a place to stay [1]

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/ TW: Running Away, Mentions of Self Harm /

/ Jschlatt's POV /

Flashlight... Clothes... Laptop... Phone... Water bottle... Money... Bandages...

...

Knife...

I stared blankly at the dark blurry reflection of me in the small knife. I sighed and put it in the bag. Wilbur and I had planned to run away together, as we both lived in similar households that... weren't the greatest. So we'd decided to leave at around midnight and meet up in the nearby park. We were both pretty successful on YouTube and Twitch, so we weren't lacking money.

I didn't really have a coat, so I threw on a couple of sweatshirts because I knew it would be cold and it was in the middle of Autumn so it would be really cold out. I sighed knowing it would just get colder as time went on. I finished packing and double-checked that I had everything... and I did, so I picked up the bag. Because I was on the first floor of the house, I could easily hop out the window. So I did that. I hopped out the window into the cold darkness.

/ Wilbur's POV /

I was wearing my coat and my shoes. I had a bag that was like a messenger bag, except it was a little bigger and could hold more things. I just needed to figure out how to get outside. I needed to not wake up my parents, so I took off my shoes and held them, and walked through the hallway and down the stairs.

I quietly opened the door and shut it after I'd walked outside on the cold breezy night. I put my shoes back on and walked out to the sidewalk. This is it... I guess. I looked back at the house one last time and then started walking to the park.

/ Jschlatt's POV /

I felt deep sadness engulf me as I walked further and further away from the house. I felt tears start to flow down my face. My hands started to shake. I looked up at the moon and breathed deeply regaining my composure. I could see dark clouds up in the sky, they were a little far, but they looked as if they'd arrive in an hour or two. I continued walking toward the park.

When I got there I saw Wilbur sitting down on one of the many wooden benches scattered around the park. He jumped a little when I approached him.

"Hey, Wil..." I said quietly.

"Hey," he whispered back standing up. "So where are we gonna go?"

I thought about it for a moment, "Techno's the closest, but it's still a long train ride if we took the Line."

"Mmm... The Line is an hour walk from here."

"Right."

We started walking in the general direction of the Line, but just to double-check, I opened google to make sure we were going the right direction.

"Wait... Before we do anything let me check where his address is," I said.

"That sounds kinda creepy," Wil chuckled, "but how'd you get his address anyway?"

"Um... Well, he was comforting me when I was having a... rough day... and gave me his address in case of emergency."

"Oh, okay."

Turns out, it would be about an hour and a half train ride if we took the line, which isn't too bad so we continued to walk.

I felt guilty for leaving. I didn't know why. I didn't like my parents, and they didn't like me. I hated the feeling of guilt, and with that on top of the sadness that started to pile up, I held back my tears though.

Within 30 minutes we began to get slower and slower Our legs hurt quite a lot, so Wilbur suggested that we sit down somewhere and rest. We probably would be able to walk longer if it wasn't for our stuff... but oh well, it's not like we could leave it behind.

So now we were sitting below a tree. It began sprinkling small drops of rain, it wasn't much but it wouldn't take long for it to properly rain. I looked down at the dead leaves that'd fallen off the tree. Another wave of deep sadness was over me. I looked down at my arm hidden under the sleeve.

I felt myself begin to cry.

"Schlatt?" Wilbur whispered, "You okay?"

"F-fine. We should probably get going," I stood up and wiped my eyes.

"Ok..." Wilbur got up and we continued walking.

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