Art credits to: human_trashcant on Instagram, it has nothing to do with the chapter but I thought it was funny <3
Requested: No
Character: Wilbur
Setting: Arcade area (certain place that also has mini golf)
Triggers for this chapter:
• Blood
• Crying
A/N: I've had a headache for the past 7 hours, it feels like I migraine. I'm supposed to write two more chapters tonight but oh well.
Also, this chapter is somewhat based off something that happened to me.. fun! (:
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|*~Wilbur POV (1rst person)~*|
There I stood, looking around. No one was here. Well, at least no one I knew. All I had was a small plastic dinosaur I had named Trevor. Why? I'm not sure
Via a group chat, I had been invited to a popular arcade in our town. (No sponsorship 😾) We'd get the three hour unlimited passes so that we could all go bowling and do laser tag, you know, fun stuff.
I was already iffy about it. I'd only been friends with these people because of school and it had only been about 2 weeks since we started talking anyways but oh well. There were so many things that could go wrong...
My mother dropped me off a little over an hour ago and I had spent about half of my money on arcade games.
So why I was standing here with Trevor? Well, you see. My friends are gone. To put it better, I lost track of them. I had found Trevor on the ground and claimed him as my own while looking around for them.
I had gotten lost in the first place after a particularly upsetting round of laser tag. Of course I was the one stuck with the broken gun.. As everyone was running around and having a good time I stood in the corner. What was I supposed to do? Play the game? it's not like I could.
However no one seemed to care. Walking out I glanced at the score board.
Wilbur- -2480 points
Why do I bother?
Everyone had run off in a group to do whatever they wanted to and I had been left alone.
So here I stood, looking for them. You know what sounds funner than this? Mini golf. And since I had the pass I didn't even need to pay for the golf balls.
Cool. So me and Trevor went mini golfing, by ourselves.
Clunk.
I had chosen a maroon colored ball, and watched it drop into the shoot where I would collect it. Grabbing the ball and a golf club from the stand, I was on my way. So I could have a free hand I put Trevor in my pocket for safe keeping.
Outside was cold. I could feel the brisk afternoon wind chilling my bones, but the arcade was loud, and at least no one was here to laugh at my loneliness.
I set down the ball on the small square of artificial grass, lining the club up with it. Thennn..
Hah! hole in one
I watched as the ball glided across the mat hitting walls until it slowed to a stop, only a few centimeters away from the hole.
Or maybe not..
I sighed, even a small gust of wind would've gotten it in. Just my luck.
I had gotten it in in 2 hits. Onto the next one. Only 14 left to go..
Continuing on, I had managed to get through 3 more holes, I didn't even bother counting my total, no one was there to compete against anyways.
I brought the club down about to swing. Hitting the ball, I watched it bounce off the side into the rocks. I had hit it too hard.
BONK.
I felt a sharp pain on my forehead, dropping my club and pressing a hand to the now bleeding area. I dropped to my knees
Owwwww... Motherfucker-
I had hit the ball to hard, and in return, the golf club had swung back up and hit me in the forehead. Trevor had also fallen out of my pocket.
There I sat, clutching my eye as blood slowly dribbled down my hand and onto the concrete. My sobs muffled by my sweater. I was shaking all over and hyperventilating in the middle of a mini golf course. In public
This is pathetic..
Your friends hate you and that's why they left you
This hurts so fucking bad oh my god
Why can't everything just be fine
I wish I was at home.
This is the worst day of my life. Blood covered my sleeve, so I used the other to collect myself and wipe my tears. With gritted teeth I stood up.
I grabbed my golf club and the ball from the rocks. Then I carried on like nothing happened. Someone would've had to see me but it's not like they'd care anyways. I just want to finish this stupid fucking game
11 holes later and I was at the end. The big skeleton at the end, where you'd return your ball I presume, towered over me. I didn't even want to try, this wasn't fun anymore. So I just dropped the ball in instead of trying to hit it in like most people.
The voice box whirred before saying
Arghh we've been searching for the most talented mini golfer in all of the lands! guess we'll keep looking. AGHAGGAGAGGAGH
(It actually said this to me.../srs. I hate everything 😀)
It laughed. What the fuck. That's it
I lunged at it, punching it square in the jaw, the hinge breaking off. Great. Now my hand hurt too. I shouldn't have done that.
I was completely frozen solid, it was so cold. So I decided to go back inside. Oh well
Walking in, the awful pop music blasted through the place. Strangers passed me by, not sparing a glance.
I was gonna look for my friends again, they can't be too far. Oh.. They'd better not be bowling...
They're bowling
I guess they didn't bother to look for me.
As if everything else wasn't enough now this. I wanted to go bowling but I guess they wanted to play without me. I ran to the bathroom, the only other safe place in the arcade.
I'm not sure how actually safe it is, but it would do until I went home. Only one more hour.. Public bathrooms are gross.
I locked myself in a stall and was crouching over the toilet as to not touch it.
This is disgusting. Why am I even here.
I put my head between my knees, closing my eyes.
Trevor!
I remembered my dinosaur friend. However he wasn't in my pocket. Oh, I must've left him on the golf course. I guess i'll go get him.
Walking out of the stall, I couldn't hear anyone, which was weird considering how noisy it was before. I pushed the door open.
Holy shit...
Everyone was gone. And when I say everyone I mean everyone. Even the workers. I checked the time on my phone, 11:21 PM it read. I looked up to the windows, it was completely dark outside
HOLY SHIT!
I guess I passed out in the bathroom... cause there's no way time passed that quickly. Last time I checked it was only 4:30 PM.. How in the ever living fuck-
Just then, my phone powered off. Great. It's dead.
How am I supposed to get home??!
I ran to the door, I tried pulling on it. It wouldn't budge.
they must've locked it from the outside
Oh god.. that means-
I ran to the other door pulling on that one as well. Nothing
That means.. I'm trapped in here!
I cant leave.. everyone's gone.. all the lights are off. I was scared out of my mind.
I wandered over to one of the couches used for bowling and sat down. I felt like crying again.
No way out, no phone. I was freezing. I didn't even have my dinosaur to comfort me.
He was... alone.
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So, yes, I did hit myself in the head playing mini golf alone, and I do in fact have a dinosaur named Trevor, but I did not get locked inside. Thank god
Happy Thanksgiving (if you celebrate it)
And I'll see you when I see you
Love you
I hope you all are having a good day/night/whatever time of the day it is for you
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-Crow 🦃