that?! Huh?!" he yells, getting closer to me. "Killing your family? Will that make you understand?!" he pulls out his gun and aims it at them, ready to pull the trigger.

"Please no!!" I scream and pull at his arm. "Please don't hurt them!!" 

   His arm doesn't budge, but he moves his face to look down at me. He raises his left eyebrow and loses his glare. 

"Please, I'll do anything!!" I say, falling onto my knees, sobbing.

"Willow no!!!" my father screams, trying to break out as my mother cries.

"Anything, huh?" he asks, his gun goes down and he plays with the side of his bright pink mustache. "How about you..." he squats down to my height nd lifts up my chin. "Marry me?" he asks, a smirk forming on his lips. 

"M-m-marry y-you..?" I ask, stuttering a bit as I ask.

"Yes Willow, marry me." he states. "Your family will live if you agree to marry me."

"Willow!! Don't do it!!" my mother screams as my father starts trying to get out of the ropes again.

   I try to ignore their pleads as my tears roll down. "a-and y-y-you won't h-hurt th-them..?" I ask.