Note writing is underlined :)
Major trigger warning
**Y/N's POV**
The note carefully unfolded in my hands almost fully covered in writing neatly printed. I instantly recognized the writing style already starting to shake.
Dear Y/N
I told you that I know where you are. How are you gorgeous? Class treating you well? I do hate to have to talk to you this way but this is what you have left me to do, to prove to you that you still love me. You can't blame me for doing this, it's all on you there. I know about your little lover boy, I really hope you don't think he actually cares about you do you? We both know he hates you, he's just using you but I won't. I care too much about you to do anything like him. Please call me, I would love to see you when you aren't busy for once. I love you, pay attention to class again peaches.
Love Simon~
I feel tears rush down my face quickly getting up and rushing to the bathroom not caring about anything around me anymore, wiping the makeup off my face so there is no smudging for later. It really was him in the store, he wasn't just bluffing. Am I safe here? Will I be hurt and manipulated like before? Who cares, you're useless anyhow. Is he right about Wilbur? What were you thinking, nobody would ever care about you, just like what everybody said. I bawl my eyes out sitting on a toilet in a locked stall not to be seen.
I see all the scars on my wrists not caring about them and a sharp piece of glass just under the stall wall from a bottle right there. Please don't do it Y/N, you know you don't have to. But you want to, it will make the pain hurt less. I pick up the glass lightly running my finger on the edge of it seeing how sharp it is. I wish I never failed all those years ago. I place the piece of glass on my arm pushing down holding it there for a moment.
**Wilbur's POV**
I see Y/N bolt out of class looking like she was crying, I quickly pack up my things grabbing them and cleaning up Y/N's stuff bringing it with me also. I try calling her but her phone rings in her bag with me. I leave class looking around the halls in a hurry hearing faint crying from the female washroom knowing it must be her. "Y/N?" I Raise my voice into the room as to not startle anybody in there. "W-Wilbur?" I hear her voice shakily say somewhat quietly.
I rush into the room without thinking twice. "Where are you Y/N?" I say a panic forming in my voice seeing blood drop on the floor in a stall. "Y/N?" trying to sound calm not being sure if I'm succeeding or not. The stall opens and reveals Y/N there leaning down, her sleeve up and blood rushing down her arm all over the floor. I drop the bags as fast as I can taking her into my arms. "Y/N what happened!?! Why did you do this?!?" I whisper shout, tears forming in my eyes at the sight of her like this. I quickly grab some toilet paper to clean up some of the blood as it's all I can reach with her in my lap.
All she does is cry into my chest holding me tight. "It's okay Y/N, I'm here now, everything is alright." I try to wipe the tears from her eyes. She looks ashamed covering her face with her none covered arm. I see the glass on the floor assuming that's what she used. "Can you tell me what happened?" My voice shaky, I'm so worried about her it's crazy.
She points at the paper in the mesh side pocket of her backpack with a very shaky hand clearly still scared. I place her beside me and read it for myself shocked.
**Y/N's POV**
Why did I go through with it? I see tears in Wills eyes, does he really care that much? He reads the note, his expression changing to a confused then an angry yet worried one. "Don't worry Y/N, Ill make sure he does nothing to you even if it's the last thing I do" He says grabbing both my hands looking me in the eyes. "We will get through this together, you know why?" I nod having no clue what he is going to say next. "It is because angels sometimes break their wings and need somebody to teach them how to fly again. You are my angel Y/N, I care about you more than you realize. I know it's early to tell you that but I feel like you really need to hear it right now. I know how much you need somebody to love you at this moment."
His cheeks were very red, looking me in the eyes. I practically jump into his arms wincing as I hit my arm on his tucking my face into his chest, his heart racing. He kisses the top of my head holding me while the tears stop. "T-Thank you Wilbur." I stutter wiping the remains of my tears "Of course princess, let's get you cleaned up and make sure that doesn't get infected once we get out to my car. I don't want you attending the next class, okay?" He says standing up grabbing my hand helping me up too and washing the wounds in the sink using tissues he found in his backpack.
He walks me out to his car carrying both our bags not letting me carry mine putting them into the back seat and pulling the first aid kit from under the driver's seat. "How many times are we needing to use this on you jeez." He says laughing opening it placing it on the back of the car. "Let me see" I lift my arm lightly pulling up my sleeve letting him do what he needs to it.
I hug him after he finishes before he places the first aid kit back under his seat and hopping in the seat making sure I am ready to go and safe. "Do you still want me to be with you for a little?" He says with a very calming voice. "Yes please. Can we watch Y/F/M (your favorite movie) and cuddle?" I give him puppy eyes, he glances at me then back at the road. "No need for the puppy eyes, we can do whatever you want as long as it makes you happy. I do have a plan for later though." He has a subtle giggle and I'm not sure if I should be worried or not.
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Pog two chapters in one day. Sorry for how triggering this would be for some. Self harm is never okay and I am here if you need help. Next chapter should be super cute though
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